<?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-20559200</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:29:03.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing China</title><subtitle type='html'>Adopting from China...If someone had told me it was a marathon, I would have at least tried to stay in shape...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-8813800203921976809</id><published>2007-05-17T23:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:00:11.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home Emme Lu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/Rk1AqOboekI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rMcdsv7Wnus/s1600-h/7742~Bumblebee-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065776250034354754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/Rk1AqOboekI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rMcdsv7Wnus/s400/7742~Bumblebee-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SBird and her hubby R. brought The Bee home from China yesterday and I just wanted to wish them a happy homecoming. She's an absolutely lovely, charming little girl.  It was so gracious of them to allow us to follow along as they became a family. I can't wait to watch them grow together, as well. &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/20559200-8813800203921976809?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/8813800203921976809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=8813800203921976809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8813800203921976809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8813800203921976809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/05/welcome-home-emme-lu.html' title='Welcome Home Emme Lu!'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/Rk1AqOboekI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rMcdsv7Wnus/s72-c/7742~Bumblebee-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-8846579389485614573</id><published>2007-03-27T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:19:03.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Talk: Every Little Thing</title><content type='html'>In the interest of full disclosure, I will admit that I came home from work very late tonight and in an extremely cranky, frustrated mood. We have a database that seems to be doing its best to explode and not being an IT type, I have no idea why or how to fix it. By 8pm tonight, I no longer cared. I just wanted to come home, see G. and the pups, eat something and watch me some Idol. So the contestants and you will have to forgive me if I seem overly grouchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's guest mentor was Gwen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stefani&lt;/span&gt;, which I thought was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; choice since Gwen doesn't sing so much as chant her way through most songs. I wasn't really sure how much she could contribute to the kids' vocal education and thankfully, she didn't really try. She limited her comments to "stay on the beat and sing the melody" which would be good advice coming from anyone. Hey, maybe I could be a mentor! She did look awfully cute though. Oh, and the theme this evening was songs by Gwen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Stefani&lt;/span&gt; and the singers/bands that inspired her. Otherwise known as "sing anything you want" night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LaKisha&lt;/span&gt; - "Last Dance" (Donna Summer) - The last couple of weeks I've been less than over the moon for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LaKisha's&lt;/span&gt; vocal performances. There's nothing wrong with them per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;, it just feels like she has fallen into the predictability rut. She's got a great voice, but so do lots of people (outside of this competition) and she's doing nothing we haven't heard before. In her defense however, she really worked the song and the audience responded well. Note to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LaKisha&lt;/span&gt;: Way to rock the outfit. Killer sexy dress and boots. You go, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris S. - "Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic" (The Police) - Something felt just a little not right about this and I couldn't put my finger on what it was until the judges started commenting. Oddly, they were exactly right. Chris was about 1/4 of a note behind the band for most of the song. It was just off enough to make the whole song sound slightly weird. The vocals though, were great. This song was just exactly in his register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina - "I'll Stand By You" (The Pretenders) - Very impressive. Very. She had great control, a pretty tone, and lots of emotion in her voice tonight. Her best performance so far, and the best of the night. Note to Gina: Keep the funky boots, lose the shiny, horizontally striped mini-dress. It made you look squarer (is that a word? no?) than you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sanjaya&lt;/span&gt; - "Bathwater" (No Doubt) - What in the hell was that? I'm not even sure the teeny-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;boppers&lt;/span&gt; can forgive the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;train wreck&lt;/span&gt; that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sanjaya&lt;/span&gt; this week. The horrible song wasn't that bad compared to the hugely out of tune vocal, the forgotten words or OH. MY. GOD. 7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ponytailed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt;-hawk. It had to be seen to be believed and really, I wish I hadn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley - "True Colors" (Cyndi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Lauper&lt;/span&gt;) - She was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pitchy&lt;/span&gt; in spots, but overall, it was a nice performance. She played with the melody a little but not enough to screw up the song. It wasn't exciting, but it wasn't bad either.&lt;br /&gt;Phil - "Every Breath You Take" (The Police) - Phil really sounded great tonight. It was a little bit copycat, but the original is great and there really isn't a need to mess with it. Strong vocals and a solid performance. Note to Phil: I'm not sure which is better, crazy hat or not. No advice. I just had to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda - "Heaven Knows" (Donna Summer) - Surprisingly, I wasn't wild about her tonight. I mean I know she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;out sang&lt;/span&gt; everyone except possibly Gina, but I thought this song was a really safe choice for her and I would have liked her to sing something unexpected. Something NOT R&amp;amp;B or disco. Note to Melinda: Yeah for the color! Boo for the cut of the blouse. But keep trying. You'll get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake - "I Will Always Love You" (The Cure) - I though this was a little boring too. Wow, I must be cranky tonight because I never think Blake is boring! The vocal was simple and kinda sweet, but blah. I'm not familiar with this choice, was it the song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jordin&lt;/span&gt; - "Hey Baby" (No Doubt) - When they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;announced&lt;/span&gt; this song, I thought it was going to be great. Fun and peppy and adorable, just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Jordin&lt;/span&gt;. But I thought it fell really flat. It sounded as if she slowed it down just so she could keep up. And the beginning of the song was too low for her voice. I love her, but this just didn't work. Note to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Jordin&lt;/span&gt;: When I come to raid your closet, I will not be taking this outfit. I can't imagine those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;proportions&lt;/span&gt; looking right on anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris R. - "Don't Speak" (No Doubt) - This one's so obvious I can't even bring myself to make the joke. Flat, as usual. Nasal, as usual. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Blech&lt;/span&gt;, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom three: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Sanjaya&lt;/span&gt;, Chris R. and Haley&lt;br /&gt;Going home: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Sanjaya&lt;/span&gt; (oh please, oh please, oh please....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-8846579389485614573?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/8846579389485614573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=8846579389485614573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8846579389485614573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8846579389485614573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol-talk-every-little-thing.html' title='American Idol Talk: Every Little Thing'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-2707907913150596299</id><published>2007-03-22T19:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T20:21:06.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Talk: Top 11 Results</title><content type='html'>And Stephanie is gone. Which is hardly the most interesting part of this show. In fact, pretty much &lt;em&gt;every &lt;/em&gt;other part of this show was more interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Peter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Noone&lt;/span&gt; seemed to be having a great time during his song, which was fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Lulu looks pretty freaking fabulous and she doesn't sound half bad, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--The Ford commercial cracked me up. I have no idea why, but Melinda doing back handsprings down a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;row&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt; washers was hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Neither Gina nor Phil were in the bottom of the pack. Gina was terrible and should have been, while I get the distinct impression that Phil is just starting to get on people's nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sanjaya&lt;/span&gt; didn't seem to be anywhere remotely close to the bottom tier this round. Lots of theories surround this phenomenon. 1) &lt;a href="http://www.votefortheworst.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;VFTW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, 2) The &lt;a href="http://www.howardstern.com/"&gt;asshole of all media &lt;/a&gt;telling listeners to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;VFTW&lt;/span&gt;, or 3)the call center in India is diverting other votes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sanjaya&lt;/span&gt;. My personal opinion differs. I say never underestimate &lt;a href="http://defamer.com/hollywood/american-idol/identity-of-idol-crying-girl-revealed-246059.php"&gt;the power of raging teeny-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bopper&lt;/span&gt; hormones&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Chris R., despite the overly lavish praise of the judges, ended up in the bottom two.  Now that was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie being voted out - not so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-2707907913150596299?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/2707907913150596299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=2707907913150596299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/2707907913150596299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/2707907913150596299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol-talk-top-11-results.html' title='American Idol Talk: Top 11 Results'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-6512896103730871907</id><published>2007-03-20T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:08:24.027-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Talk: I'm So Excited!</title><content type='html'>Didja hear? American Idol is actually a competition, not a spectacular one woman concert with some other people singing too? Tonight it seems, most of the rest of the cast figured this out (with the exceptions of La Doolittle and Sanjaya, neither of whom should be there, for vastly different reasons.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was British invasion/60's week, with guest mentors Peter Noone (of Herman's Hermits fame) and Lulu (To Sir With Love). In direct contrast to Miss Ross, both provided constructive comments that were actually useful to the contestants &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;were quite funny. I take that back, Miss Ross was funny, but not in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On with the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley - "Tell Him" (?) - God help me, this was adorable. She was in tune and having fun. Sassy and flirty without being totally over the top about it. The song fit and this was easily her best performance yet. Note to Haley: I'm with the &lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.typepad.com/go_fug_yourself/2005/02/grammy_postpart_1.html"&gt;Fug girls &lt;/a&gt;on this. I don't care how great your legs are, stop with the formal shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris R. - "Don't Let The Sun Catch You Crying" (Gerry and the Pacemakers) A couple of weeks ago, Chris slowed down and sang a Keith Urban song all nasally and out of tune. He tried the same thing this time and it was better. At least it was in tune. If his voice appeals to you, this was probably a great performance. He works the song, the audience, and the arrangement. Ah, if only he could sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie - "You Don't Have To Say You Love Me" (Dusty Springfield) - Stephanie confuses me. Generally, I think she sings well but I don't seem to connect with either her or the songs she chooses. Tonight was just the opposite. Loved the song and thought her vocals were really shaky and weak. Huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake - "Time of the Season" (Zombies) - Now, aside from the weird dancing, &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; modernization of a classic really worked. Good vocals, great arrangement, and the minimal beat boxing fit right in seamlessly. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaKisha - "Diamonds Are Forever" (Shirley Bassey) - Don't get me wrong, it was good. It just wasn't LaKisha good. It wasn't outstanding, and since that is what everyone has come to expect, it was a bit of a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil - "Tobacco Road"(The Nashville Teens) - I'm not sure how I feel about this one. I don't know the song, but it seemed a good fit for him. He certainly looked like he was having fun singing it. His range is much better than expected, who knew? I guess I liked it, but I may need to watch it again to be sure. Note to Phil: Dry cleaners can generally get stains out of shirts before national television appearances. Look into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordin - "I, Who Have Nothing" (Shirley Bassey) - Absolutely, the performance of the night. Pretty damn close to perfect vocals. Emotional delivery. Wistful and tender where called for with a great big finish. Amazing. Note to Jordin: That may have been the most perfect of all the perfect little black dresses ever. I will be over to raid your closet soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanjaya - "You Really Got Me" (The Kinks). This was the most wrong anything has ever been. And I mean ever in the history of history. I'm too traumatized to talk about the specifics of the performance. Dolly Parton once said "Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion." I don't think this was what she had in mind. G. summed it up even better. He said "I will eat shit out of the ass of your choice if Sanjaya makes it to the finals." Can't get much clearer than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina - "Paint It Black (Rolling Stones) - I wanted to like this. It's a great song and seemed like it would be a good fit for Gina. But apparently she suffers from Philitis, which now that I've said that out loud, sounds a little dirty. The softer parts of the song were horribly out of tune. Towards the end she improved, but it was still a quite shouty. Not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris S. - "She's Not There" (Zombies) - I wasn't as impressed with his voice as I usually am. It wasn't bad, but I would have liked it better if he had sung it a little lower. We've already got a couple of guys in this with thin, reedy voices and he really needs to distinguish himself from them. Also, I really think he ran out of air towards the end. Great song choice, though and overall a pretty good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda - "As Long As He Needs Me" (from Oliver) - Gorgeous, flawless performance. There really isn't much else to say. Note to Melinda: More gray? Really? I thought we discussed this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom three:  Phil, Stephanie, Gina&lt;br /&gt;Going home: Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;Should be going home but won't due to power voting by 12 year old girls much in need of therapy: Sanjaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-6512896103730871907?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/6512896103730871907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=6512896103730871907' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/6512896103730871907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/6512896103730871907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol-talk-im-so-excited.html' title='American Idol Talk: I&apos;m So Excited!'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-5727844439191887854</id><published>2007-03-16T01:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T01:06:52.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Talk: Top 12 Results</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot to post that Brandon got the boot last night. I think that says it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-5727844439191887854?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/5727844439191887854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=5727844439191887854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/5727844439191887854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/5727844439191887854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol-talk-top-12-results.html' title='American Idol Talk: Top 12 Results'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-8914163050391695673</id><published>2007-03-13T23:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:44:41.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Talk: D(iva) Day</title><content type='html'>All right now. We're at that point of the competition where things usually start to heat up. The singing begins to dramatically improve, we get to know the contestants a little better and we get a chance to see who really has what it takes and who does not. The differences between the haves and the have nots was quite clear tonight, sometimes painfully so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "mentor" for this week was none other than one of the original Divas, Miss Diana Ross. While I'm sure it was a thrill for some of the kids to meet her, I didn't think that she offered much to them. Lots of the typical touchy-feely sort of advice like "feel the song", "connect with the audience" blah, blah, blah. She's a great singer and a great performer and I would have loved to hear her give more concrete, specific advice. God knows they could have used it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon - "Can't Hurry Love" - Wimpy and cliched about sums it up. Typical arrangement, typical performance and typical Brandon vocal with no oomph at all.   Also, fewer words than generally necessary.  But who's counting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda - "Home" - It wasn't the song I wanted to hear her sing, but since I don't know what I would have chosen for her instead, I'll just shut up about that. I don't think it really matters anyway, since she seems to be fantastic every time she opens her mouth. Note to Melinda: Please stop wearing grey and black. You are perfectly adorable and have every right to enjoy color as much as the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris S. - "Endless Love" - Apparently, he heard my plea for a ballad and then decided to play with my head. They announced his song choice and I went "Squeeee!". Then he ruined it. The vocal was good, but the song was almost unrecognizable. I hate it when people do that to perfectly beautiful melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina - "Love Child" - Probably the most forgettable performance of the evening. The whole thing just lacked energy. However, she did "pronouciate" it well, per Miss Ross' instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanjaya - "Ain't' No Mountain" - If this performance wasn't enough to take him out of the competition, I don't know what will be. It was so unbelievably like a high school talent show. I'm pretty sure he was mostly in tune, but I can't be positive because I couldn't hear him through most of it. He has so little power and presence that he just sort of faded into the background vocals and the band. Note to Sanjaya: Stop with the hair already. You've got lots. We get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley - "Missing You" - Poor kid was forced to sing a Diva song this week. Surprisingly, she managed to pick one she could handle. When she wasn't busy forgetting the words, she sounded quite nice. Also, I though she handled herself quite well in front of the judges, given the reaming she assumed they would give her. Note to Haley: Lose that dress. Why would you ever put your ass in a bubble on national television?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil - "I'm Going To Make You Love Me" - It's nice to be noticed. Phil seems to have read my humble advice from last week and taken it to heart. What do you know...the beginning of this song didn't suck. The rest sounded pretty OK as well. Still not terribly distinctive, but otherwise strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaKisha - "God Bless the Child" - I wasn't as enthused about this performance as I though I would be. It didn't sound bad at all, but I think she over sang it a bit. I have fond memories of Bailey on Grey's Anatomy singing a very soft, tender version into the phone in an effort to comfort her baby from afar. She may have ruined me for any other interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie - "Love Hangover" - This week was one of her better, more engaging performances as far as I'm concerned.  The judges blasted her for not singing the "good part" of the song, but since I don't know the song, to hell with them.  She sounded good, as always, but the biggest difference was her stage presence.  She was flirty and powerful and fun.  Note to Stephanie:  You looked awesome.  Your dress was very flattering and a great nod to the disco era without going over the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake - "Keep Me Hangin' On" - Very disappointing.  He, like Chris S., tried to make this classic more modern and it just ended up a big ol' mess.  I applaud the effort, but not the outcome.  The vocals were also uncharacteristically weak.   On the more positive side, he sold the hell out of it.  So much so, that I wasn't even sure I didn't like it at first.  I had to go back and listen without watching to confirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris R. - "The Boss" - This performance did not improve my opinion of his talent in any way.  Nasal and bobbleheaded, again.  Still. His ability to schmooze with the audience can't distract me from the fact that he doesn't sing very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan - "If We Hold On Together" - Everything about this performance was just lovely.  The tone, the tender parts, the power vocals, everything.  I love her more each week.  Note to Jordan:  Can I have that dress? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should go home:  Sanjaya.  Two different contestants FORGOT THEIR WORDS, and he was still worse than they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will go home: Haley.  With Brandon and either Sanjaya or Chris S. filling out the bottom three.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-8914163050391695673?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/8914163050391695673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=8914163050391695673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8914163050391695673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8914163050391695673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol-talk-diva-day.html' title='American Idol Talk: D(iva) Day'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-8302070995323675839</id><published>2007-03-10T00:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T00:46:46.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Talk:  2/4 Again...Whatever</title><content type='html'>Since I'm quite late in posting this, you probably already know that Antonella, Sabrina, Jarred and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sundance&lt;/span&gt; got the boot this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, I'm neither terribly surprised or terribly dismayed. Of course, I'm wildly happy to see Antonella go, and reasonably pleased about Jarred's departure. Both were out of their respective leagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I do think Haley is in over her head, Simon was awfully mean to the kid and that's always good for some sympathy votes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oooh&lt;/span&gt;, there's a plan. Maybe the judges will be super sticky sweet to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sanjaya&lt;/span&gt; next week and America will take the bait and STOP VOTING FOR HIM ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although I'm not overly disappointed that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sundance&lt;/span&gt; is gone, I'm a little surprised at how much I don't really care. I started off really liking him, but he never delivered the goods in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt; manner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-8302070995323675839?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/8302070995323675839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=8302070995323675839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8302070995323675839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8302070995323675839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol-talk-24-againwhatever.html' title='American Idol Talk:  2/4 Again...Whatever'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-485169291203743027</id><published>2007-03-08T00:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T01:24:59.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Talk: Girls Rule, Boys Drool</title><content type='html'>Which week is this? Top 16? Coulda fooled me. This week sounded suspiciously like the top 24. Generally, the guys sucked and the girls were pretty good with a few standouts. I think Paula was being generous when she said only 4 guys deserved to be in the top 12. By the way, is it just me or did Paula change her prescriptions somehow? Did she take something different? Stop taking something? Take everything all at once? She seemed especially coherent the last two nights. It's scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Boys:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake - All Mixed Up (311) - Once again, Blake manages to pick a song I've never heard before by a band I've never heard of. And once again, I don't mind a bit. He's got a surprisingly pleasant voice, with a nicer lower register than I realized. I would love it if he would stop with the beatboxing though and just sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanjaya - Waiting on the World to Change (John Mayer) - I just don't know what to say about this kid anymore without being really mean (a little mean? I can live with that), which he doesn't deserve. It was closer to being in tune than ever before? He seemed to &lt;em&gt;try &lt;/em&gt;to inject some life into the performance? For me, it was still very, very bad. He just doesn't have any energy. If this kid gets any more mellow, he's going to melt into a big puddle of goo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundance - Jeremy (Pearl Jam) - Pretty soon he's going to make me stop liking him. I'm not a Pearl Jam fan, so I can't really compare this to the original. G. said it wasn't that bad, but all I could hear was yelling. How do you yell and mumble at the same time. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarred - If You Really Love Me (Stevie Wonder) - Could this guy get any more predictable? However, I do have to give him points for being generally in tune. At the risk of sounding like Simon, I feel like I could hear this exact same performance from any decent wedding singer in the country. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris R. - Tonight I Want To Cry (Keith Urban) - Good and bad ran right smack into one another with this performance. The good: He sang something with an actual melody that allowed us to really hear his voice. The bad: his voice. Just as nasal as ever, and flat throughout. I don't get what the judges see in this kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil - I Need You (LeAnn Rimes) - Once again, Phil proves that he can't start a song well. It was really rough. Once again, Phil proves that once he gets going, he's got a decent voice. I think it's more a matter of learning to support his voice even when he's singing softly. It's easier to have good breath support when you are belting a note. The difficulty is learning to have the same control when singing quietly. Hopefully, he'll get a chance to learn this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon - I Just Want To Celebrate (Rare Earth) - It was upbeat and fun and he still sounds like a 14 year old boy who has yet to hit puberty. I want his voice to match his looks. I keep expecting a fuller, richer sound to exit his mouth and every week it doesn't happen. How old is Brandon? Maybe he can come back and try again after he starts shaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris S. - Wanna Be Loved (DC Talk) - What is with all of these songs I don't know? Best vocal of the night by a long shot. This is the type of voice I want Brandon to grow. A man's voice. I would love for him to sing a great ballad so I could swoon a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan - Heartbreaker (Pat Benetar) - Why don't more people sing Pat Benetar on this show? Anyway, Jordan is just adorable and it's really hard to say anything negative about her performance. She's very polished and she's almost always in tune. I liked it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina - Don't Let Go (I have no idea?) - I can't deny that the girl's got a powerful voice. I'd actually like her not to use next time she sings. I want to see if she can. The screamy was back in full force tonight and it's starting to wear on me a bit. She's a good performer, though and I want to like her more than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonella - Put Your Records On (Corrine Bailey Ray) - This was possibly the best Antonella has ever sounded. Much, much better than previous weeks. That ain't saying much considering how terrible she's been in weeks previous. Her higher register is sometimes really quite nice, but she refuses to stay in it. Also, she has absolutely no stage presence. She's gone farther than she should have and needs to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley - If My Heart Had Wings (Faith Hill) - Possibly the dumbest contestant ever. I don't understand her obsessive need to sing songs that have already been sung by some of the best voices in the industry. She's not a bad singer and she didn't sound terrible tonight. Just completely out of her league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie - ???? (????) - I don't know why she continues to not impress me, but she does. She was about half way through her song when I realized I wasn't listening anymore.  At one point, Simon mentioned "LaKisha, Melinda and Stephanie" and G. and I both said "Stephanie who? I don't think there's anyone named Stephanie left." Oops. She's clearly a talented singer and a good performer, but everything she sings sounds the same to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaKisha - I Have Nothing (Whitney Houston) - Remember all that I said about not singing songs by the Divas.  LaKisha needs to come over here and smack me.  She can sing anything she damn well pleases.  This was a lovely, strong vocal accompanied by an emotional performance.  Loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina - Call Me When You're Sober (Evanescence) - I like that Gina was back to singing the songs she loves and clearly feels comfortable with.  It's not my favorite genre of music, but she sounded pretty good and was obviously having some fun.  Good for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda - I'm A Woman (???) - Cute, meek little Melinda vamped it up tonight in fine form.  Looked great, sounded great.  She's proven she has power, versatility and great presence (I almost typed mad skillz, but then I remembered who I am).  I love everything about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who should go home:  Sanjaya, Brandon, Antonella and Haley.&lt;br /&gt;Who will go home: Jarred, Phil, Antonella and Haley.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-485169291203743027?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/485169291203743027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=485169291203743027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/485169291203743027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/485169291203743027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol-talk-girls-rule-boys.html' title='American Idol Talk: Girls Rule, Boys Drool'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-5421738457994021842</id><published>2007-03-06T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T01:21:18.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Sick Puppy</title><content type='html'>Tell me what to do. I know a bunch of you are dog lovers and I need your advice and help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;****Graphic icky dog poop post ahead. The squeamish should just &lt;a href="http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2007/01/patty_o_furnitu.html"&gt;click away now. &lt;/a&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody good? OK. Don't say you weren't warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last fall, Greta, our German Shorthaired Pointer, got very ill, very quickly. She's always had a bit of delicate intestinal tract, so diarrhea isn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; uncommon for her. We tend to watch her potty habits pretty carefully and act quickly when there is problem because she also tends to get dehydrated quickly. This time the problem developed, literally, overnight. Greg woke up to an awful smell and found her in the living room with blood coming out her ass. We rushed her to the e-vet who practically scared the shit out of &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt; (pun intended) with a &lt;a href="http://www.sniksnak.com/doghealth/hge.html"&gt;hemorrhagic gastroenteritis&lt;/a&gt; (or &lt;a href="http://www.vetinfo.com/dencyclopedia/dehge.html"&gt;HGE&lt;/a&gt;) diagnosis. Later that day, our vet said no, it was &lt;a href="http://www.peteducation.com/article.cfm?cls=2&amp;cat=1622&amp;amp;articleid=727"&gt;coccidia&lt;/a&gt;. Two weeks, 2 days of IV fluids and antibiotics, 3 prescriptions and close to $1000 dollars later, we finally had it cleared up. Then, of course, Ollie had it. He of the iron constitution, was better in about 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, they've both been fine. So imagine our surprise when Greta's routine stool sample came back positive for coccidia &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; on Saturday. Luckily, we caught this round before she really became symptomatic. Since it's highly contagious between dogs, we started them both on oral meds right away. They'll both be fine so I'm not worried about that. It's the recurrence that bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our best theory is that she's eating rabbit poop out in the yard. Our neighborhood is lousy with rabbits and they come in and out of our chain link fenced yard at will. Our vet suggested we spray the entire yard with a bleach solution to kill the coccidia, I'm pretty sure that would just kill off the current infestation and our grass. We obviously are having very little luck getting her to stop snacking, and I don't think a "Don't Shit Here" sign is going to be terribly persuasive to the rabbits. Our only other viable solution seems to be to keep the little buggers out of the yard. How in the hell do you do that? We're going to try chicken wire around the bottom foot or two of the fence (I'm sure our neighbors will love us for this), but other than that, I'm at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else ever encountered this problem? What did you do? Is there something we could spray on the yard that would 1) be safe for the dogs, 2) be safe for the grass and 3) be distasteful to the bunnies? Is a barrier the right plan? Should we just say fuck it and unroll the AstroTurf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need ideas here people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you've made it through the grossfest, click &lt;a href="http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/2007/01/anipals_in_a_mo.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for your reward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-5421738457994021842?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/5421738457994021842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=5421738457994021842' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/5421738457994021842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/5421738457994021842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-sick-puppy.html' title='One Sick Puppy'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-5388122855958396066</id><published>2007-03-02T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T22:08:02.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol Results: 2/4 But I Would Rather Be More Wrong</title><content type='html'>Say Goodbye to Nick, Alaina, AJ and Leslie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was right about Nick and Alaina, I was way off on the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the point of voting for people who can't sing in a singing competition.  Do the folks that voted for Sanjaya and Antonella not have ears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that Sanjaya has the adorable puppy dog thing going for him, and in an adorable puppy dog look-a-like contest, he'd be the hands-down winner.  I'd even vote for him there.  But to choose him over AJ, who was really very good and quite likable this week, is just ludicrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, there are other forces at work keeping Antonella in this show.  Maybe the boys are scared that if she goes away, so will the sleazy pictures?  If that's the case then listen up fellas.   Porn is not that hard to find.  Most newsstands carry one magazine or the other, it's all over cable, and a simple Google search will get you all you will ever need or want.  Just stop torturing the rest of us, would ya'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-5388122855958396066?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/5388122855958396066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=5388122855958396066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/5388122855958396066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/5388122855958396066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/03/idol-results-24-but-i-would-rather-be.html' title='Idol Results: 2/4 But I Would Rather Be More Wrong'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-26562823452572606</id><published>2007-02-28T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T00:14:43.259-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol Talk: Thank God for Better</title><content type='html'>Apparently, the boys got the snot scared out of them last week and decided that they would like to appear in the last six episodes of the show after all. Huge improvements, almost across the board. Almost, but we'll get to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls, on the other hand, were a bit of a mixed bag this week. A few were superb, while others fell painfully short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On with the reviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boys:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil - "Missing You" - I really like Phil and I really like the tone of his voice. He avoided the weak start he usually has and finished fairly strong. But like Simon, I'm not sure his voice is distinctive enough to make him a star. And I'm not sure that there's anything he can do about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared - "Let's Get It On" - His singing was SO much better than last week, so I was really quite pleasantly surprised. I think he overcompensated for last week's snooze fest in this performance, and in doing so might get a kickback from the Wisconsin cheese industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJ - "Feeling Good" - I like this song. I like the Nina Simone version, and I even like the Michael Buble version. AJ sounded like neither...in a good way. He did some interesting things with the arrangement and aside from a couple of minor pitch issues, it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanjaya - "Stepping Out" - Bad. Just very bad. The MJ outfit, the high school show choir dance steps, the much too mellow interpretation, the utter and complete lack of modulation. All bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris S. - "Trouble" - I didn't know this song, which usually makes it difficult for me to like a performance, but not in this case. Loved it. He may have the best male voice of the season. Rich and powerful and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick - "Fever" - I like this song, too. His voice was a good fit for this song, and he managed to avoid cheesing it up, but I'm a little worried that it's not suited for many other genres. We may never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake - "Virtual Insanity" - I didn't like this song, but I can appreciate the technical skill required to sing it well, which Blake seems to have in abundance. Loved the high note in the middle of his scat and would love to see him tackle a real jazz standard that called for a great scat in the middle of some quality singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon - "Time After Time" - Gotta give the boy credit for quick thinking. When he realized that Jarred had apparently lost his sponsorship from Serta, he jumped right in to take over. I don't understand how the judges failed to note that he was also about a half a note flat the entire song. It was painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris R. - "Geek In The Pink" - I don't know this one either and the title sounds like it might be a wee bit pornographic, doesn't it? I still don't know if it is or not because I couldn't understand a word the kid sang. I have to say it was much less nasal and bobbleheaded than last week, which can only be a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundance - "Mustang Sally" - There's the Sundance I've been waiting for. What the hell took him so long to show up? It was upbeat and fun and sounded really good. Now that he has gotten over his stage fright, he could be a real factor in this competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Girls:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina - "Alone" - Girl's got game. Ann or Nancy Wilson has a terrific voice (I can never remember which one sings and which one married the director) and it requires no small amount of guts to take on a song that powerful. I applaud the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alaina - "I'm Not Ready To Make Nice" - Very meh. She's a very pretty Jennifer Anniston look-a-like with a very thin, weak voice. It started out not sounding terrible and I don't know how it turned out. I couldn't hear her over the band and the background singers. She couldn't even hear herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LaKisha - "Midnight Train to Georgia" - Not being heard is definitely not a problem for LaKisha. She's got a big, powerful voice and she knows how to use it. I would love to hear her on something a little more modern next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda - "My Funny Valentine" - Wow. Wonderful phrasing, lots of emotion, fab vocals. This is a tough song to sing and it's been sung by a lot of great singers, Melinda now included. One note, I do wish she would dress less like she's attending a board meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonella - "Because You Loved Me" - Please. If Aerosmith was "too big" for her, Celine Dion must be a great choice, right? It was better than last week but still not even close to good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan - "Who Is That Girl I See" - She got off to a shaky start, but finished up strong. She's got a lovely voice, good performance skills and seems very sweet. Definitely one to watch because I'm still not sure she's picked just the right song. When she does, watch out. And, I covet that dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie - "Dangerously In Love" - She's got some powerhouse vocals but I continue to dislike her song choices. For whatever reason, and in all fairness I can't put my finger on why, she just hasn't wowed me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie - "Feeling Good" - I really like her smokey, husky sound, but this was not her best showing. She, luckily, did a completely different, jazzier arrangement than AJ including  A Capella intro and slightly awkward jazz scat near the end. She's just not a belter, which is what this show and it's audience mostly want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley - "Queen of the Night" - Queen of the Stupid Song Choice is more like it.  She's got a sweet, clear voice and insists on singing songs that are completely unsuited for her.  Why on earth, after being told not to take on the Divas, would she pull out the Whitney?  I don't hate her voice, but the girl has no sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina - "All The Man That I Need" - Poor Haley will suffer in comparison even more, since Sabrina really does have the vocals to tackle Whitney Houston.  Really nice.  A little bit screamy towards the end, but otherwise nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Predictions:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon and Nick are headed home.  I stick my neck out and say Sanjaya, but he seems to have the "Chicken Little" factor working for him and will probably stick around one more week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonella and Alaina - I don't think America can completely ignore the weak vocals again.  At least I hope not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-26562823452572606?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/26562823452572606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=26562823452572606' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/26562823452572606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/26562823452572606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/02/idol-talk-thank-god-for-better.html' title='Idol Talk: Thank God for Better'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-8585551146024262209</id><published>2007-02-22T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:35:01.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't Have Been More Wrong</title><content type='html'>So far, I'm 0/4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudy - I can live with this. His vocals were really alright, but I can stand not looking at him twitch anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul - Sorry to see him leave so early. He didn't sound great, but he didn't sound awful either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither one was nearly as bad as Sanjaya or nearly as boring as Jarred. I have to think America just couldn't stand the thought of Sanjaya crying. Oh wait, he did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy - I didn't think she sang poorly, just without a lot of presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole - As much as I really didn't care for last night's performance (too screechy), she does have a very powerful voice.  I would have liked to see her go further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Alaina and Amy were almost interchangeable, I can't believe Antonella was spared.  Her performance was terribly out of tune and meek.  She's a very pretty girl and her early exposure must have played a part in the voting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-8585551146024262209?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/8585551146024262209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=8585551146024262209' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8585551146024262209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/8585551146024262209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/02/couldnt-have-been-more-wrong.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Have Been More Wrong'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-5776313450311426265</id><published>2007-02-22T01:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:05:07.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AI - The top? 24</title><content type='html'>Let's talk Idol folks. The sixth season is now well underway and other than my husband, none of my close friends outside of the computer watch this show. I have to have somebody to dish with. Every week, I'm going to try to give the down and dirty of how I thought the performances went and a prediction of who's going to get the boot. I'll try to post other stuff too, but really, from January to May, does anything else really happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Boys&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, underwhelming with a few bright spots. They've got their work cut out for them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudy - his voice was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, but can anyone say manic? Very cheesy and off-putting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;. He looks good and sounds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, but mostly I'm not impressed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sundance&lt;/span&gt; - ouch. That really, really wasn't good. Which is really unfortunate because he showed such a wonderful, rich voice in auditions. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nerves&lt;/span&gt; are still getting to him. I still have hope that he will pull it together and wow us someday soon. Either that, or he will continue to choke and prove himself to be the world's best shower singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul - Loved the song, but his rendition? Out of tune and just weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris R. - I just couldn't get over all the nasal. And the bobbing. Hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick - The boy is good looking and he has a decent voice. It's wasn't a horrible song for him. I'm not sure what went wrong here, but it was really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake - He can sing!! Really well!!! Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sanjaya&lt;/span&gt; - He's quite adorable, but way, way out of his league. I like him, but that was just terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris S. - Love his voice. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarred - who? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;zzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; - remember John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Leguizamo&lt;/span&gt; in the movie about the drag queens? That's all I could think about during his performance. He didn't sound awful and he looked really happy to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil - I really want to like him and the start of this performance had me really worried. Very rough. But then? He pulled his shit together and SANG! Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Ladies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, much more impressive. Only a couple of cringe worthy performances here. Several really great ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie - not too shabby. Nice voice, pretty girl, good performer. She didn't wow me though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy - again with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie - She had more of an edge than I would have thought. I liked her and I think she'll improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina - I didn't care for the song, but the girl has pipes! Her curls were making me dizzy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonella - again with the ouch. Every single note was out of tune and her lack of performance experience really showed. Very painful. Also, she just looked stunned and bewildered that the judges weren't fawning over her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Blech&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan - wrong song, but I can't imagine anyone doing anything better with it. She is one to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole - everything about that was weird. Her facial expressions, the song, just...everything. I'd like to hear her sing something less &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Chaka&lt;/span&gt; Khan. I'm not sure I'd like it, but I'm interested enough to keep watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley - Sweet, clear voice, which I liked. Very bad song choice. Don't do Celine if you can't out-do Celine. That's all I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda - My god she's adorable. And she has a hell of a voice. And stage experience. And did I mention the adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Alaina&lt;/span&gt; - breathy and out of tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina - I liked it. Remember what I said about Celine? Doesn't apply here. Mostly because I didn't even know that Celine had covered that Eric Carmen classic. She was a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pitchy&lt;/span&gt;, but I'm looking forward to hearing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LaKisha&lt;/span&gt; - Wow. Just wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Going Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sanjaya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;zzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Wha&lt;/span&gt;'? Oops, sorry I fell asleep typing his name. Jarred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if there is any justice in this world - Antonella and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Alaina&lt;/span&gt;. But if Antonella goes home, Simon needs to put himself in witness protection. Her dad looked, shall we say, well connected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-5776313450311426265?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/5776313450311426265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=5776313450311426265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/5776313450311426265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/5776313450311426265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/02/ai-top-24.html' title='AI - The top? 24'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-3229303697803862790</id><published>2007-02-09T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:21:52.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Like To Thank The Academy...</title><content type='html'>I've spent the last several months acting like there was a baby on the way. In fact, everyone I know who lives outside of the computer is convinced there will be an Annabelle at the end of this long road. We talk about when we travel, and when she gets here. They've seen me buying some baby clothes and they all seem to like the name we picked out. We've discussed some of the issues we learned while attending out waiting family meetings and in the adoption books I've read. They are convinced because I (we) convinced them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Oscar goes to...me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I never &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; belived it until last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029801421870219362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/Rc1xvoFUQGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EarOCqSUcBQ/s320/020207+CCAA+update.gif" border="0" /&gt; &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/20559200-3229303697803862790?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/3229303697803862790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=3229303697803862790' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/3229303697803862790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/3229303697803862790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/02/id-like-to-thank-academy.html' title='I&apos;d Like To Thank The Academy...'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/Rc1xvoFUQGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EarOCqSUcBQ/s72-c/020207+CCAA+update.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-117013467947009715</id><published>2007-01-29T23:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:52:48.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easing Back Into the Swing of Things</title><content type='html'>I really needed the break. Work, the holidays, and the wait were getting to me a bit more than I'd like to admit, and I was feeling overwhelmed by it all. Now that things have settled down a bit, and my head is a smidge clearer I really want to get back to blogging on at least a semi-regular basis. But, it's been so long I'm not sure I remember how this whole blogging thing works. So, I'm sticking the top portion of my big toe back in the shallowest end of the blogging waters with possibly the easiest meme ever. Melissa, the hostest with the mostest, over at &lt;a href="http://www.ourprojectnh.typepad.com/"&gt;Project Ni Hao &lt;/a&gt;tagged me with this one. If anyone is still reading and hasn't done this one yet, consider yourself "it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**************************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya' I didn't remember how to blog. I saved the above as a draft so I could go find the links I needed and then hit publish before I finished the post. Second verse, same as the first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Find the nearest book&lt;br /&gt;2) Open to page 123&lt;br /&gt;3) Type lines 6-8 of said book&lt;br /&gt;4) Tag three others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baby-Bargains-Furniture-Equipment-Maternity/dp/1889392197/sr=8-1/qid=1170135876/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-6151207-4515220?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books"&gt;Baby Bargins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Page 123 lands us smack in the middle of the handy-dandy chapter on bedding&lt;br /&gt;3) "See the picture at right for an example of the correct way to use a blanket. Finally, one mom wrote to tell us about a scary incident in her nursery"&lt;br /&gt;4) see above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to leave you in suspense about the scary nursery incident, but them's the rules. If you want to know how it all turned out, you'll just have to buy the book yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I need to get out more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-117013467947009715?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/117013467947009715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=117013467947009715' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/117013467947009715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/117013467947009715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/01/easing-back-into-swing-of-things.html' title='Easing Back Into the Swing of Things'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-116776124749542325</id><published>2007-01-02T12:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:07:27.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Nic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5063/2065/1600/408917/nicbday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5063/2065/400/612798/nicbday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-116776124749542325?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/116776124749542325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=116776124749542325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/116776124749542325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/116776124749542325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-nic.html' title='Happy Birthday Nic!'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-116279768015149045</id><published>2006-11-06T01:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T01:22:01.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, What He Said!</title><content type='html'>I only wish the democratic candidates would actually follow &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fyVBVWKAnE8"&gt;these &lt;/a&gt;rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-116279768015149045?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/116279768015149045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=116279768015149045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/116279768015149045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/116279768015149045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/11/yeah-what-he-said_06.html' title='Yeah, What He Said!'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-116227709945288101</id><published>2006-10-31T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:43:53.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funky Town</title><content type='html'>I've moved in, set up housekeeping, and I think I'm about to be elected mayor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have guessed, I am apparently the world's worst blogger. It's been over a month now, and I don't even have a decent excuse. I'm in a big funk right now, and just can't make myself do much of anything except watch Amazing Race re-runs. Funny, but not very productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the wait, and a bunch of other stuff as well. The wait for referrals from China, as you probably know, now threatens to go on for at least another year. It just doesn't seem possible that this adoption is ever going to happen. I know everyone says it will, but I can't help but think that the longer we have to wait, the better the chances that something will go wrong and everything will fall apart. Cheery, aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the little things weighing on me is the high probability that I will be out of town for a trial for pretty much all of January. In Tulsa. No offense to any of you in Tulsa (especially considering &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061030/ap_on_re_us/city_crime_list"&gt;today's news &lt;/a&gt;about my fair city. It's bullshit, but it's out there.), but I can think of things I'd rather be doing and places I'd rather be doing them. Mostly, I'm nervous about the trial and being away from home for so long. I'm also pretty sure it's going to screw up my entire Christmas season since I'll be in crazy prep mode for most of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lack of energy right now is also due to a round of bronchitis and a sinus infection for me (3 different antibiotics before they finally went away) and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coccidiahttp://"&gt;coccidia&lt;/a&gt; for both dogs. It's a disease mostly associated with puppies, so of course my 7 and 9 year old dogs came down with it. Why not? If you haven't dealt with this particular intestinal bug before, count yourself among the lucky. Despite what wikipedia says, it took close to a $1000 in emergency room visits, fluids, IV antibiotics and assorted medications to get them feeling pretty chipper again. I'm not sure how G. put up with the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More good news came our way when G.'s company decided to close up shop in this area with a whopping 3 days notice. Fuckers. We heard about from a friend who works for the competition before we heard about it from the company. He should have a really great position in a couple of months, but while we wait for that to come through he's working 2nd shift, which just throws our whole schedules out of whack. We don't see each other much unless I stay up way too late after he gets home. The new job can't come soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been trying pretty hard to not deal with the first anniversary of my dad's death, which is most likely going to bitchslap me but good come this Friday. We are still dealing with getting the house squared away and how to get my mom settled. And I really, really miss him. And I still really, really hate that he and Annabelle will never know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm all whined out I feel obligated to point out the one thing I have managed to do today. Hear that? I figured out how to add music to this little corner of my world and found some of my very favorite songs. Allison Krauss is amazing isn't she? &lt;em&gt;I Will &lt;/em&gt;is so sweet and gentle and exactly how I feel about Annabelle. The second song, Collin Raye's &lt;em&gt;Love Remains&lt;/em&gt;, was played during the candle lighting ceremony of our wedding. We used this because we wanted to honor the love and loyalty of our families. I just loved the idea (and still do) that our family would be built, in part, because of the foundation of love that we had been given by our parents.  And that one day, Annabelle's family would be built the same way.  Love and hope being passed on through the generations like that still makes me all misty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now. I seem to have rambled my way from funk to maudlin to complete marshmellowy sappiness. On that note (get it? note? I crack myself up sometimes), I really need to go to bed and get some rest to prepare for whatever emotion tomorrow should bring. I could really stand a little happy right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-116227709945288101?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/116227709945288101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=116227709945288101' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/116227709945288101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/116227709945288101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/10/funky-town.html' title='Funky Town'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-115860234022557479</id><published>2006-09-18T11:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:59:00.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to give a shout out to one of my new favorite bloggers, &lt;a href="http://thesingingbird.wordpress.com/"&gt;SBird&lt;/a&gt;, on this, her 40th birthday. Click on over, have a good read, and wish her well. How can you not like someone who comes up with this little gem of pre-adoptive parent artwork?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2490/2186/1600/SBIRD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-115860234022557479?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/115860234022557479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=115860234022557479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115860234022557479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115860234022557479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-115647023510246744</id><published>2006-08-24T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:04:43.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Before Pleasure</title><content type='html'>God, I can't believe it's been almost a month since I posted anything. I'm a bad, bad blogger. And as usual, I'll be using the "But I've been busy" excuse. Fortunately, this time, I have proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Business&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I got interested babywearing last year when several posters on &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/a-parents-china/"&gt;APC &lt;/a&gt;(read at your own risk, you've been warned) mentioned taking strollers to China for their newly adopted babies, which in my opinion is the height of silliness. I don't have tons of experience with strollers, but I've folded and unfolded a few in my day and let's face it, the best of them are heavy and awkward and cumbersome. And that's here at home. Why would you want to lug one literally half-way 'round the world? Surely, there were better options, thought I. Some other posters on APC mentioned &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2401298&amp;cp=2255983.2256186.2256191&amp;amp;parentPage=family"&gt;Snugglis&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2267520&amp;cp=2255983.2256186.2256191&amp;amp;parentPage=family"&gt;Baby Bjorns&lt;/a&gt;. So I started looking at these types of carriers at BRU, where the pickin's were slim and mostly &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2267517&amp;cp=2255983.2256186.2256191&amp;amp;parentPage=family"&gt;ugly&lt;/a&gt;. They also were expensive and only carried babies up to 20lbs or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally found &lt;a href="http://www.thebabywearer.com"&gt;www.thebabywearer.com&lt;/a&gt;, I was astounded at the huge variety of practical, beautiful options available for wearing babies and toddlers. And it occurred to that no one was telling the adoption community about these options and how babywearing could help adoptive parents bond with their children. This, I decided, would be my calling (and hopefully some extra money). So I researched, and sewed, and tried out a few designs, and pricked myself with needles (I've bled for you, people!), and sewed some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am pleased and proud to announce the launching of Family Tais Baby Carriers - Creating the Tais That Bond. If I haven't totally bored you by now, please go take a look at &lt;a href="http://www.FamilyTais.blogspot.com"&gt;www.FamilyTais.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. I'd love to know what you think. I know a blog isn't the ideal spot for my business, but until someone gloriously more educated in web page design that I comes along, it will have to do. If that someone is you, let's chat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pleasure&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The last month has been a fairly pleasant one. No horrible news and I occasionally even felt a little bit at peace with the &lt;a href="http://chinaadopttalk.com/"&gt;rumors and the extended wait for referral&lt;/a&gt;. I'm not sure why, but I'll take it. Anything is better than not sleeping and grinding my teeth while I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to go back to volunteering at the pet rescue, which I truly love. It's hard to think the world is a bad place when you've got arms full of puppies. Try it sometime and you'll see what I mean. I dare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful niece just started high school (ACK! She's 14? When the hell did that happen!?!) and it's been fun helping her do her back to school shopping and trying to soothe her nerves. She's a bright, athletic girl and a smart ass to boot. My sister and her husband have obviously done something right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've managed to start back at the gym, which while not exactly enjoyable, does make me feel a bit productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To completely counteract the workouts, G. and I had a fabulous dim sum lunch on Sunday &lt;a href="http://www.riverfronttimes.com/search/restaurants.php?oid=5195"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and tried several new things including fried taro puffs and a sesame seed sweet stuffed with lotus flower bean paste. And &lt;a href="http://atomicmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Atomic Mama &lt;/a&gt;will be pleased to note that I recognized the turnip cake as they wheeled it past my overstuffed self. I was too full to try it, but there will be a next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also scored some &lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLandingSignin.jsp?Uc=vzruxyr.2czjq4ln&amp;Uy=mzvh0m&amp;amp;Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&amp;Ux=0"&gt;really kick-ass adorable wallpaper border&lt;/a&gt; on eBay for a great price. I've been lusting after this paper for years so imagine my dismay at finding it discontinued when I finally got around to purchasing it. After it was delivered, I discovered that the tiger-striped guy exactly matches the copper on my hand-painted by moi kitchen back splash. It's decorating fate, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya I've been busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;edited to add: how funny is it that Blogger's dictionary doesn't recognize "blog" or "blogger"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-115647023510246744?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/115647023510246744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=115647023510246744' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115647023510246744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115647023510246744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/08/business-before-pleasure.html' title='Business Before Pleasure'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-115431696081653718</id><published>2006-07-30T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:16:55.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dogs Ate My Homework, Part 2  (ha, ha, get it? Ate?)</title><content type='html'>This one is for &lt;a href="http://rubyiscoming.blogspot.com/"&gt;RubyisComing&lt;/a&gt;, who following my meme, asked me to share my 5 favorite cookbooks. I really do have several hundred (counting all the grocery store pamphlet style ones, but not counting all the cooking magazines), so picking just 5 was hard. So hard, that I have to preface this by saying that these 5 are some of my favorites...right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many, I don't have the space to display them ALL all the time. I only wish I did. I have dreams of a custom kitchen with a huge island, just enough cabinets to store all my cooking utensils and food, and the walls lined with shelves and shelves and shelves of cookbooks. I dream of how I would organize them. By author? Nope, too many. By type of cuisine? Maybe, but then what to do with all the eclectic ones. And so on...and so on...and so on... God, I wish how to organize my cookbooks was my biggest worry. But it's fun to dream about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are five of my current favs with a recipe from each (&lt;em&gt;my comments in italics&lt;/em&gt;). Manga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0785388478/sr=1-4/qid=1154325157/ref=sr_1_4/002-4251866-5305617?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hershey's Classic Recipes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;A girl can never have too many chocolate recipes and these are, well, classics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hot Fudge pudding Cake&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;em&gt;this makes an ooey, gooey hot fudge sauce right in the pan. Why would you want to resist??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cups granulated sugar, divided&lt;br /&gt;1 cup all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup HERSHEY'S Cocoa, divided&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup butter or margarine, melted&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tsp vanilla extract &lt;em&gt;(or more, more vanilla never hurt anything!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1/2 cup packed light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cups hot water&lt;br /&gt;Whipped Topping &lt;em&gt;(or even better, real whipped cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat oven to 350. Stir together 3/4 cup granulated sugar, flour, 1/4 cup cocoa, baking powder and salt. Stir in milk, butter and vanilla. Beat until smooth. Pour batter into ungreased 9 inch square baking pan. Stir together remaining 1/2 granulated sugar, brown sugar, and remaining 1/4 cocoa. Sprinkle mixture evenly over better. Pour hot water over top. DO NOT STIR. Bake 35 - 40 minutes or until center is almost set. Let stand 15 minutes. Spoon into dessert dishes, spooning sauce from bottom of baking pan over top. Garnish with whipped topping &lt;em&gt;or whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0743236815/sr=1-1/qid=1154325364/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-4251866-5305617?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books"&gt;Cooking for Comfort&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, by Marian Burros - &lt;em&gt;These are recipes for the weekend. When you have time and really want to cook. They understand the soothing quality of making a meal by hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mushroom Barley Soup&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;em&gt;This soup is one of our favorites. It is hearty and rich and so worth the good mushrooms. I wish it were autumn so I could make it again. And it freezes really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup dried mushrooms, such as porcini&lt;br /&gt;1 cup hot water&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons oil&lt;br /&gt;1 medium onion, diced&lt;br /&gt;1 medium carrot, diced&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves garlic, minced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 pound white mushrooms, washed, trimmed, and coarsely cut&lt;br /&gt;1/2 pound shitake, cremini, portobello, or other fresh mushrooms, washed, trimmed and coarsely cut &lt;em&gt;(a mix of the all makes for wonderful texture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;1/2 cup pearled barley&lt;br /&gt;6 cups good quality beef broth or stock&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons dry sherry&lt;br /&gt;salt and freshly ground pepper, to taste&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon wine vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover the dried mushrooms with the hot water and set aside for 20 minutes. Drain, reserving the liquid, and finely chop the mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat the oil in a heavy-bottomed deep pot. Saute the onion and carrot in the oil over medium heat until the onion begins to color. Add the garlic and saute for 30 seconds. Add the fresh mushrooms and saute for about 5 minutes, until the mushrooms soften and begin to release their liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise the heat, add the barley and saute until it begins to color slightly. Add the broth and the sherry. Strain the mushroom soaking liquid through a fine strainer &lt;em&gt;(a coffee filter works just fine)&lt;/em&gt; and add to the pot along with the reconstituted mushrooms. Season with salt and pepper and simmer for about 40 minutes, until the barley is tender. Stir in the wine vinegar, adjust the seasonings and serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0375509178/sr=1-1/qid=1154325516/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-4251866-5305617?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shakespeare's Kitchen: Renaissance Recipes for the Contemporary Cook&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, by Francine Segan. &lt;em&gt;I haven't actually made anything from this one yet (it was a recent gift from G.), but it is so beautiful and different I had to include it. All of the recipes are based on actual Renaissance food, with lots of interesting side notes by the author. Although most of the ingredients are ones we see every day, the flavor combinations are not. It's fascinating (at least to me, but I'm a food dork.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Almond Saffron Chicken in Bread&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;em&gt;I wish you could see this picture. So lovely. Ooh, you can. It's the recipe on the cover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 saffron threads&lt;br /&gt;4 ounces almond oil&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg yolk&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp Dijon mustard&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons almond paste&lt;br /&gt;salt and freshly milled black pepper&lt;br /&gt;8 oz cooked chicken&lt;br /&gt;12 almonds, chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 cups finely chopped assorted fresh herbs and greens (sorrel, endive, flat-leaf parsley, baby spinach, mint, etc)&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp dried marjoram&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp dried sage&lt;br /&gt;pinch of cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp freshly ground nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup currants&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons ground pistachios&lt;br /&gt;1 round loaf of day old French sourdough country bread (about 10" in diameter)&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soak the saffron threads in the almond oil for 30 minutes. Combine the egg yolk and the mustard in a large bowl and slowly whisk in the almond oil until a mayonnaise forms. Whisk in the almond paste, season with salt and combine with chicken and almonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat over to 375. Cut a 4" circle in the top of the bread, remove the top circle of crust and scoop out the soft bread inside the loaf. Place the fresh herbs and greens, marjoram, sage, cinnamon, nutmeg, currants and pistachios in a bowl and mix well. Spread the herb mixture in an even layer in the bottom and up the sides of the bread bowl, reserving about 1/2 cup for the top. Spoon the chicken mixture over the herbs, completely filling the cavity. Spread the reserved herb mixture over the top and replace the top crust of the bread. Spread the butter on the bottom of the bread, wrap it tightly in aluminum foil and bake for 50 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1405401877/sr=1-1/qid=1154325653/ref=sr_1_1/002-4251866-5305617?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1000 Chocolate Baking and Dessert Recipes from Around the World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, by Parragon Publishing - &lt;em&gt;I know I already listed one chocolate cookbook. Sue me, sue me, what can you do me...(okay, I'm also a musical theatre dork)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Banana and Chocolate Chip Loaf&lt;/u&gt; - I&lt;em&gt; adore fresh banana bread, so when I found this recipe that added chocolate, I was in love. Plus, its an easy one to take to work for the endless birthday parties. I swear, I don't understand how the whole firm doesn't waddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 oz butter, softened, plus extra for greasing&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cups all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;scant 1 cup light brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 large ripe bananas, mashed&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;5 tablespoons boiling water&lt;br /&gt;1 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;whipped cream or butter to serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 325. Grease and flour the bottom and sides of a loaf pan. Sift the flour, baking soda, salt and cinnamon into a bowl and set aside. &lt;em&gt;(I rarely bother to sift)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place the butter and sugar in a bowl and beat together til light and fluffy. Beat in the bananas and then the eggs. Stir in the flour mixture, alternating it with the boiling water, until just combined. Stir in chocolate chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoon into prepared pan and smooth the top. Bake for 1 hour 10 minutes or until well risen, golden brown and firm to the touch. Let cool in pan for 30 minutes. Turn out to finish cooling. Serve in slices &lt;em&gt;(or huge chunks if you are me)&lt;/em&gt; with whipped cream or butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Internet&lt;/strong&gt; - Really. You can find a recipe (or 300) for almost anything you want. You can read reviews on them, the way other people tweaked them to suit, get ideas other dishes to go with, sources for the odd ingredients, and more. A couple of my favorite sites are &lt;a href="http://www.epicourious.com"&gt;www.epicourious.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.allrecipes.com"&gt;www.allrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt;. Both offer daily or weekly email newsletters, and more. No recipes for this one. Go find your own and report back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-115431696081653718?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/115431696081653718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=115431696081653718' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115431696081653718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115431696081653718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/07/dogs-ate-my-homework-part-2-ha-ha-get.html' title='The Dogs Ate My Homework, Part 2  (ha, ha, get it? Ate?)'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-115380344787887327</id><published>2006-07-24T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T23:39:47.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dogs Ate My Homework, Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://atomicmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Atomic Mama&lt;/a&gt;, that retaliatory bitch, took it upon herself to assign me some homework based on &lt;a href="http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/07/apparently-im-it.html"&gt;my last post&lt;/a&gt;. And although she claimed to hate being tagged for a meme, she not only completed the damn thing, she added new categories and then demanded that I dish out the answers retroactively. I'm pretty sure that goes against all the rules, regulations and ethical mores of the internet, but I'm afraid she might kick my ass if I don't comply. In true procrastinator's fashion (and due to &lt;a href="http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/ap/nation/4067962.html"&gt;major power outages in the area&lt;/a&gt;) I've managed to put off completing my homework in a timely manner. But the power, and our phones, and our a/c (oh god I love a/c!) are all back on, and I have no more excuses. I feel I must complete these before she smacks my hands with a ruler or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things I can do&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stay strong during a crisis. I may fall apart later, but I'm your girl for getting things done while all hell breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt;2. Match people and dogs. I'm really good at it. Very few of the pet adoptions I help arrange fall through. I love steering people towards a pet that is really going to fit in well in their home. I really love steering them away from a pet that I just know won't work out. And I'm usually able to do it in a such a way that they aren't even aware they've been steered.&lt;br /&gt;3. Kick butt at Trivial Pursuit. My brain is a deep well of useless knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bake. You should try my Black Forrest Cake. Really. It's positively evil (in a good way.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Be a good friend. I'm a great listener and I generally give good advice. I'll be honest with you and loyal to you. I've known my best friend A. since we were 3 years old, and love her like my sister. I don't have tons of close friends, but our circle is very close.&lt;br /&gt;6. Run a really well organized document production. It's a boring skill, but it's mine.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sew. It's a newfound talent and one that I'm proud of myself for learning. I'm hoping that one day, I can use it to help support my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things I say most often&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Oliver, get your ass in this house!&lt;br /&gt;2. Not so much (a la &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0103484/"&gt;Paul Buchman&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;3. Jackass.&lt;br /&gt;4. All righty, then.&lt;br /&gt;5. Go potty, Greta.&lt;br /&gt;6. Blech.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-115380344787887327?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/115380344787887327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=115380344787887327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115380344787887327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115380344787887327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/07/dogs-ate-my-homework-part-1.html' title='The Dogs Ate My Homework, Part 1'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-115216545516078960</id><published>2006-07-05T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T00:38:40.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently, I'm It</title><content type='html'>That's right, I've been tagged. Lassie, a very funny mom-to-be over at &lt;a href="http://eggsbenedictarnold.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eggs Benedict Arnold&lt;/a&gt;, got me. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things I'd like to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to China and bring my daughter home (this one may actually happen!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Have grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;3. Do a month long B&amp;B tour of Scotland and Ireland&lt;br /&gt;4. Go up in the Gateway Arch (How sad is it that I lived in the St. Louis area all my life and I've never been up?)&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to culinary school&lt;br /&gt;6. Go back to school and become a L&amp;amp;D nurse. I think I'd be really good at it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Star in a Broadway musical (so not going to happen, but a girl can dream can't she?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things I can't do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Deal with spiders in any way, shape or form&lt;br /&gt;2. Sky dive. I just don't get what would make folks willingly jump out of a perfectly good airplane.&lt;br /&gt;3. Math.&lt;br /&gt;4. Understand racism. Nothing about it makes sense to me, at all.&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat green peppers. Ick in a big way.&lt;br /&gt;6. Stop missing my dad. He died late last year and I think of things I want to tell him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;7. Play a musical instrument. I'm just not coordinated enough. I can carry a tune a bit, but I'm useless in front of a piano (or a violin, or a clarinet...believe me, I've tried.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things that attracted me to my husband:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. His silliness&lt;br /&gt;2. His ability to relate to kids (probably related to 1.)&lt;br /&gt;3. His family. They are wonderful and they have always been so easy to get along with. I really feel for those of you with IL issues.&lt;br /&gt;4. His willingness to try new things&lt;br /&gt;5. His hands (he used to be a massage therapist)&lt;br /&gt;6. His laugh (totally infectious)&lt;br /&gt;7. His sense of honor (he will always stand up for what's right. Always.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 books (or series of books) that I love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Outlander series by Diana Gabaldon, I'm on anxiously awaiting the #7. I have re-read them all numerous times.&lt;br /&gt;2. Any cookbook (I have several hundred)&lt;br /&gt;3. Love Story by Erich Segal&lt;br /&gt;4. Mrs. Mike by Benedict and Nancy Freeman&lt;br /&gt;5. Watchers by Dean Koontz (I cry every single time I read it.)&lt;br /&gt;6. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith&lt;br /&gt;7. Helter Skelter by Vincent Bugliosi (fascinating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Movies I'd watch over and over: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. When Harry Met Sally for the soundtrack if nothing else&lt;br /&gt;2. Deep Impact&lt;br /&gt;3. Steel Magnolias&lt;br /&gt;4. Charlotte's Web (again with the crying)&lt;br /&gt;5. Guys and Dolls&lt;br /&gt;6. 1776 (I'm late for my annual fix of this one)&lt;br /&gt;7. Serenity (I've recently discovered a deep love for Joss Wheedon and all that he touches (Buffy and Firefly to be specific.  I haven't caught Angel yet, but I'm sure I will.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 people I'd like to tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. AtomicMama at &lt;a href="http://atomicmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Atomic Ranch&lt;/a&gt; (who I'm sure I must be related to)&lt;br /&gt;2. Stephanie at &lt;a href="http://emmabug.typepad.com/emmabug/"&gt;Emma-Bug&lt;/a&gt; (even if you don't go to read her list, go to marvel at the cuteness of her new daughter)&lt;br /&gt;3. Karen at &lt;a href="http://thenakedovary.typepad.com/the_naked_ovary/"&gt;The Naked Ovary &lt;/a&gt;(She's an adoption blogging superstar. I'm sure she doesn't know I exist, but I lurve her anyway)&lt;br /&gt;4. Lisa at &lt;a href="http://tate-r-bug.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tate-R-Bug&lt;/a&gt; (waiting right along with me)&lt;br /&gt;5. Stacey who is &lt;a href="http://waitingidjb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Waiting for Ingrid&lt;/a&gt; (to come home from Guatemala)&lt;br /&gt;6. Tink at &lt;a href="http://flingpoo.typepad.com/"&gt;Fling-Poo &lt;/a&gt;(not what it sounds like)&lt;br /&gt;7. Julia at &lt;a href="http://julia.typepad.com/"&gt;Here Be Hippogriffs&lt;/a&gt; (who has possibly the most precocious 4 year old ever and from all accounts, cooks like a dream.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they're it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-115216545516078960?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/115216545516078960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=115216545516078960' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115216545516078960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115216545516078960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/07/apparently-im-it.html' title='Apparently, I&apos;m It'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-115051249696226461</id><published>2006-06-16T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:17:39.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursery Rhymes</title><content type='html'>I hate to subject you to such awful verse, but I was trying to come up with a title for a post about our nursery (or lack thereof) and I got stuck on this one. It simply requires bad poetry to be written in it's honor. Don't say you weren't warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we have room for a baby, I say&lt;br /&gt;I want her here now, but we're not ready today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are &lt;a href="http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/03/mama-crack.html"&gt;clothes in the closet&lt;/a&gt;, she's got something to wear,&lt;br /&gt;However, I don't see a place for a crib stuffed in there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/100_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/320/100_0841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally bought furniture, but it needs some work,&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for E-Bay, a great price is a perk! &lt;em&gt;(Isn't it all curvy, and girly and wonderful! Oops, I guess that doesn't really rhyme, does it? Sorry for breaking the flow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/100_0838.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/320/100_0838.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/100_0837.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="239" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/320/100_0837.0.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fabrics are purchased, so cute I could cry...&lt;br /&gt;Curtains, and crib quilts and bumpers! OH MY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/100_0854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/320/100_0854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog who lived here before us got paint on his paws.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to learn to refinish, just because &lt;em&gt;(they were too damned lazy wipe it up with a paper towel. Instead, they covered it up with incredibly ugly bright blue shag carpeting..damn, I forgot about that rhyming thing again. I couldn't help it, the way they screwed up this house is a whole 'nother post. Back to cutesy poetry now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/100_0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/320/100_0848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle's room is gonna be great&lt;br /&gt;But if I keep putting it off, we're gonna be late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-115051249696226461?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/115051249696226461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=115051249696226461' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115051249696226461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115051249696226461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/06/nursery-rhymes.html' title='Nursery Rhymes'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-115030677620340864</id><published>2006-06-14T11:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T11:39:36.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments Welcome!</title><content type='html'>I had no idea my comments section was set to members only.  It's fixed now.  I hope you all didn't think I didn't want to chat, I love reading what you have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-115030677620340864?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/115030677620340864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=115030677620340864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115030677620340864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115030677620340864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/06/comments-welcome.html' title='Comments Welcome!'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-115026390226199554</id><published>2006-06-13T23:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T23:45:02.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name Game</title><content type='html'>We can finally check this "to do" off our list. One other thing G. and I accomplished during our week long anniversary celebration was to finally pick a name for this kid. Since I am a bit of a name trend watcher (stalker) I've had several names in mind for lots of years. Also, G. and I like the same sorts of names: feminine, traditional, classic. I blithely assumed that this would be an easy task. One year and hundreds of name options later, we managed to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were thinking Grace, Rose, or Claire which are all lovely names. We were having trouble finding middle names other than Elizabeth to go with any of them. No offense to the Elizabeths of the world, it just wasn't for us. While pouring over the other middle name options, a name I had never considered before popped into my brain. And it wouldn't go away. When I mentioned it to G. he got this look in his eyes that told me we'd hit the jackpot. We'd found the perfect name for our family. It's not too popular, it's not too out there, it's pretty and classic and we love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't wait to welcome Annabelle Grace into our home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-115026390226199554?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/115026390226199554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=115026390226199554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115026390226199554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/115026390226199554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/06/name-game.html' title='The Name Game'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114965631569453893</id><published>2006-06-06T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:12:58.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending Time with My Sweetie (and our new camera)</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, G. and I celebrated our 9th wedding anniversary. Ususally, we both take the week off and go somewhere to be by ourselves and relax. No where fancy most times (ever) but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year we did &lt;a href="http://www.branson.com/"&gt;Branson&lt;/a&gt; up big time and I was amazed at how great a time we had. We fished, we saw &lt;a href="http://www.showboatbransonbelle.com/"&gt;cheesy shows&lt;/a&gt;, we shopped, we spent two hours and 50 cents at the trout farm and had a blast. To this day, I still regret not getting video of thousands of fingerling trout doing the wave for a few pellets. We are easily amused, however. Can you believe I've lived in St. Louis all my life and had never been?? I know, I know, it's un-American. I've also never been anywhere Disney. That has got to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.eurekasprings.com/"&gt;Eureka Springs, Arkansas &lt;/a&gt;a few years ago, and it was gorgeous. The whole town is on the National Historic Register and most of the houses (and one McDonalds) have lots of gingerbread detailing and 7 authentic colors of paint. Easily amused, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, we drove to &lt;a href="http://www.gatlinburg.com/"&gt;Gatlinburg, TN &lt;/a&gt;and stayed in a mountainside cabin with one of the most &lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?Uc=vzruxyr.2rmb6757&amp;Uy=p40ngw&amp;amp;Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&amp;Ux=0&amp;amp;mode=fromshare&amp;conn_speed=1"&gt;beautiful views &lt;/a&gt;I've ever scene. It's a very touristy town with lots of silly stuff but we loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note the lack of our pictures of all the above places. We didn't own a non-disposible camera until this Christmas when a combination of refund checks and my mom helped us by &lt;a href="http://www.kodak.com/eknec/PageQuerier.jhtml?pq-path=9/19/7372/7391&amp;amp;pq-locale=en_US&amp;CMP=KNC-8P3E53373771"&gt;this beauty&lt;/a&gt;. It's more camera than I know what to do with, but I can learn, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, because we have no idea when we are traveling to China, we decided to save our vacation days and just goof off around town. Nine years after we were joined forever as a couple (minds out of the gutter, please), we went to a &lt;a href="http://barcelonatapas.com/"&gt;local tapas resturant &lt;/a&gt;and ate ourselves silly and drank way too many &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/recipes/recipe/0,1977,FOOD_9936_17225,00.html"&gt;mojitos&lt;/a&gt;. God, I love a good mojito. I'm pretty sure mojitos are like sex. Even when they are bad, they're still pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Friday, we splurged and took the whole day off work to go to the zoo. &lt;a href="http://www.stlzoo.org/"&gt;The St. Louis Zoo&lt;/a&gt;, by the way, is totally worth a visit when you're in town. It's one of the last free zoos in the country and it's really well run. Of course, they will nail you for parking, food, etc, but it is possible to go and have a great time for very little money. We love it! We took the new camera and took over 150 shots before its little battery gave out. Note to self, buy a spare. And for folks who don't no diddly about picture taking, I'd say we did all right. &lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?Uc=vzruxyr.804h2t7f&amp;amp;Uy=-gc88xk&amp;Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&amp;amp;Ux=0&amp;mode=fromshare&amp;amp;conn_speed=1"&gt;What do you think? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, we stopped and ate dinner at an Indian restaurant that overlooks the airport. Prawns Korma and Vindaloo, Nan stuffed with cherries, pistachios and I don't know what else and a Mango Lassi. Yum! If the camera hadn't already bit the dust, I would have shamelessly taken pictures of the food, too. I was on a roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we spent the morning at a &lt;a href="http://stlouis.missouri.org/citygov/soulardmarket/"&gt;local famer's market&lt;/a&gt; on the south side of the city. It's been there for years and though we rarely go, it's always fun to people watch. It really draws a pretty diverse crowd and the selection of food is amazing. One shop sells nothing but gourmet goodies and spices and we alway load up. Orange Chipoltle Pepper anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we took a drive to &lt;a href="http://www.centennialfarms.biz/"&gt;our favorite herb farm &lt;/a&gt;in Augusta. Herbs are the only plants I can keep alive with any consistancy. Benign neglect is my motto (I'll trust the CCAA to ignore that statement). We are now the proud owners of 3 kinds of mint (candy, pineapple, and oh my god chocolate!), basil, oregano, tarragon, lavendar, garlic chives, rosemary, marjoram, lemon balm, lemon verbena and my all-time favorite lemon thyme. Absolutely nothing smells better than lemon thyme. We cook with some of them, but mostly I just like to go out in the evenings and run my hands through them, stirring up the scents. Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no trip to Augusta would be complete without a stop at &lt;a href="http://www.montelle.com/"&gt;Montelle Winery&lt;/a&gt;. Even though we've tasted everything they make more than once before, we did it all again. I cannot say enough about their raspberry port when served with any variety of dark chocolate. You must get some. We took a bottle of peach out onto their terrace and relaxed while taking in the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I hated giving up our traditional anniversay vacation, but I've got to say, staying in town and taking in the local sights that we often overlook because we live here, was fabulous. It was great down time with the hubby and probably the last vacation we'll take before becoming parents, which made it that much sweeter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114965631569453893?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114965631569453893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114965631569453893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114965631569453893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114965631569453893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/06/spending-time-with-my-sweetie-and-our.html' title='Spending Time with My Sweetie (and our new camera)'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114947901195224660</id><published>2006-06-04T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:43:31.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical Difficulties</title><content type='html'>If there is anyone still checking in here, I apologize for the lengthy absence.   A couple of weeks ago my computer monitor, all 19" glorious, flat screen inches of it, went kaput.  Since on the clock blogging is frowned on at work, I've not been able to update.  We recently received a loner from G.'s very generous brother, which, while not beautiful, will do.  I've lots to tell you, but little time tonite as laundry duty calls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  In case you have an ACER monitor that suddenly resembles a black hole, their customer service # is 1-800-432-6200.  The what do if you are having problems section of their user's guide does not provide this helpful tidbit.  It only directs you to a website to register your monitor for repairs.  Not so useful when you CAN'T SEE THE FUCKING WEBSITE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114947901195224660?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114947901195224660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114947901195224660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114947901195224660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114947901195224660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/06/technical-difficulties.html' title='Technical Difficulties'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114724296328493344</id><published>2006-05-09T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T23:17:47.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorrow - Updated</title><content type='html'>I wish I knew her personally, but I only found her blog about a year ago. Her courage, her grace and her writing have changed my life. &lt;a href="http://cancerbaby.typepad.com/"&gt;Read every word.&lt;/a&gt; I miss her already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update - Jessica died this morning.  Peace to those who loved her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114724296328493344?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114724296328493344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114724296328493344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114724296328493344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114724296328493344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/05/sorrow-updated.html' title='Sorrow - Updated'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114602498675543410</id><published>2006-04-25T22:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:34:30.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless in St. Louis</title><content type='html'>I really wish this post related to some &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00000K3TP/002-7527727-4540040?v=glance&amp;n=130"&gt;fated romantic meeting&lt;/a&gt;, but alas, no. I can't sleep. Pretty much every night. Some of it's due to pain (shoulder, elbow, wrist, lower back), and I think some of it is &lt;a href="http://isorumors.blogspot.com/"&gt;adoption anxiety&lt;/a&gt;, but mostly, my brain will just not shut the hell off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had a little trouble sleeping but this is getting ridiculous. Generally, I wait til I'm so tired I'm drooping before I hit the sack, so I'll go right to sleep. Lately, not so much. When I finally go to bed, I lay there. And then I look at the clock. And then I lay there some more. And then I toss. And then I turn. And then I look at the clock. And then I squirm around some more. Finally after about an hour and half (and after waking G. up at least once) I go downstairs to the couch. Where I lay there. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of weeks it's been at least 4am before I get to sleep. The good news is that when I do sleep, I sleep like the dead. Alarm clocks and phones don't phase me. I hear them, I turn them off, and I stumble back into bed not realizing that I've silenced the only things in the house that have a chance in hell of waking me up in time to go to work. &lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/ShareLandingSignin.jsp?Uc=vzruxyr.50bq7rub&amp;amp;Uy=-ycvyem&amp;Upost_signin=Slideshow.jsp%3Fmode%3Dfromshare&amp;amp;Ux=0"&gt;These guys&lt;/a&gt; are only too happy that Mom is sleeping in. Bastards. Today, I didn't wake up until 10:30. Yeah, I'm supposed to be in at 9. Good thing they're not terribly observant. One of these days I'm going to get my ass fired for something stupid like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried everything I can think of. Advil, check. Benedryl, check. Wine, check. Hot bath, check. Hot tea, check. So far, the only thing that has really worked were a muscle relaxer and a pain pill (for the back issues). I went right to sleep, but then I have the same issues in the morning. I don't want a sleeping pill if it can be avoided for the same reasons. Last night, after about 2 hours, I actually tried counting sheep. #1 leapt nimbly over the picket fence. So did #2-#9. Poor #10 caught a hoof on the top rail and tumbled end over fluffy end down the hill. I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm screwed when I can't even clear my mind long enough to count 10 sheep without causing one of them serious bodily injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a girl to do? Any ideas that won't contribute to my &lt;a href="http://cache.consumerist.com/consumer/images/zombie-baby.jpg"&gt;zombie-like&lt;/a&gt; morning tendencies? Really folks, speak up. I need some help here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114602498675543410?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114602498675543410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114602498675543410' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114602498675543410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114602498675543410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/04/sleepless-in-st-louis.html' title='Sleepless in St. Louis'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114481924591781634</id><published>2006-04-11T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:20:46.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Keeps on Slipping (slipping, slipping) Into the Future</title><content type='html'>I couldn't get that one line of the song out of my head and I just had to share.   You're welcome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current wait times to referral are around 11-12 months from LID.  6 weeks down, only 46 more to go!  Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have really mixed emotions about this wait time.  Don't get me wrong, I want my baby and I want her now!  We would jump on a plane tomorrow with nothing but our passports and a smile (hey, it would make those security pat-downs at the airports SO much fun!) if we could.  But alas, the powers that be have other plans.  And frankly, so do I.  I have so many things to do in the next year to prepare for this baby that I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed.  Also, work is threatening to actually make me do...work! this summer in preparation for a mid-December, month-long, out of town trial.  So my time will shortly be even more limited in the baby prep arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last check we (I) still needed to do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) pick a name.  I doubt our daughter will appreciate having to fill out official forms as "her" or "she" even if we use her Chinese name as a middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) refinish 3 wood floors (we've never done this before), rip up old disgusting carpet and install new in one room, rip up disgusting old carpet and install Pergo in dining room (we've never done this before, either), install ceramic tile in no less than 3 rooms (take a guess at our tile laying experience, I dare ya!) All in the interest of never having to vaccum again (that, and keeping this kid from having hair balls.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) paint and furnish nursery.  This will probably involve the refinishing of several pieces of furniture because holy shit! nursery furniture is expensive.  But I've got a great crib picked out...either &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0007LRRS0/sr=8-1/qid=1144817259/ref=pd_bbs_1/104-2250639-3701560?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;v=glance"&gt;this one &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.dmart2000.com/mostcrbyst.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;.  Let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) collect and send fabric squares for a 100 good wishes quilt.  Have you heard about this?  In northern China, there is a tradition to make a "100 good wishes quilt" or Bai Jia Bei, to welcome a new baby.  Family and friends are invited to donate a square of cloth which are then sewn together into a quilt which then contains all of the luck, energy and good wishes of those who contributed.  It's a really lovely idea and though it promises to be a real pain in the ass, I'm game.  I love the idea of my daughter having something soft and fluffy that is physical, tangible evidence of how much everyone here wanted her with us.  If you are interested in swapping squares, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) learn more Mandarin.  G. and I took a very basic class this past fall, which hopefully will keep us from being completely rude travellers.  I really want to know a little more before we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) start a baby carrier business.  My sister and I are trying to launch a custom, hand-sewn baby carrier business.  I would love for this to take off enough to allow me to stay home with "her" or at least let me cut down to part time.  We've sold one so far!(to a wonderful and patient family whose also adopting from China through The Agency)  Anybody good at graphic design?  Anybody know how to design a website?  Anybody want a baby carrier? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)  buy baby stuff.  I've got the &lt;a href="http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/03/mama-crack.html"&gt;clothing part&lt;/a&gt; down, I think.  But the rest?  Really, no clue.  Diapers, bulb syringes (yuck!), car seats, Oh MY!  What are your favorite, can't live without them products?  What were the biggest wastes of time and money?  Please be specific and remember, "she" will not be a newborn.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) learn how to take care of a baby.  I never babysat a lot, and it's been many, many years since I was around little ones very often.  Feeding, changing, sleeping, etc...it can't be THAT hard can it????  Please tell me we will figure this out and not scar "her" for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody know how to add about 8 more hours to the day???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114481924591781634?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114481924591781634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114481924591781634' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114481924591781634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114481924591781634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-keeps-on-slipping-slipping.html' title='Time Keeps on Slipping (slipping, slipping) Into the Future'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114370007347342197</id><published>2006-03-30T00:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T00:27:53.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thief</title><content type='html'>I am pathetically boring.  Really, nothing is even remotely resembling exciting is going on right now.  I have lots of semi-interesting posts running around in my head, but apparently I'm too lazy to do anything about any of them.  Therefore, for your entertainment, I swiped the following from &lt;a href="http://http://zia.blogs.com/wastedbirthcontrol/"&gt;Cecily&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever? Game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken a picture naked?  Have you lost your mind?!?&lt;br /&gt;Made out with a member of the same sex? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Danced in front of your mirror? Of course.&lt;br /&gt;Told a lie? Never to G., but yes.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten in a car with people you just met? 110 down the highway, in full Rocky Horror duds...&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight?  Nope.  Probably a good thing. I would have gotten my ass kicked, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? Um, yeah. Hasn't everyone?&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested? Nyet.&lt;br /&gt;Left your house without telling your parents?  Nope.  I've snuck out of other people's houses without telling my parents, though.  Does that count?&lt;br /&gt;Ditched school to do something more fun? Once in high school.  I was boring even then.  But when college rolled around, I was a skipping machine.&lt;br /&gt;Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? Yes. And I'm not telling.&lt;br /&gt;Seen someone die? No.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a picture? Yes.  When I was eight I owned a full length poster of Shawn Cassidy.  God, he was cute!&lt;br /&gt;Slept in until 3? see answer to ditching school question&lt;br /&gt;Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? Not often enough&lt;br /&gt;Played dress up? Sure. see answer to getting in a car with strangers.&lt;br /&gt;Felt an earthquake? Nope.  I never know we've had a tremor until I hear it on the news.&lt;br /&gt;Touched a snake? Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Ran a red light? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Had detention? Nope.  Again, I was goody-two shoes in high school&lt;br /&gt;Been in a car accident? a few fender-benders.  Nothing really serious.&lt;br /&gt;Pole danced? God, I can't even imagine the embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;Been lost? In most ways.&lt;br /&gt;Sang karaoke? A couple of times.  But it takes a lot of margarita's to get me there.&lt;br /&gt;Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? see answer to karaoke question.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?  Making wine come out my nose is actually a goal of a friend of mine on our twice yearly winery trips.  They are almost always successful.  By the way, it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Caught a snowflake on your tongue? Can't wait to do it again with my daughter&lt;br /&gt;Kissed in the rain? Once or twice&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the shower? All the damn time&lt;br /&gt;Got your tongue stuck to a pole? Hell no!&lt;br /&gt;Ever gone to school partially naked? No, but I went to work once and was there about an  hour before I realized I'd forgotten to put on a bra that morning.  Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Sat on a roof top? Yeah, but I didn't enjoy it.  I'm scared of heights&lt;br /&gt;Played chicken? Not by choice.  Again, see answer to car with strangers question.&lt;br /&gt;Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been told you’re hot by a complete stranger? Not lately.  Got whistled at by a guy when I was 12 though. &lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone? A toe.&lt;br /&gt;Mooned/flashed someone? Yes. Strip Monopoly. That's all I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten someone’s name? Actually, I'm really good at names.&lt;br /&gt;Slept naked? Every night&lt;br /&gt;Blacked out from drinking? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Played a prank on someone? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like killing someone? Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Made a parent cry? I have no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;Cried over someone? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Had sex more than 10 times in a weekend?  Nope. &lt;br /&gt;Had/Have a dog? Let's count.  Cindy (collie) as a kid.  Freckles (english setter mix) til I was 18.  Homer and Megan (labs) til just a few years ago, Ollie (brittany) and Greta (german shorthaired pointer) now.&lt;br /&gt;Been in a band? Nope.  But I used to sing with a local Sweet Adelines chapter.  We were great!&lt;br /&gt;Drank 25 sodas in a day? Lord I don't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114370007347342197?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114370007347342197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114370007347342197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114370007347342197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114370007347342197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/03/thief.html' title='Thief'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114257886873910029</id><published>2006-03-17T00:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T01:01:08.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That Last Post Took Me 3 Freakin' Days To Coordinate</title><content type='html'>Blogger really needs to let me post more than 5 pics at a time.  I'm just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114257886873910029?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114257886873910029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114257886873910029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114257886873910029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114257886873910029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/03/that-last-post-took-me-3-freakin-days.html' title='That Last Post Took Me 3 Freakin&apos; Days To Coordinate'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114248930019154234</id><published>2006-03-15T23:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T00:59:01.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Crack</title><content type='html'>I understand that admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery. I'm not sure I want to recover from this particular addiction, but since my credit card has started hanging out at the local mall whispering "Hey buddy, got any of the good stuff?" to total strangers, I guess I need to try.  Here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. My name is Dee and I'm a baby girl clothes addict. I always have been and I suspect I always will be. Years ago, I bought baby clothes when there was no baby in sight. Nobody in my family had a little girl right then, and I didn't know anyone who was about to have a little girl. The dress in question was just too cute for some little girl I would someday know, not to own it. I saved it til one of G. nieces had a daughter about 2 years later. I told you it was bad...don't say I didnt' warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever this adoption process has me ready to beat my head against a wall, I feel the need to shop. And not just any old shopping will do. It must be girl clothes. Luckily, the local Children's Place outlet and E-bay have been happy to enable me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may need an intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=vzruxyr.8249i20j&amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=qrgf2o" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&amp;Uc=vzruxyr.8249i20j&amp;amp;Uy=qrgf2o&amp;Ux=0"&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&amp;amp;Uc=vzruxyr.8249i20j&amp;Uy=qrgf2o&amp;amp;Ux=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=vzruxyr.8249i20j&amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=qrgf2o" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=vzruxyr.8249i20j&amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=qrgf2o" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=vzruxyr.8249i20j&amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=qrgf2o" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=vzruxyr.8249i20j&amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=qrgf2o" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114248930019154234?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114248930019154234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114248930019154234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114248930019154234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114248930019154234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/03/mama-crack.html' title='Mama Crack'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114196641985535922</id><published>2006-03-09T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T23:25:53.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Case Scenario</title><content type='html'>About 6 weeks ago, shortly after G. and I turned our dossier over to The Agency for submission to the CCAA in Bejing, we started trying to play guessing games about our referral. You'd think we'd know better by now, wouldn't you? I know its early, and nothing's predictible in adoption, but we were just guessing after all. What could it hurt? However, to estimate a referral you first have to have a Log In Date (LID). That is the day your dossier is officially received by the CCAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you remember, our dossier to China date (DTC) was 01/20/06. Generally, dossiers from clients of The Agency are logged in about 3 weeks after LID. Now, sometimes you don't find out for a few more weeks, but by then, part of your referral wait has already passed. And lately, they seemed to be coming more quickly. One friend, with a DTC of 12/02/05, not only had a 12/19/05 LID, but she found out about it before the end of the year. We were DTC just before Chinese New Year, so we knew that might add a few extra days since all of China parties like its 1999 for an entire week during CNY. Fine. No problem. Nothing we could do about it anyway, but no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We figured one of three things would happen:&lt;br /&gt;1) It Would Be Great, But Not Bloody Likely: The Agency's staff in Bejing translated that sucker faster than they had ever translated anything ever before and got it to the CCAA in record time. Even with the CNY slowdown, if we were really lucky we would have a LID of 02/03/06 or 02/10/06.&lt;br /&gt;2) This Is Your Best Bet: The Agency's staff in Bejing took an average time to translate and CCAA logged it in just as they normally would. It would be just like any other dossier they received for the last year or so. LID would be 02/17/06 or 02/24/06. CNY is a major holiday after all.&lt;br /&gt;3) The Absolute Worst Case Scenario: The Agency's staff in Bejing partied during CNY so hard they didn't realize the holiday was over and kept partying. When they finally came to, the CCAA would take an entire month (the most time allowed) to officially document that they had our paperwork. LID would be sometime in early March. I didn't even bother to consult a calendar for dates. THAT is how remote I thought this possibility to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we waited. Patiently. Really patiently. No, I mean really patiently. I was a model of god-damned restraint. Hard to believe, I know. But I was. I waited until late last week (5 weeks after DTC) before meekly asking our program director if, perhaps, they had heard anything, maybe??? Of course, she hadn't. And giving credit where its due, she is wonderful about keeping everyone up to date on the latest as soon as she hears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we finally got the big news. Wanna guess what our LID is? Oh, come on. Take a guess. Bet you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03/02/06. Notice me NOT jumping up and down with joy. In fact, when I first saw the e-mail this morning, I cried. I tried not to, but I did. It still felt like our daughter wasn't getting any closer, that everything that could possibly get between us, was doing just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the CCAA, they received a record number of dossiers just before and just after CNY, which is why it took them so long to log it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We probably wont' have a referral until March 2007, with travel in May or June. A full 24 months after we started the whole process. And as hard as that is to fathom, as hard as that news is to deal with, I have to keep thinking that if we weren't persuing this adoption and going through this particular bit of pain and heartache, May or June of 2007 would still roll around, right on time, and we still wouldn't have a family. At least now that we have our LID, we know she is going to be with us, someday. Maybe not as soon as we'd like, but someday. And I guess, that for us, no matter what else happens, is the best case scenario of all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114196641985535922?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114196641985535922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114196641985535922' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114196641985535922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114196641985535922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/03/worst-case-scenario.html' title='Worst Case Scenario'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114170038971475374</id><published>2006-03-06T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T21:02:51.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad &amp; Angry</title><content type='html'>I knew it was coming. There's been plenty of press leading up to it.  But it still pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/POLITICS/03/06/sd.abortion/index.html"&gt;Assholes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114170038971475374?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114170038971475374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114170038971475374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114170038971475374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114170038971475374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/03/sad-angry.html' title='Sad &amp; Angry'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114119370467432292</id><published>2006-02-28T23:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T14:47:02.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It'sThat Love/Hate Thing Again...Now with updates!</title><content type='html'>Except right now, I'm not feeling the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Referrals are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some referrals are here... The CCAA only processed matches through May 25, 2005. Since the last referral group ran through May 13, 2005, that means in a month, they only did 12 days worth. Someone please tell me this is gonna stop. It's got to. I know they are doing their best, with more applications than ever before (there were approximately 7900 adoptions to the US alone last year), and probably short-staffed like any other government agency anywhere. But at this rate, its going to be well into 2007 before we ever see our daughter's face. The current wait is around 9-10 months (it was 6 when we started), but The Agency predicts it will continue to stretch out to about 12 months from LID. It's killing me. I can't wait to see what I nutjob I've become by autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some are not... Apparently, (and I do not claim to know all the facts here) DHL lost over 100 referrals for 2 of the 4 largest agencies that process Chinese adoptions in the US. The Agency's entire group included. The Agency only had one LID for this referral group and those poor folks are losing their minds right about now. The above reference slow down started right in the middle of their wait, with little to no warning. Under their original time frames, they should have already been to China and back. They should be experiencing the doctors' appointments, sleeping issues, amd poop blow-outs they've been dreaming about for years by now. But nope, they get to wait some more. While everyone else posts!! their!! happy!! news!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the first actual people G. and I met who were adopting through The Agency were 2 couples in this group. We don't know them well, but we've become friendly with them. We like them. They are nice people and they have been through ENOUGH! I know they probably aren't reading this, but I hope they can feel the waves of love and hope that are flowing toward them right now as I type. I can't imagine what you're going through. I don't want to and I am so sorry you have to go through it. We all know you will be united with your children soon, but that doesn't help the pain now, so we won't pretend it does. Just know we are thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now (and I promise this isn't the amaretto and OJ talking) who's gonna kick some DHL ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated to add: The referrals are now back from the land of the lost.  Turns out China accidently sent them to another agency with an almost identical name.  I apologize to DHL's ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114119370467432292?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114119370467432292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114119370467432292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114119370467432292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114119370467432292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/02/itsthat-lovehate-thing-againnow-with.html' title='It&apos;sThat Love/Hate Thing Again...Now with updates!'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114075424958628473</id><published>2006-02-23T22:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:10:49.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon</title><content type='html'>Thank God the Olympics are almost over. And thanks to the magic of our DVR I am only about 10 hours behind in my viewing of all sports chilly and obscure. I've been watching skeleton (aptly named), snowboarding, figure skating (not obscure, but wonderful!) and even aerial ski jumping (who thought that would be a good idea?) I think I like the winter Olympics so much because there is so much potential for serious injury. The crashes, they are spectacular. I don't want to watch these athletes get hurt...but I do want to watch them &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; get hurt. I'm a little twisted that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if I can make it through tomorrow without anyone telling me how badly Sasha Cohen choked tonight (and I hope she doesn't, but given past history and all I'm not holding my breath), then we should be back to regularly scheduled programming this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114075424958628473?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114075424958628473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114075424958628473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114075424958628473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114075424958628473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/02/soon.html' title='Soon'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-114013733300886980</id><published>2006-02-16T18:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:48:53.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesmerized!</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted in over a week, and really I do apologize. I have a good excuse though, really. I have been completely mesmerized by the Olympics. I don't know why I am now glued to the TV watching sports I've never heard of before, but I am. I try to come out of the haze long enough to post again before their over, but I'm not promising anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-114013733300886980?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/114013733300886980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=114013733300886980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114013733300886980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/114013733300886980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/02/mesmerized.html' title='Mesmerized!'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113938347630667022</id><published>2006-02-08T00:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:24:36.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turnabout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://atomicmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Atomic Mama&lt;/a&gt; recently posted a few recipes after bragging that her husband fixed a delish sounding dinner for her recently. I thought it only fair to reciprocate. Since our current repitoire of Chinese dishes involves pouring the probably not terribly authentic but very tasty &lt;a href="http://www.traderjoes.com/index.asp"&gt;Trader Joe's Garlic/Ginger Simmer Sauce &lt;/a&gt;over sauted veggies and chicken (shrimp if we're feeling adventurous!), I've decided to switch it up. Until very recently, I've been terrified of Indian food. As noted at the ranch, I am a self-confessed wus. I was alway afraid there would be nothing I could eat at an Indian restaurant without my tongue catching fire (painful AND embarrassing.) So imagine my perplexedness when G. gave me an "What's Cooking: Indian" for Christmas last year. It's a beautiful book, and I assumed it would stay that way...free of the splatters and dog-eared pages of my more used volumes. A few weeks ago, however, I found a local Indian/Pakistani grocery and was inspired to buy the ingredients for a meal. I think this one may end up with a little splatter after all. I hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buttered Chicken&lt;/strong&gt; (this one looks intimidating, but its easy)&lt;br /&gt;7 Tbsp sweet butter&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp oil&lt;br /&gt;2 med onions, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp fresh ginger, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp garam masala&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp ground coriander&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp cayenne (reduced to 1/4 tsp due to above stated wussiness)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp black cumin seed (regular works just fine)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp crushed garlic&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;3 whole green cardamons (dried works fine)&lt;br /&gt;3 whole black peppercorns&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup plain yogurt&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp tomato paste&lt;br /&gt;8 skinless chicken pieces&lt;br /&gt;2/4 cup water&lt;br /&gt;2 bay leaves&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup light cream&lt;br /&gt;fresh cilantro and chopped green chiles to garnish&lt;br /&gt;rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat butter and oil in large pan and saute onions til golden. Reduce heat. Crush ginger in separate bowl. Add next 10 ingredients and blend. Add chicken to spice/yogurt mix and coat well. Add coated chicken to onions and stir-fry "vigorously" for 5-7 minutes. Add water and bay leaves and simmer for 30, stirring once in a while. Add cream and cook another 10-15 minutes. Garnish and serve over rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spicy Corn and Peas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup canned/frozen corn&lt;br /&gt;1 cup frozen peas&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp fresh garlic, crushed&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp ground coriander&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;2 fresh green chiles (see cayenne, above)&lt;br /&gt;1 med onion, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;4 Tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;4 dried red chiles, crushed (left them out entirely, didn't miss them a bit, SO THERE!)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;fresh cilantro for garnish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaw/drain veggies. Process or grind cumin, garlic, coriander, salt, 1 green chile and onion to a smooth paste. Heat butter in large skillet. Add spice mixture and fry over med heat for 5-7 minutes. Add crushed red chiles and stir. Add corn and peas, stir-fry for 2 minutes. Add other green chile, lemon juice and cilantro. Stir and serve hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rice Pudding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup basmati rice&lt;br /&gt;5 cups milk&lt;br /&gt;8 tbsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;pistachios, chopped for garnish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rinse rice and place in large saucepan. Add 2 1/2 cups of milk and bring to boil over very low heat. Cook until rice has completely absorbed milk, stir occasionally. Remove from heat and mash rice "making swift round movements?" for at least 5 minutes. Return to heat, gradually add the rest of the milk. Bring to a boil over low heat, stirring occasionally. Add sugar and continue to cook, stirring all the damn time, for 7-10 minutes (my ass, took like 25) or until "quite thick in consistency." Garnish and serve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113938347630667022?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113938347630667022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113938347630667022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113938347630667022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113938347630667022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/02/turnabout.html' title='Turnabout'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113876993257866621</id><published>2006-01-31T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:01:49.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Dog, And Damned Proud Of It</title><content type='html'>No, this is not where you get to see a picture of me. Trust me, you don't want that. Instead, you will get pictures from the Chinese New Year celebration G. and I attended this weekend at Washington University.  Oddly enough, it is now the Year of the Dog, as was the year I was born.  Its also very likely the year our daughter will be born.  Now there's a red thread for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the seventh year the Chinese student association has hosted such a gathering and their biggest crowd yet. I think the announcer guy said there were about 350 folks there. I know, I know. I don't understand why St. Louis doesn't give people that totally cosmo vibe either. It wasn't a huge crowd, but not too bad for our little neck of the woods. Unfortunately, I can't post the majority of my pictures because a lot of the program was performed by other people's adorable children. Somehow I doubt they would appreciate my posting phots of their minor children on a website. But trust me, they were GORGEOUS! On the other hand, I assume the adults are fair game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/100B0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/320/100B0210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/100_0285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/320/100_0285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/100_0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/320/100_0282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/100_0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="297" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/320/100_0394.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was food, music, dragon dancing, costumes, trivia and much, much more. We had a really good time. If only there had been plum wine, I never would've left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113876993257866621?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113876993257866621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113876993257866621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113876993257866621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113876993257866621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-dog-and-damned-proud-of-it.html' title='I&apos;m A Dog, And Damned Proud Of It'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113833814627841615</id><published>2006-01-26T22:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T00:13:33.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Like Me, You Really ....Well, At Least You're Aware of Me</title><content type='html'>You can't imagine how wonderful it was to check in here after my last post and find that I had commenters. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://newbabynews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://fling-poo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tink&lt;/a&gt;, you guys really made my day. By the way, not only are you two my first commenters, you are also my first sucessful links. I tried to link to &lt;a href="http://www.typepad.com/t/trackback/3780909"&gt;Jo&lt;/a&gt; earlier, but apparently I suck at the whole technology thing. I think I've got it now. Lord, this blogging idea is sweeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been an avid reader of some of the best infertility/pregnancy/adoption/parenting blogs on the web for a couple of years now. By sharing these very private and often painful moments (with more grace and humor than a ballerina on acid, I might add) in the most public of forums, these ladies and gents have given so many of us hope, strength, encouragement, enlightenment and the ability to laugh at some of the more absurd absurdities that can go into creating a family. I can speak only for myself, but I am eternally greatful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I would hazard a guess that most, if not all of them, began blogging without this lofty goal in mind. Several (and I cannot point to specifics, but I've read it often) have mentioned that blogging started out as a therapy of sorts. A way to untangle some of the twisted strings of life that were clogging up their minds. A way to deal with life's frustrations, unfairness, painfullness, and tragedy. A way to clarify and heal, if only for themselves. This, I thought, was a wonderful idea for a myriad of reasons: I have always enjoyed writing and I'd been away from it for far too long; we were in the middle of a very long paperchase, and I needed a safe place to bitch, and whine, and moan and figure things out; it's much cheaper than traditional therapy and I don't have to include it in my dossier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't start out writing this for anyone else, but of course, putting it on the internet means taking a chance that others will read what I am writing. If someone should stumble upon my little corner of the world wide web, I hope they can take something, anything, useful away with them. I hope what I am writing will benefit them in some little way. I have gained so much from the other bloggers, it feels a little selfish to not at least be willing to offer something in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I said, I didn't start this blog with other readers in mind. Even if I had aspired to be the Most Widely Read Blogger Ever, I had serious doubts that anyone would find me anyway (I read a lot, but don't comment very often). So, imagine my surprise when the visit counter started climbing on it's own. It took me a few days to realize I could only account for 12 of those first 17 visits myself.  It was a little thrilling and a little scary to realize someone else was watching.  (Sort of like doing the deed when there is a possibility of being caught.  Cough.  Not that &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; would know anything about that.  But I've heard it can be fun.)  And then, the great day arrived.  My first comments.  They gave me warm fuzzies.  I've discovered I like being heard.  I'm still writing for myself and my sanity, but its nice to not alone out here.  So if you're out there, and I know you are, speak up.  And Welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113833814627841615?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113833814627841615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113833814627841615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113833814627841615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113833814627841615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-like-me-you-really-well-at-least.html' title='You Like Me, You Really ....Well, At Least You&apos;re Aware of Me'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113816979994361938</id><published>2006-01-24T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:20:35.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Over The First Hurdle</title><content type='html'>It's official! We are DTC (Dossier To China) as of 01/20/06! The Agency sends out their travel guide as confirmation that your dossier was mailed and we received ours today. It covers everything from packing, to etiquette, bonding, and travel vaccinations (Measles and Typhoid and Rubella, Oh My!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to point out that so far, G. has been content to leave the pouring over of materials and information to me. I have been appointed Handler of the Details. I read each handout and instruction sheet, all of the guides, all of the wisdom to be found on various message boards and then relay it to him in what I know must be excrutiating detail. Somebody's gotta do it. My motto is "If I have to read about it, he has to hear about it." Then, I gently instruct (read: nag, nag, nag) him on how best to accomplish the various tasks at hand. He does it or faces the wrath of me. All is well. What can I say, it works for us. Now before anyone... Bueler...Bueler... gets the idea in their pretty little heads that G. is not committed to this adoption, let me alleviate your fears by presenting Exhibit A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started making dinner and G. arrived home just a few minutes later. I showed him the letter confirming out DTC date and practically danced with glee. Although I am looking forward to perusing the travel guide, our current wait time to referral is estimated at 10-12 months, so we have time. G. seemed pleased that our documents have officially left the country, but then he noticed the travel details and you couldn't have pried them out of his hands for all the Toblerone in Switzerland. And let me tell you, the man loves his Toblerone. He spent the next hour reading it like it was the bible. But, maybe that's a bad analogy for us. Let's try again. He spent the next hour reading it like it was the first and only copy of a "Superman Meets Godzilla Who Just Battled The Silver Surfer" comic. Did I mention he &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;loves comic books. More than Toblerone. He's such a geek. Everyone knows that chocolate laced with honey and hazelnuts could kick Superman's and Godzilla's AND the Silver Surfer's ass any day of the week. He quoted, and he pointed, and he looked at average daily temperature charts for various cities in China. God, I could see the packing lists in his head. It was cute I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the rest of us who have suffered through it, infertility has left it's scars on G. as well. It took him a little time to get used to the idea of adoption, but once he did he's been excited about it in a quiet kind of way. Like he didn't really believe it was going to happen. That travel guide made it real for him. I could see the realization come into his eyes that someday, there really will be a little person in our lives who adores him as much as I do. Who counts on him, and plays silly games with him, and pulls on his beard and his heart strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart the travel guide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113816979994361938?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113816979994361938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113816979994361938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113816979994361938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113816979994361938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/over-first-hurdle.html' title='Over The First Hurdle'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113756372317959273</id><published>2006-01-17T23:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T13:33:09.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Dossier Debacle of January, 2006</title><content type='html'>Notice, gentle readers (I assume there will be at least one...someday. See how optimistic and shit I am??), the title of this post. I started to name it the Great Dossier Debacle of 2006, but decided not to tempt Fate. If I had named it such, the Universe would have laughed at me and said "So you think this is it for the year, do ya? Well, let's just see what we can do about THAT!" And clearly, not only would there be future debacles, but each new debacle would be suckier than the last. I figure it like this: If I bow down to the Powers That Be, and acknowledge that I have no control, maybe They/It will go easy on me. Sounds reasonable, right??? RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to the complaining (read: detailed, objective explanation of why our dossier did not go to China, as it should have last week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: I turned in our dossier to R., the dossier coordinator for The Agency. She was busy with some translating and it was late in the day, so we did not do a full review. Instead, she glanced over it for any glaring error, and low and behold she found one. As part of my medical information, my doctor had written a note on the back of the form she filled out, stating that I have no active depression at this time, and that said depression will not affect my ability to parent an adopted child. Despite the fact that our social worker, (the lovely, friendly, but apparently young and inexperienced J.) declared that note suffiecient 3 months ago, R. said it need to be on letterhead from my doctor's office. OK. 3 days before the dossier is mailed. I can do that. And off I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning: I called the doctor's office to have the letter written. Doctor is not there, nurse is not there. Neither will be in the office today. Spoke with a very nice receptionist, explained what I needed and was assured that all was well. She has adopted before and knows the drill. She'll get it done and faxed to me first thing Thursday. Great. All is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Wednesday morning: R. calls. G.'s letter from his doctor (and we did already have his in letter format) isn't really good enough. China will want a more detailed explanation of his medical issues. Despite the fact that our social worker, (the lovely, friendly, but apparently young and inexperience J.) declared the letter sufficient 3 months ago. Annoyed now, but it's doable (I think). Also, one of the pictures of the house we sent with our original application (some 6 months ago) seems to be of a closet and could we please take a picture of something else? HUH?? I finally figure out that she is talking about the picture we took of the empty room we plan to use as a nursery. Mind you, it's not a large room, but she's a baby and, in case no one else has noticed, SHE'S NOT HERE YET, hence the emptiness (in more ways than just home decorating). But fine, I have a lovely new camera and printer and that night I commence to cleaning the kitchen and snapping pictures of sparkling sinks, since that is apparently what China would rather see. I only hope they don't think we're planning to have her sleep in the sink. Whatever. I write up some new language for the medical letters and e-mail them to R. for her preapproval. I don't hear back from R. the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning: I call the doctor's office about my letter. It's done as promised. Wonderful! R. calls. By the way, the same lanuage I told you 2 days ago was ok to put in letter format...really not. China will also want a more detailed explanation of your depression (infertility, miscarriage, medication, etc) so could you have the doctor write that up too? Please tell me you're joking, I plead. But, alas, it is not so. I call the doctor's office again, to inform them of the latest developments. Needless to say, they are less than overjoyed to hear from me. But Friendly Receptionist says she'll get right on it. Friendly Receptionist is now my bestest friend forever because just a few hours later, she faxes me a wonderful, detailed, descriptive letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday afternoon: No word yet from G.'s doctor's office. We're both trying not to kill someone. Anyone. That would certainly require an addendum in the home study. We have until tomorrow morning. Surely, his letter will come in. All the doctor has to do is sign the thing. He's a family friend, of course he'll take the 12 seconds necessary to help make our dream of a child come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning: Did I happen to mention that G. and I are essentially naive schmucks? No letter. Dr. Family Friend didn't sign it last night, and won't be back in the office til Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cried. I couldn't help it and I didn't care what the nice attorney across the hall thought. G. was pretty teary-eyed too, which doesn't happen very often. It's been a very long paperchase, and we really just wanted it to end. We were counting on it ending.  We needed it to end so we could feel that we had made some progress.  That our daughter was even a little bit closer to coming home.  Closer to being in our arms.  Closer to her family.  I know one week or the next shouldn't/doesn't/won't make a big difference in the grand scheme of things, but this whole mess was just one big frustration that didn't have to happen. Sometimes, it seems she is just getting further and further away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113756372317959273?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113756372317959273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113756372317959273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113756372317959273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113756372317959273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/great-dossier-debacle-of-january-2006.html' title='The Great Dossier Debacle of January, 2006'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113721861324322493</id><published>2006-01-14T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T00:03:33.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nope</title><content type='html'>Needless to say, we are not DTC 01/13/06. It didn't happen today. It's not the end of the world or anything but I am really pissed, and sad, and disappointed. I don't even have the energy to complain about what went wrong at any length. I'll tell you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113721861324322493?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113721861324322493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113721861324322493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113721861324322493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113721861324322493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/nope.html' title='Nope'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113704760482968153</id><published>2006-01-11T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T00:33:24.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Post</title><content type='html'>You can't beat puppy pictures for happy, right? And so I oblige as promised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/ollie.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/ollie.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/200/ollie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/ollie%20closeup.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/200/ollie%20closeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Oliver. The three years G and I were married before we bought a house were the longest time I have ever been without a dog in my life. We finally bought a house, and about a month later, I couldn't take it anymore, and we went on a search. When we went to store doing, of all things, pet adoptions, all the other dogs were barking like crazy, trying to get us to notice them. Not Oliver. He's much to sneaky for that. He rolled over on his back, and stuck one paw through the wire of his crate. A truly pitiful and oscar-worthy move. He looks much like a beloved dog from childhood (Freckles, I still love ya!) and needless to say I was a goner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, soulful and pitiful, just isn't his thing. He's uber-friendly, totally stubbern, very vocal about his wants and needs, and has possibly the best wag of any dog I've ever seen. His whole body goes from the shoulders down. Now that he's gotten a little older, almost 9 (they grow up so fast), he's started to settle down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/greta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/200/greta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/greta%20closeup.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/200/greta%20closeup.0.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is our girl, Greta. Or Greta Mae Gumpus, as she is sometimes known. Or Mae Mae. The nicknames have gotten outa control for this dog. Pie, Pie Pie, Lumpus, Grumpus, Sugar Lump...please stop us, we obviously can't help ourselves. About a year after we brought Ollie home, we decided he needed a friend. So back we went to the same rescue. We explained that we wanted a dog that might be a calming influence (as if anything or anyone could be) for Ollie. Perhaps a slightly smaller, slightly older (he was about 3 then) , slightly better behaved model. Instead, we fell in love with her. Bigger than Ollie, and only about a year old, Greta came home. She crawled right into my lap, and hasn't moved much since. She is just the sweetest dog and yet, she doesn't hesitate to kick Ollie's ass when he needs it. She turned out to be exactly right for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/1600/beauty%20and%20bits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5063/2065/200/beauty%20and%20bits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two miscreants are Beauty (the lab) and Bitsy (the sheltie/whatever).  Mom and Dad adopted them a few years ago.  For years, before their last dog (Homer, we miss you) died, Mom insisted there would be no more dogs for her.  She loved them, but it was just too much work for her.  Within 3 months of Homer's death, she was missing the companionship and starting to think about another dog.  These two came as a set (they've been together all of their lives) and Mom, softie that she is, couldn't bear to separate them.  After seeing them together, I don't know how they would have survived without each other.  She did the right thing.  Beauty charms everyone, loves everyone, and is possibly just the happiest, most content dog on the planet.  Bitsy, on the other hand, is psycho, in the most adorable way possible.  She spent the first 3 years at my parents house trying her best to keep dad from so much as looking at her.  He of course, fell right into the trap.  He spent day after day trying to win her over.  Watching them flirt with each other was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I told you there would be happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113704760482968153?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113704760482968153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113704760482968153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113704760482968153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113704760482968153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-post.html' title='Happy Post'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113696239961223997</id><published>2006-01-11T00:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T00:53:19.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Also,</title><content type='html'>It is now exactly 50 minutes PAST my birthday and my mother has yet to call and relate for the 36th time the story of how she almost delivered me in the middle of an ice storm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm whiney.  A nice post next, I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113696239961223997?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113696239961223997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113696239961223997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113696239961223997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113696239961223997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/also.html' title='Also,'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113696224360102619</id><published>2006-01-11T00:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T09:57:25.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy, It Sucks Being Right All The Time</title><content type='html'>I thought that maybe one of the reasons I am going bonkers was that I don't have anywhere to go with all the adoption anxiety. I mean my husband can only listen to me discuss (read: whine, obsess, cry) it for so long every day. One of has to stay sane, after all. Hence, this blog. I thought that writing it all down would help get it out of my head, clarify it, get perspective on it. Little did I know, that my worst fears and crazy ramblings would become reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After re-reading my last post, I decided that I was being silly. Of course, none of our documents had gone AWOL. They are after all locked in the best cranberry colored vinyl/cardboard document holder Office Max has to offer. Of course Elvis' birth certificate had not replaced my own. He was born 2 whole days before me in another state and even Missouri officials can't screw up that much. (I don't know where or when Garfield was born, but I'm guessing that I'd know if I turned into a cat, my husband being allergic and all.) Of course the dog hadn't puked on the homestudy. I forgot to feed him last night (THAT doesn't bode well, does it?) so there was nary a scrap to be regurgitated. The blog had served it's purpose, I thought. I was rational again. I checked everything over, dug out the one photo we were missing and called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I got to The Agency today I met with R. , the woman in charge of dossier review, who has the final word on when it will go to China and knows all about what the CCAA will and won't accept. Everything looked good. Except. One document needs to be re-done. Apparently the short note on the back of my medical form will not suffice. It MUST be on the doctor's letterhead. And we have to have it there by Thursday morning. Yeah. That would be the doctor whose already done this form twice. And whose office, when you call, puts you on hold for a minimum of 20 minutes before you can leave a message with an actual human's answering machine. I think it's office policy. I'm sure she'll be oh so eager to put this at the top of her list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see. But I'm not making any more predictions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113696224360102619?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113696224360102619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113696224360102619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113696224360102619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113696224360102619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/boy-it-sucks-being-right-all-time.html' title='Boy, It Sucks Being Right All The Time'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113686867947442408</id><published>2006-01-09T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:51:19.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cock-Eyed Optimism</title><content type='html'>Get you mind out of the gutter, this isn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; kind of blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are turning in our dossier to The Agency tomorrow.  My dearest, G, spent quite a bit of time today, when he was already busier than a one-legged man in a ass-kickin' contest, copying the damn thing times 3.  We've spent the last 6 1/2 months slaving over every detail - filling out forms just right, having other people fill out forms just right (harder than you would think), getting just the right wording on the notarizations, repeat medical forms from the doctor who couldn't follow instructions, several hours waiting in the secretary of state's office for certifications, and getting the authentications from the Chinese Consulte in Chicago (which I can't read, but look real purty). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why can't I go downstairs and do one final check of this absurdly important stack of papers, then confidently go to bed knowing that all is right with the world and on Friday we will be DTC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm nuts.  I keep putting that last final review off, because I know, I JUST KNOW, that if I go look, our financial statement will have gone AWOL.  Or my birth certificate will suddenly reflect the birth of Elvis, or Garfield the Cat or anyone other than moi.  Or one of the dogs will have puked on our homestudy and rendered it stinky as well as illegible.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the point of all this paperwork is to convince The Agency, the State, the US Federal Government and the Peoples' Rebuplic of China that I am a healthy, mentally stable individual to whom they should hand over the care and nurturing of a defenseless, adorable baby.   'Cause that would be SUCH a good idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113686867947442408?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113686867947442408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113686867947442408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113686867947442408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113686867947442408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/cock-eyed-optimism.html' title='Cock-Eyed Optimism'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113662130575724970</id><published>2006-01-07T01:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T02:09:21.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Got A Brief Glimpse Of The Finish Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;In reasonably happy adoption related news:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Our documents came back from the Chinese Consulate in Chicago yesterday. For those of you not in the loop with all things Chinese Adoption (and if that is you, how the hell did you end up here?? Not that I'm not glad to have you), that is the last step of document preparation needed before sending everything off to China. We should be able to get all the little pieces of our dossier (passport pics, pics showing our "family life", blah blah blah) together over the weekend and turn the whole mess over to our agency early next week. We will be DTC (Dossier to China) on January 13. Then the wait begins in earnest. (or ernest, as Jo &lt;a href="http://www.typepad.com/t/trackback/3780909"&gt;http://www.typepad.com/t/trackback/3780909&lt;/a&gt; might say).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;In very happy for others but totally freaking hideously jealous adoption news:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Referrals came in this week across the land. Adorable, pudgy, pinchable baby cheeks abound. For lots of other people. In the several months we've been pursuing this adoption, I've begun a strange love/hate relationships with referrals. Truely, I adore reading the new parents make their announcements. They do it with such joy!! and pride!! and excitement!! and really its very cute. And they deserve to gush. And its fun to watch them. And it really helps me to believe that someday, there might just be a baby for us. But its also hard. Really hard. We have (according to all reliable sources) about a year's wait ahead of us before we get to be all schmoozy and cute like that. And another couple of months before we get to actually BE parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems like we've already waited long enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113662130575724970?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113662130575724970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113662130575724970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113662130575724970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113662130575724970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-just-got-brief-glimpse-of-finish.html' title='I Just Got A Brief Glimpse Of The Finish Line'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20559200.post-113644365168192617</id><published>2006-01-05T00:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T00:50:15.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoption Angst and Blogger Envy - What More Could You Ask For In a First Post?</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I'm doing this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Adopting from China - Yes, we are (the hubby and I). We are still in the infamous paperchasing stage and have been forever. More on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Starting a blog - I have been a big fan of some wonderful, funny, snarky (god, I love this word), strong women the last few years (I'll let you know who as soon as I figure out how to link to them). They have really kept me going through some hard times. I wanna be just like them. Also, I used to like to write. It's been many years since I wrote anything more interesting than a deposition summary, so we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Starting a blog about adopting from China - This terrifies me. Not sure why. I think it may have to do with actually confronting my fears about our adoption. Everything about it scares me and ya know, if you see it in print it must be true. More on all this later as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Writing this first entry as a cheesy list - As I said, I'm a chicken and it seemed the easiest way to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Waffling over whether or not to hit publish on my new blog - I guess I'll give in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things about both these subjects seem surreal to me right now. I know I promised lots more later, and its not nice to just hint at a topic and then not discuss it, but can you really blame me? If I gave away all my secrets now, there wouldn't be anything to agonize over later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20559200-113644365168192617?l=chasingchina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/feeds/113644365168192617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20559200&amp;postID=113644365168192617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113644365168192617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20559200/posts/default/113644365168192617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chasingchina.blogspot.com/2006/01/adoption-angst-and-blogger-envy-what.html' title='Adoption Angst and Blogger Envy - What More Could You Ask For In a First Post?'/><author><name>Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ybXrfc4dGY/SVsH6151-KI/AAAAAAAAADI/kJKFcyiOId0/S220/Dale+Ann+%26+Greg+03-2005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
