<?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-4357367729347353697</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:41:44.927-05:00</updated><category term='Bizarre'/><category term='Easy entertaining'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='Great Emails'/><category term='resturants'/><category term='Links'/><category term='economy'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Alcohol'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Wine'/><category term='Events'/><category term='entertaining'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Organic'/><category term='Ormond Beach'/><title type='text'>Whats Happening Ormond Beach</title><subtitle type='html'>Stuff to do around town and family fun and information and funny emails.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-6116273624177383436</id><published>2011-08-16T13:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:51:23.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Emails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>WHEN A WOMAN LIES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, when a  seamstress was sewing while sitting close to a river, her thimble fell into the  river.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;When she cried out,  the Lord appeared and asked, "My dear child, why are you crying?" &lt;br /&gt;The  seamstress replied that her thimble had fallen into the water and that she  needed it to help her husband in making a living for their  family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The Lord dipped His  hand into the water and pulled up a golden thimble set  with sapphires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this your  thimble?" the Lord asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; The seamstress  replied, "No." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord again dipped into the river. He held out a  golden thimble studded with rubies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;"Is thisyour thimble?"  the Lord asked. Again, the seamstress replied, "No." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The Lord reached down  again and came up with a leather thimble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Is this your thimble?"  the Lord asked. The seamstress replied, "Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord was  pleased with the woman's honesty and gave her all three thimbles to keep, and  the seamstress went home happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some years later,  the seamstress was walking with her husband along the riverbank, and her husband  fell into the river and disappeared under the water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;When she cried out,  the Lord again appeared and asked her, "Why are you crying?'' &lt;br /&gt;"Oh Lord, my  husband has fallen into the river!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord went down into the water and  came up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;with George  Clooney. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;"Is this your husband?  The Lord asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," cried  the seamstress. The Lord was furious. "You lied! That is an untruth!" The  seamstress replied, "Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is  a misunderstanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;You see, if I had said  "no" to George Clooney, you would have come up with Brad  Pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then if I said  "no" to him, you would have come up with my husband... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Had I then said "yes,"  you would have given me all three. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Lord, I'm not in the  best of health and would not be able to take care of all three husbands, so  THAT'S why I said "yes" to George Clooney. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;And so the Lord let  her keep him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The moral of this  story is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Whenever a woman lies,  &lt;br /&gt;it's for a good and honorable reason, and in the &lt;br /&gt;best interest of  others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv270608876MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;That's  our story, and we're sticking to it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All  Us Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-6116273624177383436?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/6116273624177383436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=6116273624177383436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/6116273624177383436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/6116273624177383436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-woman-lies.html' title='WHEN A WOMAN LIES...'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-6143314680524009239</id><published>2011-08-16T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:48:17.658-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Emails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>HELL EXPLAINED by  Chemistry student</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="border-color: currentColor currentColor currentColor rgb(16, 16, 255); border-style: none none none solid; border-width: medium medium medium 1.5pt; margin-bottom: 5pt; margin-left: 3.75pt; margin-top: 5pt; padding: 0in 0in 0in 4pt;"&gt; &lt;div class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The following is an actual question given  on a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1313513156_4" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px;"&gt;University of Arizona&lt;/span&gt; chemistry mid  term, and an actual answer turned in by a student.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The answer by one  student was so 'profound' that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the  Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as  well :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span _yuid="yui_3_1_1_3_131351305239988" style="color: black;"&gt;Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives  off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Most of the students  wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and  heats when it is compressed) or some variant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;One student,  however, wrote the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;First, we need to  know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at  which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving, which  is unlikely.. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell,  it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are  entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world  today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Most of these  religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to  Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not  belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With  birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to  increase exponentially. Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell  because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in  Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls  are added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This gives two  possibilities:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;1. If Hell is  expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the  temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks  loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2. If Hell is  expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the  temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So which is  it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;If we accept the  postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, 'It will be a cold  day in Hell before I sleep with you,' and take into account the fact that I  slept with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that  Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is  that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more  souls and is therefore, extinct..... ...leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the  existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting  'Oh my God.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div align="center" class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;THIS STUDENT  RECEIVED AN A+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div class="yiv679083974MsoNormal" style="background: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-6143314680524009239?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/6143314680524009239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=6143314680524009239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/6143314680524009239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/6143314680524009239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2011/08/hell-explained-by-chemistry-student.html' title='HELL EXPLAINED by  Chemistry student'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-9146299727289357936</id><published>2011-05-10T13:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T15:56:19.809-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people</title><content type='html'>1 - First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my second month of college, our professor &lt;br /&gt;Gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student&lt;br /&gt;And had breezed through the questions until I read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"&lt;br /&gt;Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the &lt;br /&gt;Cleaning woman several times. She was tall,&lt;br /&gt;Dark-haired and in her 50's, but how would I know her name?&lt;br /&gt;I handed in my paper, leaving the last question&lt;br /&gt;Blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if &lt;br /&gt;The last question would count toward our quiz grade.&lt;br /&gt;"Absolutely, " said the professor.. "In your careers,&lt;br /&gt;You will meet many people. All are significant.. They&lt;br /&gt;Deserve your attention and care, even if all you do &lt;br /&gt;Is smile and say "hello.."&lt;br /&gt;I've never forgotten that lesson.. I also learned her&lt;br /&gt;Name was Dorothy . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. - Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain &lt;br /&gt;One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American&lt;br /&gt;Woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway&lt;br /&gt;Trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had&lt;br /&gt;Broken down and she desperately needed a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. &lt;br /&gt;A young white man stopped to help her, generally&lt;br /&gt;Unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960's. The man&lt;br /&gt;Took her to safety, helped her get assistance and&lt;br /&gt;Put her into a taxicab.&lt;br /&gt;She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his&lt;br /&gt;Address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a&lt;br /&gt;Knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a&lt;br /&gt;Giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A &lt;br /&gt;Special note was attached.&lt;br /&gt;It read:&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway&lt;br /&gt;The other night. The rain drenched not only my&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. &lt;br /&gt;Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying&lt;br /&gt;Husband's' bedside just before he passed away... God&lt;br /&gt;Bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving&lt;br /&gt;Others."&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Nat King Cole . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Third Important Lesson - Always remember those&lt;br /&gt;Who serve. &lt;br /&gt;In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,&lt;br /&gt;A 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and&lt;br /&gt;Sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in &lt;br /&gt;Front of him.&lt;br /&gt;"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked. &lt;br /&gt;"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and&lt;br /&gt;Studied the coins in it.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.&lt;br /&gt;By now more people were waiting for a table and the&lt;br /&gt;Waitress was growing impatient.. &lt;br /&gt;"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.&lt;br /&gt;The little boy again counted his coins.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.&lt;br /&gt;The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on&lt;br /&gt;The table and walked away The boy finished the ice&lt;br /&gt;Cream, paid the cashier and left.. When the waitress&lt;br /&gt;Came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the &lt;br /&gt;Table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,&lt;br /&gt;Were two nickels and five pennies..&lt;br /&gt;You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had&lt;br /&gt;To have enough left to leave her a tip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Fourth Important Lesson. - The obstacle in Our Path. &lt;br /&gt;In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a&lt;br /&gt;Roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if&lt;br /&gt;Anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the&lt;br /&gt;King's' wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by &lt;br /&gt;And simply walked around it.. Many loudly blamed the&lt;br /&gt;King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did&lt;br /&gt;Anything about getting the stone out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;Then a peasant came along carrying a load of &lt;br /&gt;Vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the&lt;br /&gt;peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the&lt;br /&gt;stone to the side of the road. After much pushing&lt;br /&gt;and straining, he finally succeeded. After the &lt;br /&gt;peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed&lt;br /&gt;a purse lying in the road where the boulder had&lt;br /&gt;been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note&lt;br /&gt;from the King indicating that the gold was for the &lt;br /&gt;person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The&lt;br /&gt;peasant learned what many of us never understand!&lt;br /&gt;Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve&lt;br /&gt;our condition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts... &lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a&lt;br /&gt;hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who &lt;br /&gt;was suffering from a rare &amp;amp; serious disease. Her only&lt;br /&gt;chance of recovery appeared to be a blood&lt;br /&gt;transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had&lt;br /&gt;miraculously survived the same disease and had &lt;br /&gt;developed the antibodies needed to combat the&lt;br /&gt;illness. The doctor explained the situation to her&lt;br /&gt;little brother, and asked the little boy if he would&lt;br /&gt;be willing to give his blood to his sister. &lt;br /&gt;I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a&lt;br /&gt;deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save&lt;br /&gt;her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed&lt;br /&gt;next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing &lt;br /&gt;the color returning to her cheek. Then his face&lt;br /&gt;grew pale and his smile faded.&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at the doctor and asked with a&lt;br /&gt;trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away". &lt;br /&gt;Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the&lt;br /&gt;doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his&lt;br /&gt;sister all of his blood in order to save her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-9146299727289357936?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/9146299727289357936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=9146299727289357936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/9146299727289357936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/9146299727289357936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2011/05/five-5-lessons-about-way-we-treat.html' title='Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-3951558756131826793</id><published>2011-04-07T11:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:24:11.199-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Emails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>HR Hell</title><content type='html'>While I think we should be sensitive to others, shouldnt they be sensitve to us too??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following memos are from a HR director to employees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE: Christmas Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to inform you that the company Christmas party will take place at Luigi's Open Pit BBQ.&amp;nbsp; No host par, but plenty of eggnog!&amp;nbsp; We'll have a small band playing traditional carols... feel free to sing along.&amp;nbsp; And don't be surprised if our CEO shows up dressed as Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE: Christmas Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no way was yesterday's memo intended to exclude our Jewish employees.&amp;nbsp; We reconize that Chanukah is in important holiday which often coinsides with Christmas, though unfortunatly not this year.&amp;nbsp; However from now on we will be calling it our 'HOliday Party'&amp;nbsp; The same policy applies to our employees whe are clebrating Kwanzaa at this time&lt;br /&gt;Happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE: Holiday Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the note I recieved from a member of Alcoholics Anonymous requesting a non drinking table, you didn't sign your name.&amp;nbsp; I'm happy to accommodate this request, but if I put a sign on a table that reads "AA only" you wouldn't be anonymous anymore,&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to handle this?&amp;nbsp; Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE: Holiday Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a diverse company we are! I had no idea that December 20th begins the Muslim holy month of Ramadan, which forbids eating, drinking and sex duing daylight hours.&amp;nbsp; There goes the party!&amp;nbsp; Seriously, we can appreciate how a luncheon at this time of year does not accomodate our Muslim employees' beliefs.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps Luigi's can hold off serving your meal until the end of the party?&amp;nbsp; The days are so short this time of year, it may be dark.&amp;nbsp; Or else you can take your meal home for later? Will that&amp;nbsp;work? Meanwhile, I've arranged for&amp;nbsp; the members of overeaters anonomous to be seated farthest from the desert buffet adn pregnat women will have the table closest to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; Did I miss anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE: Holiday Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, December 22 marks teh Winter Solstice.&amp;nbsp; What do you expect me to do, fire regulations at Luigi's prohibits the burning of sage by our "Earth based Goddess-worshiping employees, but we will try to accomodate your shamanic drumming circle during the band's breaks.&amp;nbsp; Okay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE: Holiday Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, people, nothing sinister was intended by having our CEO dress up as Santa!&amp;nbsp; Even if an anagram of Santa happens to be "satan".&amp;nbsp; There is no evil conotation to our own "little man in a red suit"&amp;nbsp; It's tradtion folks, like sugar shock at Halloween, family feuds over Turkey at Thanksgiving, or broken hearts at Valentines day.&amp;nbsp; Could we please lighten up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE:Holiday Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetarians?!?!?!&amp;nbsp; I've had it with you people&amp;nbsp; We are going to keep the party at Luigi's Open Pit BBQ whether you like it or not, so you can sit quietly at the furthest table from the "grill of death" as you so quaintly put it.&amp;nbsp; You will get your &amp;amp;$^#*$^ salad bar including hydroponic tomatoes... but you know tomatoes scream when you slice them.&amp;nbsp; I've heard them scream!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From: John Smith: Acting HR Director&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RE: Holiday Party and your HR Director&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im's sure I speak for all of us in wishing my predicesor a speedy recovery from a stress related illness and I will continue to forward your cards to the sanitarium.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, management has decided to cancel the Holiday Party and give everyone the afternoon of the 23rd off with full pay. Happy Chanuk-Kwanzaa-Solsti-Rama-Mas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*no beliefs were harmed in the writing of this and no disrespect intended.&amp;nbsp; Just illustiratring how we go to far:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-3951558756131826793?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/3951558756131826793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=3951558756131826793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/3951558756131826793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/3951558756131826793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2011/04/hr-hell.html' title='HR Hell'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-7122075289855447535</id><published>2011-04-07T10:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:24:30.168-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Emails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Real Warning Labels</title><content type='html'>On as Sears hairdryer: Do not use while sleeping. (Really?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bag of Fritos: You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside. (I think the retailer may take issue to this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Dial soap: Use like regular soap (If you need this instruction, would this REALLY help you??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Swann frozen dinner: serving suggestion: Defrost (only a suggestion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a hotel's shower cap box: fits one head (yes but what if you are Zaphod Beeblebrox?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tesco's Tiramisu desert: (printed on the bottom of the box) Do not turn upside down. (ha ha too late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Marks &amp;amp; Spencer Bread Pudding: Product will be hot after heating. (Are we really that stupid?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On packaging for a Rowenta iron: Do not iron clothes on body.&amp;nbsp; (if you are that dumb, don't you think you need a little burn?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a child's cough medicine: Do not drive or operate heavy machinery.&amp;nbsp; (I think this applies always.&amp;nbsp; can we just all agree on that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nytol sleep aid: May cause drowsiness.&amp;nbsp; (may cause, it may be an effective product)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Korean kitchen knife: keep out of children (OK...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a string of Chinese made Christmas lights: For indoor or outdoor use only (where else could they be used, lets ponder.... I guess that prevents use inside the body...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Japanese food processor: not to be used for the other use (I'm curious what that other use could be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sainsbury's peanuts: warning contains nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an American Airlines package of nuts: Instructions: open packet, eat nuts (what about the warning that it contains nuts??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Swedish Chainsaw: Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands or genitals.&amp;nbsp; (What?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a child's Superman costume: Wearing this garment does not enable you to fly (and across the nation children's hearts break)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-7122075289855447535?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/7122075289855447535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=7122075289855447535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/7122075289855447535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/7122075289855447535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2011/04/real-warning-labels.html' title='Real Warning Labels'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-4131828245241357879</id><published>2011-04-07T10:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:24:48.611-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Emails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre'/><title type='text'>Lincoln vS Kennedy</title><content type='html'>The coincidences between these two fascinate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln: elected to congress in&lt;strong&gt; 1846&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy: elected to congress in &lt;strong&gt;1946&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln: elected president in &lt;strong&gt;1860&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy: elected president in &lt;strong&gt;1960&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both&lt;/strong&gt; were concerned with civil rights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both&lt;/strong&gt; lost their children while living in the White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lincoln's&lt;/strong&gt; secretary was named &lt;strong&gt;Kennedy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kennedy's&lt;/strong&gt; secretary was named &lt;strong&gt;Lincoln&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both&lt;/strong&gt; were assassinated by Southerners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both&lt;/strong&gt; were succeeded by southerners named Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in &lt;strong&gt;1808&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in&lt;strong&gt; 1908&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in &lt;strong&gt;1839&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in &lt;strong&gt;1939&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both&lt;/strong&gt; assassins were know by their three names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both&lt;/strong&gt; names have 15 letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln was shot in a theater named 'Ford'&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy was shot in a car called Lincoln made by 'Ford'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln was shot in a&lt;strong&gt; theater&lt;/strong&gt; and his assassin hid in a&lt;strong&gt; warehouse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy was shot from a&lt;strong&gt; warehouse&lt;/strong&gt; and his assassin hid in a &lt;strong&gt;theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both&lt;/strong&gt; Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week before being shot, Lincoln was in &lt;strong&gt;Monroe Maryland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week before being shot Kennedy was with&lt;strong&gt; Marilyn Monroe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-4131828245241357879?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/4131828245241357879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=4131828245241357879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/4131828245241357879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/4131828245241357879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2011/04/lincoln-vs-kennedy.html' title='Lincoln vS Kennedy'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-6594763465595258651</id><published>2011-01-25T19:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:27:20.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A hangover is the wrath of grapes. ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If drinking is interfering with your work, you're probably a heavy drinker. If work is interfering with your drinking, you're probably an alcoholic. ~Author Unknown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day. ~Frank Sinatra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-6594763465595258651?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/6594763465595258651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=6594763465595258651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/6594763465595258651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/6594763465595258651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2011/01/hangover-is-wrath-of-grapes.html' title=''/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-2992739454977882191</id><published>2011-01-01T11:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:25:22.400-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!!&amp;nbsp; Since it is the time of diets resolutions and promises to eat healthy I thought I would put on some links that will help with the healthy part.&amp;nbsp; Eat seasonally and locally if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida's produce in season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.florida-agriculture.com/pubs/pubform/pdf/Florida_Produce_Seasonal_Availability_Chart.pdf"&gt;http://www.florida-agriculture.com/pubs/pubform/pdf/Florida_Produce_Seasonal_Availability_Chart.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasonal Chart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chefkendra.com/seasonal_produce_chart.htm"&gt;http://www.chefkendra.com/seasonal_produce_chart.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Healthy dinners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eatingwell.com/recipes_menus/collections/quick_healthy_dinner_recipes"&gt;http://www.eatingwell.com/recipes_menus/collections/quick_healthy_dinner_recipes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for exercise fun, I'm going to do my just dance and zumba wii games.&amp;nbsp; They are lots of fun and a decent work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-2992739454977882191?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/2992739454977882191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=2992739454977882191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/2992739454977882191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/2992739454977882191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-5743566338249550453</id><published>2010-12-13T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:26:06.645-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resturants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ormond Beach'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-image: url(http://embed.yelpcdn.com/bling_borders?color=C41200&amp;amp;width=200&amp;amp;BGcolor=CCCCCC&amp;amp;position=top&amp;amp;height=40); 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height: 15px; line-height: 100%; text-align: center; width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/bling" style="color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px !important;"&gt;What's this?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-5743566338249550453?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5743566338249550453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=5743566338249550453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/5743566338249550453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/5743566338249550453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2010/12/recent-reviews-by-kim-h.html' title=''/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-8365259485076328406</id><published>2010-12-02T12:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:26:28.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Emails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Dog's Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing! &lt;br /&gt;10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cat's Diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 983 of My Captivity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-8365259485076328406?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/8365259485076328406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=8365259485076328406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/8365259485076328406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/8365259485076328406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2010/12/dogs-diary-800-am-dog-food-my-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-4204498794784080733</id><published>2010-12-02T11:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:28:18.079-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Websites that will make you smile</title><content type='html'>Cats that look like hitler:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catsthatlooklikehitler.com/cgi-bin/seigmiaow.pl"&gt;http://www.catsthatlooklikehitler.com/cgi-bin/seigmiaow.pl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats that look like Wilford Brimley:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzfeed.com/lindseyweber/5-cats-that-look-like-wilford-brimley-ru"&gt;http://www.buzzfeed.com/lindseyweber/5-cats-that-look-like-wilford-brimley-ru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upside down dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upsidedowndogs.com/"&gt;http://upsidedowndogs.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awkard family photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/page/2/"&gt;http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/page/2/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-4204498794784080733?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/4204498794784080733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=4204498794784080733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/4204498794784080733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/4204498794784080733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2010/12/websites-that-will-make-you-smile.html' title='Websites that will make you smile'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-2758288607311080397</id><published>2010-12-02T11:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T11:33:28.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Emails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>How to keep a healthy level of insanity!</title><content type='html'>I've decided to all to my blog all my favorite email joke and websites:) Hope you enjoy them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Page yourself over the intercom. (Don't disguise your voice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Find out where your boss shops and buy exactly the same outfits. Always wear them one day after your boss does. (This is especially effective if your boss is a different gender than you are.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Make up nicknames for all your coworkers and refer to them only by these names. "That's a good point, Sparky". "No I'm sorry I'm going to have to disagree with you there, Sport."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Send email to the rest of the company telling them what you're doing. For example "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bathroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5."Hi-lite" your shoes. Tell people that you haven't lost your shoes since you did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.While sitting at your desk, soak your fingers in "Palmolive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Put mosquito netting around your cubicle. Play a tape of jungle sounds all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Put a chair facing a printer, sit there all day and tell people you're waiting for your document.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Arrive at a meeting late, say you're sorry, but you didn't have time for lunch, and you're going to be nibbling during the meeting. During the meeting eat 5 entire raw potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Insist that your e-mail address be: zena_goddess_of_fire@companyname.com or Elvis_the_King@companyname.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Every time someone asks you to do something, ask him or her if they want fries with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Send email to yourself engaging yourself in an intelligent debate about the direction of one of your company's products. Forward the mail to a co-worker and ask her to settle the disagreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Encourage your colleagues to join you in a little synchronized chair dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.Put your garbage can on your desk. Label it "IN."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Determine how many cups of coffee are "too many."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Develop an unnatural fear of staplers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Decorate your office with pictures of Cindy Brady and Danny Partridge. Try to pass them off as your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.For a relaxing break, get away from it all with a mask and snorkel in the fish tank. If no one notices, take out your snorkel and see how many you can catch in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Send e-mail messages saying free pizza, free donuts etc... in the lunchroom, when people complain that there was none... Just lean back, pat your stomach, and say, "Oh you've got to be faster than that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Adjust the tint on your monitor so that the brightness level lights up the entire work area. Insist to others that you like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over his or her caffeine addiction, switch to espresso.&lt;br /&gt;22.Send e-mail to the rest of the company to tell them what you're doing. For example, "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bathroom, in Stall # 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Reply to everything someone says with, "That's what you think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Finish all your sentences with "in accordance with the prophecy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Adjust the tint on your monitor so that the brightness level lights up the entire working area. Insist to others that you like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.In the memo field of all your checks, write 'for sexual favors'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Dont use any punctuation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Use, too...much; punctuation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.As often as possible, skip rather than walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Ask people what sex they are. Laugh hysterically after they answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Specify that your drive-through order is 'to go'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Sing along at the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Call the psychic hotline and don't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.At lunch time, sit in your parked car w/sunglasses on and point a hairdryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don't rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Call 911 and ask if 911 is for emergencies. (warning: you can get arrested for this, but that can be instructive too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their party because you're not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Have your coworkers address you by your wrestling name, "Rock Hard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.When the money comes out of the ATM, scream "I Won!", "I Won!" "3rd time this week!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot, yelling "Run for your lives, they're loose!"(this one might get you arrested too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.Tell your boss, "It's not the voices in my head that bother me, its the voices in your head that do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.Tell your children over dinner. "Due to the economy, we are going to have to let one of you go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.Send this e-mail to everyone in your address book, even if they sent it to you or have asked you not to send them stuff like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-2758288607311080397?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/2758288607311080397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=2758288607311080397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/2758288607311080397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/2758288607311080397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-to-keep-healthy-level-of-insanity.html' title='How to keep a healthy level of insanity!'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-2605343454267124495</id><published>2008-09-28T16:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:07:48.055-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resturants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ormond Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Whats Happening Around Town</title><content type='html'>My reason for creating this blog was so my friends and I can share the things around town we like to do. As moms, we have a wide variety of things we are looking to enjoy. We need activities for our children, things to enjoy as families and things we can do with our friends in those few blessed moments we can be women instead of moms. I have found many activities but none of them seem so extraordinary that they deserve posting. That has changed. While they are not family or children activities, activities that seem to be severely lacking in my blog, they are some of my favorite things to do. First is my weekly belly dancing class. I am a member of club boom, but you need not be to enjoy this class. For a seven dollar fee you may enjoy the facilities, including the classes. My friends have happily paid this to take this class. The teacher is a beautiful dancer whose love of dancing is infectious. She breaks down the routines in to manageable combinations and some of the steps are from previous weeks. This makes learning the steps surprisingly easy. Not that we in any way come close to approximating the skill and grace she has, we have, however, an enjoyable time, learn something new and exciting and we burn some calories and get stronger and more flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other activity I have been remiss in posting involves, you guessed it, the Ormond Wine Co. On Thursdays, they have a wine tasting. The cost is ten dollars. There are usually anywhere from six to ten wines with small appetizers to enjoy with your samples of wine. There is a lot of great information to be acquired. If you make a purchase that night, whether a bottle to take home, a glass to enjoy or food from the restaurant, you get a five dollar credit towards that purchase. So really you get all that for five dollars. I won't go on too much about this because if you want to know more about this restaurant, all you need to do is read more of my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-2605343454267124495?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/2605343454267124495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=2605343454267124495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/2605343454267124495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/2605343454267124495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-happening-around-town.html' title='Whats Happening Around Town'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-3345581106641148605</id><published>2008-09-28T12:36:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:46:29.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easy entertaining'/><title type='text'>Wine Pairing Parties</title><content type='html'>Pairing wine with food seems such a esoteric, daunting and above all personal skill to master. Not feeling able to do this alone, I have decided to put a team on to this task. Couple this with my desire to give frequent parties, but not having the resources to fund them in the manner or frequency I would like to have them, and you have the "wine pairing party" solution. My friends and I each choose our favorite bottle of wine or appetizer that we would like to bring to the party. We individually research the appropriate pairing to go with that choice. After meeting at an appointed time, we lay out our food and wine and determine an order to the tasting. I will not give an order because I am not an expert, but I believe the rule of thumb is light to full bodied. Then we proceed to enjoy the wine by itself, the food by itself and then taste them together. The beauty of this party is that you get to try lots of wines and appetizers, experiment with what tastes good with what, and there is no need for planing or RSPVs because the amount of food and wine is determined by how many show up. The end cost is very reasonable. As you may or may not know, I adore the Ormond Wine Co. I went in there before my last party to get wine and suggestions for my appetizer; it was then that I was told that they had over 250 bottles of wine for under twenty five dollars. I was able to get a very nice bottle of wine and make a substantial appetizer all for under the cost of a meal out. If you enjoy wine, I highly recommend trying this with your friends. I am keeping a journal of the best food and wine pairs of each party. As of right now we have had two. The first 'winner' was a pairing of a Riesling and mini apple tarts. The second was a blended wine called Sunshine with a pear and blue cheese salad with walnuts. Much to my embarrassment as host neither of these were mine. Oh well I guess we'll just have to have more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-3345581106641148605?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/3345581106641148605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=3345581106641148605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/3345581106641148605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/3345581106641148605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2008/09/wine-pairing-parties.html' title='Wine Pairing Parties'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-7634318018315278548</id><published>2007-12-12T16:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:24:59.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Happy Leftovers</title><content type='html'>I love to eat, therefore I have to love to cook since I can't afford to eat out every meal. Even cooking at home can become expensive. One day I realised that the dishes I was cooking from scratch were, originally, designed as an efficient use of leftovers. Every cuisine has numerous dishes that can use leftover meat and vegetables from an earlier dish. Everything from lasagna to stir fry can easily and tastily use ingredients from previous dinners leftovers sitting in the fridge. The easiest, but by no means least, of these dishes is the stir fry. When I made stir fry before, I would spend hours choosing, chopping and cooking veggies and meats for this dish. While it is unrealistic to think that a stir fry will appear with out some new/fresh ingredients, the majority need not be. For the protein anything from leftover fried chicken, grilled fish or even hamburger can be used for it with excellent results. Why cook fresh meat when last nights roast chicken can be thrown in at the last minute instead of being thrown out after it is "past its prime". As for the vegetables, anything from thawed frozen peas to last nights veggie works great. I have experimented with this dish and leftovers without any truly notable flops. That being said, I haven't yet tried corned beef stir fry but I reserve judgement until I do:). The most important thing for this leftover dish (or any for that matter) is in the seasonings. A couple of different sauces (oyster, fish, soy or chili) will lend the authenticity that your protein and vegetables may not.&lt;br /&gt;I was tired of waisting so many leftovers simply because: I didn't have enough for an entire meal,  we didn't want to eat the same thing twice  or just because they were forgotten.  I have had some of my most successful meals by making my leftovers "happy".  I am not talking about the ubiquitous casserole, but of dishes we know and love and make.  If you think about the food your family loves, I bet you will see that many are created out of the frugality of our ancestors.  The more I thought about the more recipes I found.  This is one of many postings I will devote to this, in case, you can't think of what dishes you love lend themselves to the idea of "happy leftovers".&lt;br /&gt;Happy Creating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-7634318018315278548?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/7634318018315278548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=7634318018315278548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/7634318018315278548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/7634318018315278548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-leftovers.html' title='Happy Leftovers'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-9121283376025776634</id><published>2007-11-27T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T15:58:49.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertaining'/><title type='text'>Spinach Balls (an easy entertaining recipe)</title><content type='html'>I love to have and attend parties. I am fortunate enough that I live in a cul-de-sac where impromptu parties happen often. I also have a group of friends that love to get together and eat. This makes for a lot of surprise gatherings. I found a recipe for an excellent appetizer that can be kept on hand and cooked in 20-30 minutes. These spinach balls are great but NOT diet. Don't let the word spinach lead you astray. They are great because even kids seem to like them. Confirmed spinach haters like them. Isn't amazing what 6 eggs, about a half pound of butter and a cup of Parmesan cheese can do ;). They keep in the freezer in a Ziploc bag so they take up relatively little space. Well with out further ado, the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 10 ounce packages of chopped frozen spinach cooked and drained really well.&lt;br /&gt;( I usually put the spinach in a colander and put a weight on it for a half an hour)&lt;br /&gt;1 package (about 6oz) of chicken flavored stuffing mix (&lt;strong&gt;DRY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;do not cook&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;6 eggs lightly beaten&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup of butter melted&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp garlic powder&lt;br /&gt;a couple splashes of hot sauce (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In a medium bowl mix: spinach, stuffing mix, Parmesan and eggs&lt;br /&gt;2. mix garlic powder and hot sauce in to the butter. (if you are using unsalted butter, add salt)&lt;br /&gt;3. Mix butter mixture into spinach mixture and stir well&lt;br /&gt;4. Use a small ice cream scoop (or your hands) to form a 1" to 1 1/2" ball and place on a baking&lt;br /&gt;sheet&lt;br /&gt;5. Freeze on the sheet so they won't stick together in the freezing process. When hard, place in&lt;br /&gt;zip top bag. (if using right a way, cook on sheet @350 for about 10 minutes. Check on them&lt;br /&gt;after 7 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;6. If baking frozen, still heat to 350 but cook15-20 minutes. You will know they are done by the&lt;br /&gt;large puddle of grease they will have &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;made&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says it should make 80 balls, but I usually get a little less. I also usually double the recipe because you can't have too many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-9121283376025776634?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/9121283376025776634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=9121283376025776634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/9121283376025776634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/9121283376025776634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2007/11/spinach-balls-easy-entertaining-recipe.html' title='Spinach Balls (an easy entertaining recipe)'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-6670579591503985721</id><published>2007-11-18T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T12:22:01.797-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organic'/><title type='text'>Going Organic</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I am lost when it comes to going organic. Not only are there confusing and loose definitions about labeling the product, but there is the price. I waver between an all organic, all raw and vegan lifestyle as the only way to stay healthy to, oh heck there was lead paint on cribs a few years back, and this is all a bunch of nonsense go ahead and snort that bacon fat:). Needless to say, I in reality do neither. I think what always made sense, still does. Eat a lot of veggies, exercise, get sleep and stay healthy. I do have a few concerns that the traditional wisdom didn't have to consider. 1) The agricultural innovation over the years, and what are the long term affect of those chemicals and practices. 2) The processing of convenience foods and what is lost nutritionally. Lastly, what are these changes doing to the precarious balance of our environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't have answers to these questions, but I recently received a link from a friend that helped me sort some of this out. (see below for link) I really like the perspective on organic foods and why and how you should choose them. This site lists 11 foods in order of importance and why they are an important addition to your diet. This site is written for all personalities and budgets. The number one food recommended is organic milk. The reason stated is a well thought out one. Milk is a major source for nutrition for children and organic milk supports a large population of organic farmers. Patronizing organic producers helps reduce the cost. Organic milk requires organic: cows, their food, and packaging. The site goes on to say that you get the most for your dollar with milk because its effects will trickle down though many industries. Reduced costs and environmentally friendly agriculture is going to benefit everyone. When I went to the grocery store (I always go to Publix), I was comparing the difference between the Publix milk I usually buy and the Publix Organic milk. The difference was only a few cents a portion. It added up to less than a dollar a gallon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the budget to have every item of food in my house be organic, so I like having some priorities as to where I should spend the money if I want to. I just look around my son's school and see fifth graders taller than myself and the concerns about bovine growth hormones rear their ugly heads. We do eat meat, but try to limit the red meats, but in the milk we drink, we could be consuming just as much as if we had steak every night. I now buy organic milk. These are the reasons I really liked this site and the information it gave. If you are interested, I highly recommend checking it out even if you end up not purchasing any of the products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drgreene.com/555560.html"&gt;http://www.drgreene.com/555560.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-6670579591503985721?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/6670579591503985721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=6670579591503985721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/6670579591503985721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/6670579591503985721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2007/11/going-organic.html' title='Going Organic'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-4533675588071985830</id><published>2007-11-13T15:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T11:18:49.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resturants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ormond Beach'/><title type='text'>Resturant Review: The Ormond Wine Co.</title><content type='html'>Charming atmosphere, delicious food, and wine. What more could you hope for, oh yeah how about reasonable prices! The staff is friendly and accessible. I can honestly recommend everything I have ever tasted, which is almost everything on the menu. My personal favorite is a special not on the menu right now, the duck and blue flat bread. If it isn't available my second favorite is the duck and apple flat bread. Not a duck fan? Neither was I until I tried these flat breads! Still not wanting duck? The chicken and chorizo flat bread is awesome too. The menu consists of: appetizers, paninis, cheese plates, salads and flat breads. The menu also changes so there is often something new to try when you go in. They have a large selection of wines by the glass. The wine by the glass varies too. All of the bottles are available to have with your meal for a ten dollar corkage fee. (and yes you can take home what you don't finish) Don't let the corkage fee annoy you. I have compared their retail wine prices and almost every time they are the lowest. The ten dollar fee is in place of the usual mark up you find in restaurants. It is a deal. They have many ways to sample the wine before you choose too. There is a tasting kiosk at the front that dispenses one ounce glasses of wine to try for an average of $1.75-$3.75. On Wednesdays the machine is set to fifty percent off. They have several flights: two red and two white which are a nice opportunity to have three wines but only one 6 ounce glass, and they sell their glasses in six ounce and three ounce sizes. Did I mention they also have dessert. The coconut creme brule and the chocolate truffle tasting plate are my favorites. On Thursdays starting at 6:30 there is a wine tasting that is only ten dollars. For that price you get to sample six or seven wines with appetizers of great cheeses and olives, and you receive a five dollar credit towards any food or retail purchase that evening. They are open for lunch, but closed on Sunday. So, if you are looking for a new place to eat, check out the Ormond Wine Co. located on the corner of Clyde-Morris and Granada next to Hooligan's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ormondwineco.com/"&gt;http://www.ormondwineco.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-4533675588071985830?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/4533675588071985830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=4533675588071985830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/4533675588071985830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/4533675588071985830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2007/11/resturant-review-ormond-wine-co.html' title='Resturant Review: The Ormond Wine Co.'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357367729347353697.post-3702018493039563002</id><published>2007-11-13T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T15:59:22.972-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Elimate Wasting Fruit</title><content type='html'>If your like me, you buy fruit with the best of intentions, but end up letting a lot of it go bad. Well my husband came up with a brilliant solution. Clean and wash the fruit just before it gets funky and freeze it in a zip top bag. After it is frozen, you just pop the fruit in the blender with juice or yogurt and, voila, instant smoothies. They are pretty healthy and much cheaper then buying frozen fruit. When my son has friends over it is always something they ask for. We have used every fruit imaginable, even grapes, and the smoothies turn out great. The fruit has other uses as well: they make a great pie/cobbler filling (recipe follows). The best use as far as I'm concerned though are daiquiris! After hours of having a mob of children clamoring for frozen drinks, I like one my self. Just add rum;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Audrey's Cobbler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2c Fruit&lt;br /&gt;2/3c sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put the above in a bowl and cover with water and let soak (if you are using the frozen fruit from above, thaw in the refrigerator overnight)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn on oven to 325&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put 2/3 of a stick of butter in a baking dish and put it in the oven take out when the butter is melted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix the batter (recipe below)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour batter into the baking dish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spoon fruit over the batter (use only a little of the water) for sweeter cobbler make sure to get all of the sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bake for one hour at 325&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batter Recipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2/3c sugar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3/4c flour&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 tsp. baking powder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3/4c milk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357367729347353697-3702018493039563002?l=whobeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/feeds/3702018493039563002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357367729347353697&amp;postID=3702018493039563002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/3702018493039563002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357367729347353697/posts/default/3702018493039563002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whobeach.blogspot.com/2007/11/elimate-wasting-fruit.html' title='Elimate Wasting Fruit'/><author><name>OrmondEater</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07991331848584784941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_tcX0BHBic/TrRDZ1c9YrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VLZ2wh2Vscs/s220/photo%2B2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
