<?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-16652371</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:48:01.475-07:00</updated><category term='pattern for sale'/><category term='DWTS'/><title type='text'>The Hundredth Monkey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-1259725477131181320</id><published>2009-02-27T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:27:39.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knife Pleat Tutorial</title><content type='html'>This video is an online companion to the pattern given out at the Knitmore Girls' Meet and Greet at Stitches West.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zc26aAG97m0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zc26aAG97m0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-1259725477131181320?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1259725477131181320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=1259725477131181320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1259725477131181320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1259725477131181320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2009/02/knife-pleat-tutorial.html' title='Knife Pleat Tutorial'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-5731225310992627990</id><published>2009-02-10T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:18:20.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"She was angel-like, when she swam in the river at night"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SZIJtqzkaAI/AAAAAAAAALc/kj1s3z2y9M0/s1600-h/coverwindfal2l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SZIJtqzkaAI/AAAAAAAAALc/kj1s3z2y9M0/s200/coverwindfal2l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301310391557842946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!  New pattern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the generosity of Miss &lt;a href="http://betterthanyarn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jasmin&lt;/a&gt;, my yarn patron, I am pleased to bring you "Windfall," currently available over on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/windfall"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Entrelac on steroids, it measures 46" x 46" and knits up  quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/purchase/chloe-sparkle-designs/13643"&gt;buy now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-5731225310992627990?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5731225310992627990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=5731225310992627990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5731225310992627990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5731225310992627990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2009/02/she-was-angel-like-when-she-swam-in.html' title='&quot;She was angel-like, when she swam in the river at night&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SZIJtqzkaAI/AAAAAAAAALc/kj1s3z2y9M0/s72-c/coverwindfal2l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-7247970710408536569</id><published>2009-01-29T12:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:26:22.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm not the man they think I am at home, oh no, no, no, I'm a rocket man, a rocket man buring at his fuse up here alone"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SYIOU-gacQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zxtvLWFs2K4/s1600-h/P1020261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SYIOU-gacQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zxtvLWFs2K4/s320/P1020261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296811865280246018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally made yarn!   And it was fun!   I foresee a new fiber addiction coming my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Miss &lt;a href="http://betterthanyarn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jasmin&lt;/a&gt;, who lent me her &lt;a href="http://www.louet.com/spinning_weaving/victoria.shtml"&gt;Victoria&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the color of the roving, but I know it's Crown Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a job interview today; wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-7247970710408536569?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7247970710408536569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=7247970710408536569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7247970710408536569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7247970710408536569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-not-man-they-think-i-am-at-home-oh.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m not the man they think I am at home, oh no, no, no, I&apos;m a rocket man, a rocket man buring at his fuse up here alone&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SYIOU-gacQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zxtvLWFs2K4/s72-c/P1020261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-6543685829003503149</id><published>2009-01-05T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:37:21.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Smells like nothing, back to Beatnik"</title><content type='html'>I'm about to share the Dydo secret to awesome fringe; you may want to lay down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one: Cut a piece of cardboard, half the height you want your finished fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step two:  Slice a notch in both ends to act as an anchor, kind of like a giant bobbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step three: Slip your yarn end into one notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step four:  Wind your yarn completely around the cardboard as many times as you need.  For my Montego Bay Scarf, I wrapped that particular piece of cardboard 200 times.  I used a sharpie to keep track of how many wraps I had done, marking every 50 wraps, 'cuz I just don't trust my brain to keep track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step five:  Set this aside until you're ready to attach the fringe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step six:  Cut along the bottom of the cardboard, releasing all those wraps to their full size fringe glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step seven:  Fringe away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-6543685829003503149?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6543685829003503149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=6543685829003503149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/6543685829003503149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/6543685829003503149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2009/01/smells-like-nothing-back-to-beatnik.html' title='&quot;Smells like nothing, back to Beatnik&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-2322138136584500604</id><published>2008-12-12T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:42:43.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh the weather outside is frightful"</title><content type='html'>Attack of the Christmas meme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What is your favorite Christmas carol/song? &lt;/span&gt;Sacred - O Holy Night, Secular - Silver Bells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. White lights or multicolored?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Multis&lt;/span&gt;, but I prefer those &lt;a href="https://ssl.adhost.com/noveltylights/merchant.cfm?pid=132&amp;amp;step=4"&gt;cool old bubble lights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Do you you have a cut tree, live tree or an artificial tree?&lt;/span&gt; Artificial, yet the cats still want to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Eggnog, mulled cider, or hot chocolate? &lt;/span&gt;I make awesome Mexican style hot chocolate.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lurves&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Do you write a Christmas letter? &lt;/span&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. Do you like receiving Christmas letters/photos?&lt;/span&gt;  Sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. What is your favorite Christmas story/movie? &lt;/span&gt;Showgirls.  Dude, it's totally a Christmas movie.  Christmas is going on in the background the whole movie and no one mentions it.  There's even muzak carols playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. Have you ever made a gingerbread house?&lt;/span&gt; No, but I would like to.  Anyone have a recipe for wheat free gingerbread?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10. Poinsettias or holly?&lt;/span&gt; I like the simplicity of Holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11. Do you display a nativity scene?&lt;/span&gt;  No.  The baby Jesus lives in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12. Do you bake Christmas cookies?&lt;/span&gt;  No, but I make marshmallows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13. Ham or turkey?&lt;/span&gt;  "Bacon tastes good.  Pork chops taste good."   I loves me some ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14. In what languages can you wish someone a Merry Christmas (without cheating)?&lt;/span&gt; English, Spanish,  and German.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15. Do you know all the words to Jingle Bells?&lt;/span&gt; I know verses 1, 2, and 4.  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jingle_Bells"&gt;Verse 3 &lt;/a&gt;is kinda self deprecating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16. Do you put presents under the tree?&lt;/span&gt;  Definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17. How do you eat a candy cane?&lt;/span&gt; I start at the straight end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18. What is your biggest holidays pet peeve?&lt;/span&gt;  Not enough public caroling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;19. What is your favorite Christmas tradition?&lt;/span&gt;  Stockings.  Santa does awesome stockings at the Dydo house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20. What was the best present you ever got for Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;  Hmm, when I was little, Santa brought me the perfect cabbage patch doll.  That was pretty damn good.  Yes, I was a child of the eighties.  But the best present I ever got was the day off when I was working in a restaurant that was open on the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21. Do you open gifts Christmas Eve of Christmas Day?&lt;/span&gt;  When I was a kid, I got to open 3 on Christmas eve, but now I save them all for Christmas day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-2322138136584500604?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2322138136584500604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=2322138136584500604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2322138136584500604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2322138136584500604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-weather-outside-is-frightful.html' title='&quot;Oh the weather outside is frightful&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-2607665618087622826</id><published>2008-12-06T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:01:00.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You say it's your birthday, duh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh, it's my Birthday, too"</title><content type='html'>Though not a huge milestone birthday, I am turning 31 today.  Also, happy Birthday Miss Tika! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd celebrate with a little slide show of Chloe through the ages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e16d9700c5bcc1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09e16d9700c5bcc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330167830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70591454431DF344233E825E699E92AE68DC180B.4B9BDB2ED6821FB33C6F0A1E740D675FF7F54273%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e16d9700c5bcc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmzAPM-6glXmqI5CFCqkGIuBVYKo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D09e16d9700c5bcc1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330167830%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70591454431DF344233E825E699E92AE68DC180B.4B9BDB2ED6821FB33C6F0A1E740D675FF7F54273%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e16d9700c5bcc1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmzAPM-6glXmqI5CFCqkGIuBVYKo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to get me something, send me a &lt;a href="http://www.someecards.com/"&gt;saucy e-card&lt;/a&gt;, or buy one of my &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/stores/chloe-sparkle-designs"&gt;patterns&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-2607665618087622826?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9e16d9700c5bcc1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2607665618087622826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=2607665618087622826' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2607665618087622826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2607665618087622826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-say-its-your-birthday-duh-nuh-nuh.html' title='&quot;You say it&apos;s your birthday, duh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh, it&apos;s my Birthday, too&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-1434491766585536179</id><published>2008-11-30T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T18:54:56.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lovely Rita, meter maid, nothing can come between us, when it gets dark I tow your heart away."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/STNsQ_K9S5I/AAAAAAAAADY/DdV2-PCEklI/s1600-h/glam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/STNsQ_K9S5I/AAAAAAAAADY/DdV2-PCEklI/s320/glam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274678627672083346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmer has gone live!  The pattern in now available at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18033103"&gt;Etsy &lt;/a&gt;and on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/mesmer"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;. These socks are so fun to knit, they practically create themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=16151&amp;border=2&amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=2" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/beatles-lyrics.html" title="Beatles Lyrics"&gt;Beatles Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-1434491766585536179?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1434491766585536179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=1434491766585536179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1434491766585536179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1434491766585536179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/11/lovely-rita-meter-maid-nothing-can-come.html' title='&quot;Lovely Rita, meter maid, nothing can come between us, when it gets dark I tow your heart away.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/STNsQ_K9S5I/AAAAAAAAADY/DdV2-PCEklI/s72-c/glam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-7286457855167665157</id><published>2008-11-25T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:00:52.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pattern for sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DWTS'/><title type='text'>"He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor, stood up to the man and gave him what for."</title><content type='html'>I heart Warren Sapp.  It must be declared, here and now.  I love the chemistry between him and Kim Johnson on Dancing with the Stars; I hope they win tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In knitting news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SSyFfkBsDzI/AAAAAAAAADI/sDBWVTMCHFw/s1600-h/galmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SSyFfkBsDzI/AAAAAAAAADI/sDBWVTMCHFw/s320/galmer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272736041037205298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;May I present "Mesmer," my newest pattern, coming out this week.  I got inspired watching Alan Rickman sensually emote all over my teevee in the 1994 flick of the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0110496/"&gt;same name&lt;/a&gt; (thank you netflix, you are my shinning Knight).  This sock pattern features whirling cables around the leg, which gracefully move across the instep.  The cables wind in opposite directions on each sock, so it has a built in anti-second sock syndrome device!  Gauge is 31 stitches and 44 rows over 4” in stockinette stitch on US size 1/2.25 mm needles.  I used one entire skein of Colinette's Jiiterbug in Vatican Pie.  I've got size 7 1/2 feet, so if your feet are bigger, pick up two skeins, or a different sock yarn.  There are loads of sales going on this week at almost all the local yarn shops. So stock up with this pattern in mind! If you're planning on making more holiday presents, these socks took me about 4 days.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SSyF0XsZW1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/xBZk5B2FmAM/s1600-h/glam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SSyF0XsZW1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/xBZk5B2FmAM/s320/glam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272736398503926610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-7286457855167665157?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7286457855167665157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=7286457855167665157' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7286457855167665157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7286457855167665157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-robbed-from-rich-and-he-gave-to-poor.html' title='&quot;He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor, stood up to the man and gave him what for.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SSyFfkBsDzI/AAAAAAAAADI/sDBWVTMCHFw/s72-c/galmer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-323070472399590878</id><published>2008-11-10T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:45:41.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Come on feel the noise.  Girls, rock your boys."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SRj_KLBs8kI/AAAAAAAAADA/KpzuGf5PGic/s1600-h/mistakerib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SRj_KLBs8kI/AAAAAAAAADA/KpzuGf5PGic/s320/mistakerib.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267240314433499714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no surprise I love making hats with ears.  Well, I've decided to share my method.  I've created an excel spreadsheet to help you with the necessary calculations for your own "Open Source Kitty Hat."  Included in the spreadsheet are some tips on fit and style and a thorough explanation of the three needle bind off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?gniyt032zj2"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like it, I'd appreciate it if you'd throw some pennies my way to help with the costs.  Donate via the paypal button on the right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now show me your Kitty Hats!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=1451977129&amp;border=2&amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=4.1" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/quiet-riot-lyrics.html" title="Quiet riot Lyrics"&gt;Quiet riot Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-323070472399590878?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/323070472399590878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=323070472399590878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/323070472399590878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/323070472399590878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/11/come-on-feel-noise-girls-rock-your-boys.html' title='&quot;Come on feel the noise.  Girls, rock your boys.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SRj_KLBs8kI/AAAAAAAAADA/KpzuGf5PGic/s72-c/mistakerib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-7775381233659096640</id><published>2008-11-09T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:38:18.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Well, I talk about it, Talk about it Talk about it Talk about it"</title><content type='html'>For all you &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelers &lt;/a&gt;out there, check it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten of my patterns are now &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/stores/chloe-sparkle-designs"&gt;available for download on Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;, including a few freebies!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those knitters who aren't on Ravelry, you need to get on it.  It is so much fun!  It's really neat to be able to see, pretty much instantly, what other crafters have done with a pattern, or how they've modified it to fit better.  Sure, there's a waiting list, but invites are going out much faster these days.&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/tour/peek"&gt;screen shot tour&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=2147472177&amp;border=2&amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=4" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/soundtrack-artists-lyrics.html" title="Soundtrack Artists Lyrics"&gt;Soundtrack Artists Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-7775381233659096640?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7775381233659096640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=7775381233659096640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7775381233659096640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7775381233659096640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-i-talk-about-it-talk-about-it-talk.html' title='&quot;Well, I talk about it, Talk about it Talk about it Talk about it&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-1314414954470575208</id><published>2008-11-05T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:15:23.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"got up this morning on the right side of my bed, with all these crazy thoughts screaming through my head"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SRHvc5GYwbI/AAAAAAAAACw/YaUSSckC3wo/s1600-h/obamasleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SRHvc5GYwbI/AAAAAAAAACw/YaUSSckC3wo/s320/obamasleeping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265252719015805362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face hurts from smiling so much last night.  I have a Hope hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div width="240" height="220" align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/heart.swf?lyricid=106479" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="240" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/sailor-moon-lyrics.html" title="Sailor Moon Lyrics"&gt;Sailor Moon Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-1314414954470575208?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1314414954470575208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=1314414954470575208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1314414954470575208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1314414954470575208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/11/got-up-this-morning-on-right-side-of-my.html' title='&quot;got up this morning on the right side of my bed, with all these crazy thoughts screaming through my head&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SRHvc5GYwbI/AAAAAAAAACw/YaUSSckC3wo/s72-c/obamasleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-116976204162840976</id><published>2008-11-05T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T10:42:56.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Must separate the church and skate!"</title><content type='html'>Why stop at banning Gay Marriage?  Let's vote how the old testament tells us.  I think we need a amendment to our constitution to ban the eating of shell fish: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leviticus 11 says:&lt;br /&gt;9 These shall ye eat of all that are in the waters: whatsoever hath fins and scales in the waters, in the seas, and in the rivers, them shall ye eat.&lt;br /&gt;10 And all that have not fins and scales in the seas, and in the rivers, of all that move in the waters, and of any living thing which is in the waters, they shall be an abomination unto you:&lt;br /&gt;11 They shall be even an abomination unto you; ye shall not eat of their flesh, but ye shall have their carcasses in abomination.&lt;br /&gt;12 Whatsoever hath no fins nor scales in the waters, that shall be an abomination unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while we're at it, let's enforce sacrifices of our purest male cattle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leviticus 1 says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Speak unto the children of Israel, and say unto them, If any man of you bring an offering unto the LORD, ye shall bring your offering of the cattle, even of the herd, and of the flock.&lt;br /&gt;3: If his offering be a burnt sacrifice of the herd, let him offer a male without blemish: he shall offer it of his own voluntary will at the door of the tabernacle of the congregation before the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who couldn't get behind banning wool mixed with linen (I'm looking at you &lt;a href="http://www.louet.com/yarns/merlin.shtml"&gt;Louet&lt;/a&gt;!) and bowl cuts, (sorry Beatles you're all burning in hell!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leviticus 19 says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: Ye shall keep my statutes. Thou shalt not let thy cattle gender with a diverse kind: thou shalt not sow thy field with mingled seed: neither shall a garment mingled of linen and woolen come upon thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27: Ye shall not round the corners of your heads, neither shalt thou mar the corners of thy beard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once and for all, (right next to the text that says gay marriage should be legislated) let's make adultery a punishable crime and stop those heinous offerings to Molech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leviticus 18 says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: Moreover thou shalt not lie carnally with thy neighbor's wife, to defile thyself with her.&lt;br /&gt;21: And thou shalt not let any of thy seed pass through the fire to Molech, neither shalt thou profane the name of thy God: I am the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;22: Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is abomination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52% of California, you disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=183657&amp;border=2&amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=4" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/nofx-lyrics.html" title="NOFX Lyrics"&gt;NOFX Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-116976204162840976?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/116976204162840976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=116976204162840976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/116976204162840976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/116976204162840976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/11/must-separate-church-and-skate.html' title='&quot;Must separate the church and skate!&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-2099837612393966892</id><published>2008-11-03T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:48:00.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A heart full of love, no fear, no regret" "My name is Marius Pontmercy" "And mine's Cosestte"</title><content type='html'>Farewell, Purlescence.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bid farewell and best wishes to Purlescence Yarns as I move on into new ventures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://purlescence.typepad.com/purlescence/2008/11/farewell-chloe.html"&gt;http://purlescence.typepad.com/purlescence/2008/11/farewell-chloe.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=104388&amp;border=2&amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=2" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/les-miserables-lyrics.html" title="Les Miserables Lyrics"&gt;Les Miserables Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-2099837612393966892?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2099837612393966892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=2099837612393966892' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2099837612393966892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2099837612393966892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/11/heart-full-of-love-no-fear-no-regert-my.html' title='&quot;A heart full of love, no fear, no regret&quot; &quot;My name is Marius Pontmercy&quot; &quot;And mine&apos;s Cosestte&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-5675074156324892382</id><published>2008-10-31T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:42:59.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Can you help me occupy my brain?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQs1a-77ygI/AAAAAAAAACY/zZm6hT6XAM8/s1600-h/F-AtWTJi1YtGRHogxjV4c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQs1a-77ygI/AAAAAAAAACY/zZm6hT6XAM8/s320/F-AtWTJi1YtGRHogxjV4c6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263359327199808002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQs1HszP3wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YdzLSW9BKKU/s1600-h/837220000203_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQs1HszP3wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/YdzLSW9BKKU/s320/837220000203_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263358995914022658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQs0CeMuMLI/AAAAAAAAACI/QbvNo-tWXzY/s1600-h/407220000203_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQs0CeMuMLI/AAAAAAAAACI/QbvNo-tWXzY/s320/407220000203_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263357806583361714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQszuU_sq6I/AAAAAAAAACA/KGmwUWJgGkw/s1600-h/IMG_0986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQszuU_sq6I/AAAAAAAAACA/KGmwUWJgGkw/s320/IMG_0986.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263357460515433378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQszcol5WyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FJydbNCx1d0/s1600-h/493630000203_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQszcol5WyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FJydbNCx1d0/s320/493630000203_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263357156538276642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween has always been my favorite holiday.  (I know, no surprise there.)  I love it so much I wanted a Halloween Wedding.  Happy Anniversary, Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=36129&amp;border=2&amp;bordert=45&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/Ozzy.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=1" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/ozzy-osbourne-lyrics.html" title="Ozzy Osbourne Lyrics"&gt;Ozzy Osbourne Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-5675074156324892382?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5675074156324892382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=5675074156324892382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5675074156324892382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5675074156324892382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-you-help-me-occupy-my-brain.html' title='&quot;Can you help me occupy my brain?&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQs1a-77ygI/AAAAAAAAACY/zZm6hT6XAM8/s72-c/F-AtWTJi1YtGRHogxjV4c6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-5981097027095781886</id><published>2008-10-23T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:00:47.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pattern for sale'/><title type='text'>"The Zombies were having fun, the party had just begun..."</title><content type='html'>I've got a new pattern for sale!  May I present, "Cranio":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQAwDw9ep5I/AAAAAAAAABg/oRxZfAcLNbo/s1600-h/IMGP1427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQAwDw9ep5I/AAAAAAAAABg/oRxZfAcLNbo/s320/IMGP1427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260257206009243538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perfect for Halloween, or if you're like me, anytime of year!  I wore mine out to Karaoke tonight and it was a big hit.  Of course, I had to announce, once I got the mic, that "I made my hat"   before I sang "Baby One More Time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to buy it, kindly click the paypal button and I'll email you the .pdf.&lt;br /&gt;Or you can buy it and download it at &lt;a href="http://ravelry.com"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/purchase/chloe-sparkle-designs/9984"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ravelry.com/images/shopping/buy-now.gif" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQAxPXbIF4I/AAAAAAAAABo/0Jj7OeXBVxw/s1600-h/cranio2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQAxPXbIF4I/AAAAAAAAABo/0Jj7OeXBVxw/s320/cranio2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260258504824330114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created this as a commission for a friend and I was so excited about it, I made myself one.  And you know I'll be rockin' it all year long!  I think I'm going to make another one, but embellish it with sequins, beads, and embroidery floss so it's more like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calavera &lt;/span&gt;for Dia de los Muertos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cmd" value="_s-xclick"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="hosted_button_id" value="635630"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="image" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_buynowCC_LG.gif" border="0" name="submit" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" width="1" height="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/scr/pixel.gif" border="0" width="1" height="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=80986&amp;amp;border=2&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=3" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" name="scroll" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" width="180" height="210"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/bonzo-dog-doo-dah-band-lyrics.html" title="Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band Lyrics"&gt;Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-5981097027095781886?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5981097027095781886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=5981097027095781886' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5981097027095781886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5981097027095781886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/zombies-were-having-fun-party-had-just.html' title='&quot;The Zombies were having fun, the party had just begun...&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SQAwDw9ep5I/AAAAAAAAABg/oRxZfAcLNbo/s72-c/IMGP1427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-2426155272942870062</id><published>2008-10-14T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T16:57:40.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DWTS'/><title type='text'>"Am I scaring you tonight?  Your mind is in Disturbia.  Ain't used to what you like."</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry mom and Audie; I like Susan Lucci. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the classic mistake of confusing an actor with their character.  I watched Susan Lucci portray the heinous &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erica_Kane"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Erica Kane Martin Brent Cudahy Chandler Roy Roy Montgomery Montgomery Chandler Marick Marick Montgomery&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for years and I pretty much wrote her off, laughing every time she lost the daytime emmy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have been completely enchanted with her on &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/dancingwiththestars/index?pn=index"&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;/a&gt;.  She's been kicking ass and turning out great dances week after week.  I'm loving her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm totally in love with Lance  &amp;amp; Lacey and Warren &amp;amp; Kym.  Anybody else out there watching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=2147477147&amp;amp;border=6&amp;amp;bordert=0&amp;amp;bgfont=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/Rihanna_4.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x202020&amp;amp;filtert=27&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=10&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/rihanna-lyrics.html" title="Rihanna Lyrics"&gt;Rihanna Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-2426155272942870062?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2426155272942870062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=2426155272942870062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2426155272942870062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2426155272942870062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-i-scaring-you-tonight-your-mind-is.html' title='&quot;Am I scaring you tonight?  Your mind is in Disturbia.  Ain&apos;t used to what you like.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-7946617123135846565</id><published>2008-10-05T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T13:09:15.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"From my heart and from my hand, why don't people understand my intentions?"</title><content type='html'>"IT'S ALIVE!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Chloe!  How do you feel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel GOOD, oh, I feel so Good, uh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about 7 weeks after my surgery and I feel like my old self again.  There's been no pain, no vicodin for several weeks now.  Heck, I haven't even had to take Advil.  I'm exercising, getting lots of stuff done around the house, and helping my parents move into their new home.  (My mom finally owns!  I'm so proud of her.  Plus, the house is TOO freakin' cute.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the knitting front, I'm trying to get done all my lingering projects.  I think I'm going to reassess things I no longer really have an interest in knitting and rip 'em out.  The ones I still totally love I'm gonna buckle down and finish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should just toss everything and start fresh?  Cleaning out my mom's house (rented for 30 years) has given me a new perspective on the amount of stuff I personally own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=41422&amp;amp;border=2&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xEF00FD&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/olivedisco.gif&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=4" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/oingo-boingo-lyrics.html" title="Oingo Boingo Lyrics"&gt;Oingo Boingo Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-7946617123135846565?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7946617123135846565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=7946617123135846565' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7946617123135846565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7946617123135846565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-my-heart-and-from-my-hand-why-dont.html' title='&quot;From my heart and from my hand, why don&apos;t people understand my intentions?&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-4629443462449665131</id><published>2008-09-04T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:49:45.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I want something good to die for"</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is not a political blog, but I am so freaking tired of all this sexism hypocrisy the republican pundits are spewing forth.  Watch this clip from The Daily Show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/5045480/the-daily-show-calls-out-republicans-sudden-interest-in-sexism"&gt;http://jezebel.com/5045480/the-daily-show-calls-out-republicans-sudden-interest-in-sexism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=189316&amp;amp;border=2&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0xEF00FD&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" name="scroll" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" width="180" height="210"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/queens-of-the-stone-age-lyrics.html" title="Queens of The Stone Age Lyrics"&gt;Queens of The Stone Age Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-4629443462449665131?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4629443462449665131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=4629443462449665131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/4629443462449665131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/4629443462449665131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-something-good-to-die-for.html' title='&quot;I want something good to die for&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-1692667705052234567</id><published>2008-09-01T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T04:29:00.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"There you go, loookin' pitiful, just because I let you go."</title><content type='html'>I want to say a big thanks to everyone who's read the whole Harry Potter series and didn't spoil it for me.  As part of my convalescence entertainment, I read books 2-7.  I  just finished Deathly Hallows and, oh my god, I was so weepy for the last 100 pages.  Wow.  It was really well done!  Yay, that one of my life goals down...now onto conquering the Ukulele!  (I've already learned to play "Amazing Grace", Hey-ya," and "Wish you were here")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for all the love!  I'm progressing along just fine.  Still tired, still sore, but I'm thoroughly resting; I'm in no hurry to injure myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=608&amp;amp;border=7&amp;amp;bordert=34&amp;amp;bgfont=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/Pink_2.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=21&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=1.8" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" name="scroll" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" width="180" height="210"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/pink-lyrics.html" title="Pink Lyrics"&gt;Pink Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-1692667705052234567?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1692667705052234567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=1692667705052234567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1692667705052234567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1692667705052234567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-you-go-loookin-pitiful-just.html' title='&quot;There you go, loookin&apos; pitiful, just because I let you go.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-5110801334639169394</id><published>2008-08-25T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:46:26.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The center of attention, even when they're up against the wall"</title><content type='html'>HI peeps!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to pop on here and let everyone know that I am doing quite well.  I'm getting lots of good rest, taking it easy for all of us sinners.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate all the thoughts, prayers, and get well wishes.  It really means a lot for me to open up my inbox and read your warm fuzzies!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And check out this nifty little gadget I just found:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=2147452611&amp;border=7&amp;bordert=0&amp;bgfont=0xFFFFFF&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/BritneySpears_3.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=42.6&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=2.8" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/britney-spears-lyrics.html" title="Britney Spears Lyrics"&gt;Britney Spears Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you'll know where the blog titles come from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-5110801334639169394?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5110801334639169394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=5110801334639169394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5110801334639169394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5110801334639169394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/08/center-of-attention-even-when-theyre-up.html' title='&quot;The center of attention, even when they&apos;re up against the wall&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-7420876217530248941</id><published>2008-08-20T17:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:57:16.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"From all the unborn chicken voices in my head..."</title><content type='html'>Yup - Eddie is guest blogging. We felt this would be the best way to inform all of you internet types in one swoop from this fella. I'll be updating you kids while she's incapacitated. This is the part where you say "Uh-oh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last two days, we've been overwhelmed with phone calls and text  messages and emails and Gatorade (Chloe's not eating solids yet). I'd love to  call each and every one of you back, but after repeating the same thing enough  times to make a baker happy with his dozen, I thought I'd hit you all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, of course, doesn't mean we love you any less... it just means we've a lot on the table right now. By broadcasting over this virtual PA you will hopefully get all the answers, and I won't need to get laryngitis from saying it so often! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So here's the summary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgery went smoothly. There were no complications, according to Dr. Nezhat. We get a full description and breakdown as soon as Chloe is well enough for the follow up visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime here is what we do know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chloe is doing great. She's home and should be ready for visitors by the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is heavily medicated and bedridden - hold off on the calls for a couple more days. (Text messages are great! She can reply at her leisure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The nurses and docs were pretty impressed to see her walking around the halls &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;afternoon. My Chloe is one tough bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"The scarring and adhesions were severe and extensive." Nezhat repeated and reiterated "severe" enough to temp me to buy him a thesaurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There were no unexpected illnesses or cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I mistook the first time he said "adhesion" for "infection" - this is incorrect info and sorry to those i've already passed it along to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The remaining half ovary on her left side, as well as the right fallopian tube were removed. (Her left tube was removed in the previous surgery).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We'll still be able to have kids, but the need for help is now certain in that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She is out of commision for 4 days to 8 weeks - this has not yet been defined but will be determined by how well she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It'll be 2 weeks before she'll be able to drive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are in good spirits, and are accepting good spirits as gifts. She's a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Daniel%27s"&gt;Jack &lt;/a&gt;fan and I like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Russian_%28cocktail%29"&gt;white russians&lt;/a&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I won't post our mailing address or phone #'s, but comment that you'd like them and I'll cut and paste an email to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Post your comments here and Chloe will read them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your question wasn't answered here, please ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;She'll be back in action soon enough. Thanks again for all the well wishes - We'll both try to get back to your calls as soon as we regain our ball bearings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SKy4dkBZTVI/AAAAAAAAABY/HWW13CBvWm4/s1600-h/P1010703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SKy4dkBZTVI/AAAAAAAAABY/HWW13CBvWm4/s320/P1010703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236763284750290258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I snapped a pic of Chloe in pre-op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-7420876217530248941?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7420876217530248941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=7420876217530248941' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7420876217530248941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/7420876217530248941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-all-unborn-chicken-voices-in-my_20.html' title='&quot;From all the unborn chicken voices in my head...&quot;'/><author><name>Eddie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09427987606018390442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tv78O6XN2v4/SKyv4z3qp1I/AAAAAAAAAHw/JSVb_MDw9XI/S220/n1154584072_30035321_9617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SKy4dkBZTVI/AAAAAAAAABY/HWW13CBvWm4/s72-c/P1010703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-318049829294953686</id><published>2008-08-14T15:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:21:17.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"sometimes I don't speak right, but yet I know what I'm talking about."</title><content type='html'>"He's a good man, and thorough" (name that movie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-op with Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nezhat&lt;/span&gt; and his assistant surgeons.   I was very pleased with my meeting.  Everyone in his office took the time to explain exactly what was going to happen, including "what if" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scenarios&lt;/span&gt;.  Never did I feel like crying, like I had in my two previous per-ops.  I felt really happy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;optimistic&lt;/span&gt;, excited even.  There's a very unlikely chance they'll remove both ovaries  (only to save my life) and pretty much no chance they'll remove my uterus.  Likely, the surgery is gonna be a very thorough clean up of scar tissue.  They're going to check a good chunk of my abdomen (stomach, liver, uterus, intestines, etc.) for adhesions and remove them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went over to Stanford for my meeting with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anesthesiologist&lt;/span&gt;, I got the same excellent care I'd received earlier.  Everyone was really friendly and answered all my questions.  They took my motion sickness (which can lead to complications with the anesthesia) very seriously, and they were sweet, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My surgery is set for 7:30 am; I gotta be there at 5:30 am.  Expected surgery time is 2 hours, but 3 hours are blocked for it.  After that, it's about an hour in recovery, then a stay in the "23 hour" ward.  I'll be at Stanford overnight, maybe longer if I need it.  My recuperation after the surgery can be anywhere from 4 days - 8 weeks, but they expect me to take about 3.  Dr. Nezhat's office will be calling everyday the week after my surgery and checking on me.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really good about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-318049829294953686?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/318049829294953686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=318049829294953686' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/318049829294953686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/318049829294953686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/08/sometimes-i-dont-speak-right-but-yet-i.html' title='&quot;sometimes I don&apos;t speak right, but yet I know what I&apos;m talking about.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-8354085462261955589</id><published>2008-08-14T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:48:39.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Happy talking, talking happy talk, talk about things you like to do"</title><content type='html'>My surgeon's got a page in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camran_Nezhat"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pre-op is tomorrow!  An interesting note on that, though... The interwebs has been blowing up today about &lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/us_and_americas/article4531119.ece"&gt;the discovery of a supposed Sasquatch body&lt;/a&gt;.  There is going to be a press conference held 4.4 miles away from my doctor's office to present DNA and photo evidence.  Do you think there's going to be traffic?  Should I call ahead and warn them about possible lateness due to &lt;a href="http://www.searchingforbigfoot.com/"&gt;Bigfoot shenanigans&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-8354085462261955589?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/8354085462261955589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=8354085462261955589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/8354085462261955589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/8354085462261955589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-talking-talking-happy-talk-talk.html' title='&quot;Happy talking, talking happy talk, talk about things you like to do&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-1010513622900092171</id><published>2008-07-29T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:14:58.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know, know, know"</title><content type='html'>Hiii Everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last few months have been a terrific learning experience.  Mainly, learning all about my cats and what they do during the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a date!  If you'll notice the handy little countdown widget in my sidebar---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgery is going to be August 19, 2008 with my pre-op meeting the Friday before.  I'll have more details once I have my pre-op, but basically, this is another laproscopy to clean up all the scar tissue from my Endometriosis.  There's a possibility the surgery will be in-patient and I'll be in the hospital for a couple days.  I'd love vistors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-1010513622900092171?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1010513622900092171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=1010513622900092171' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1010513622900092171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1010513622900092171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/07/yes-ive-been-black-but-when-i-come-back.html' title='&quot;Yes I&apos;ve been black but when I come back you&apos;ll know, know, know&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-3748725253015849257</id><published>2008-06-25T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:58:43.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in"</title><content type='html'>Check it, yo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lebowskifest.com/sf08.asp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SGKy-dc7OLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YDezOMeCHME/s400/LB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215928104576039090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of my condition:&lt;br /&gt;I recently found out that my lady bits problems are genetic.  My Aunt M and my Great Aunt B both had complications from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;endometriosis&lt;/span&gt;.  It's comforting, in a way, to know that this was something left to me by the genetic lottery and totally of out my hands.  The part that worries me, though, is that my Aunts had one baby each, with great difficulty, before they were my age.  It's been thirty years since my Aunt had her treatment and there have been huge leaps in treating this ailment, but I still worry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pain is currently up and down; it's definitely down since I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lupron&lt;/span&gt; shot (just Advil for me!)  I really just want to get back on with my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-3748725253015849257?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3748725253015849257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=3748725253015849257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/3748725253015849257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/3748725253015849257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-just-dropped-in-to-see-what-condition.html' title='&quot;I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/SGKy-dc7OLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YDezOMeCHME/s72-c/LB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-4465325166239673205</id><published>2008-06-10T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:35:17.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"And don'tcha feel all warm and cozy, Watching people out in the rain! That's...Schadenfreude!  People taking pleasure in your pain!"</title><content type='html'>OH, sweet Schadenfreude! How you have nurtured me in my convalescence. (Ok, I'm just being dramatic, but I do like to see mean people get their come-upance!) I just randomly happened upon a reality teevee recap and happened to see one of my old bosses on &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/player/?channel=109277"&gt;"The Bachelorette," &lt;/a&gt;throwing a hissyfit about the same things that used to drive him nutsy when we worked together. Oh, Robert, I'm sorry I tried to call you "Bobert" once, but at least you didn't throw something at &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; when I tried to give you a nickname: &lt;a href="http://primetime.tv.yahoo.com/"&gt;http://primetime.tv.yahoo.com/&lt;/a&gt; The Monday recap for "The Bachelorette" Check out at 1:14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lest you think I'm cruel and heartless, let me share with you my own foray into reality television:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/te4QA_C7WJQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check me out at 31 seconds and at 1:24. I may have appeared undignified on National Television, but at least I got $5,000 out of it!  (And I didn't weep salty, salty tears for my ex-employees to see and mock!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-4465325166239673205?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4465325166239673205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=4465325166239673205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/4465325166239673205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/4465325166239673205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-dontcha-feel-all-warm-and-cozy.html' title='&quot;And don&apos;tcha feel all warm and cozy, Watching people out in the rain! That&apos;s...Schadenfreude!  People taking pleasure in your pain!&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-1271385753954706615</id><published>2008-05-30T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T11:14:15.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Your mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?" Aw, mom you're just jealous it's the Beastie Boys!"</title><content type='html'>I am a very patient person.  I am one to say, "hate is such a strong word."  I usually use "disappointed" or "don't care for." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MEDICAL BUREAUCRACY! DO NOT WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a call from the insurance company that doles out Lupron shots.  They were confirming my date of birth and my co-pay.  They'll ship out my shot in the next couple of days. What the heck, yo?  The Dr.'s office ordered it May 20th.  Now, it's not like I'm really eager to go into an early menopause, but I'd like to get this whole thing over and done with.  The longer insurance companies quibble with each other the longer I have to wait to get well.  poop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-1271385753954706615?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1271385753954706615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=1271385753954706615' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1271385753954706615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/1271385753954706615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/your-mom-busted-in-and-said-whats-that.html' title='&quot;Your mom busted in and said, &quot;What&apos;s that noise?&quot; Aw, mom you&apos;re just jealous it&apos;s the Beastie Boys!&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-5269728385163006108</id><published>2008-05-27T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:37:45.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"cause lately I've been thinking of combustion as a welcome vacation from the burdens of the planet Earth."</title><content type='html'>Hiya kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, all my blog post titles have been lyrics from whatever random song I have stuck in my head.  Sometimes it means something; sometimes it doesn't.  Eddie got some great advice once that's stuck with me for a long time: "Don't make it out to be more than what it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the latest news with regards to my medical condition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be getting a shot of &lt;a href="http://www.endofacts.com/luprondepot/"&gt;Lupron &lt;/a&gt;in the next couple of days.  I'll be in a medically induced menopause for three months to calm my endometriosis down.  In about 8 weeks, I'm going to have another &lt;a href="http://nezhat.org/faq/index.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Laparoscopy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, this time done by Dr. &lt;a href="http://nezhat.org/"&gt;Camran Nezhat&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll be down for at least 8 weeks after that, trying to avoid giving myself a hernia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really trying to remain hopeful that this will be the last surgery.  This time around has been so much harder on me mentally and emotionally.  I've never been through anything like this last year and my mental resources are absolutely sapped.  So if you feel like getting me a present, get me something from &lt;a href="http://usa.lush.com/cgi-bin/lushdb/index.html?lang=en_US&amp;amp;dlang=en"&gt;Lush &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.vosgeschocolate.com/"&gt;Vosges&lt;/a&gt;!  (I need chocolate and pampering to build up my serotonin levels.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on edge most of the time, anxious, scared.  My social filters are most certainly lacking.  I say things I wouldn't normally say and act out of character.  It doesn't take much to make me cry or rather it seems like everything in my life right now is really traumatic so maybe I have a good reason for bursting into tears! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, what this all means is I'm going to be out of commission for a few months.  I won't be in the shop, my mobility is limited because of the chronic pain, and I'm not driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I greatly appreciate the e-cards, emails, and visits.  Please, if you'd like to come visit me, drop me a line and we'll set up some time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-5269728385163006108?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5269728385163006108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=5269728385163006108' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5269728385163006108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/5269728385163006108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/cause-lately-ive-been-thinking-of.html' title='&quot;cause lately I&apos;ve been thinking of combustion as a welcome vacation from the burdens of the planet Earth.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-4109648936748644510</id><published>2008-05-05T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T11:55:12.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey!"</title><content type='html'>Yes, I've got "No Doubt" stuck in my head.  I've been watching Dancing with the Stars online while I convalesce and someone did a mambo to "Hey Baby."  Now that catchy tune has worked it's way through my tortuous ear canals and burrowed deep within my psyche.  "Out Psy-pest!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did say convalesce.  I'm sick again.  Bad sick.  Surgery sick.  More of the same crap that happened last year is happening again.  This time, I'm not messing around.  I've gone to better educated specialists who've referred me on to even better educated surgeons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe Sparkle, yarn pusher. A woman barely alive. Gentlemen, we can rebuild her. We have the technology. We have the capability to build the world's first bionic knitter. Chloe Sparkle will be that knitter. Better than she was before. Better, stronger, faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking some serious time off to heal.  Please, contact me while I'm out on medical leave.  I may be sick, but I still love and miss you guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me on Ravelry: ChloeSparkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've got gmail, chat me up: chloe.sparkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me animated e-cards: chloe dot sparkle at gmail dot com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-4109648936748644510?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4109648936748644510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=4109648936748644510' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/4109648936748644510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/4109648936748644510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-baby-hey-baby-hey.html' title='&quot;Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey!&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-2504105679567187977</id><published>2007-08-30T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T11:51:04.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm a be a J-U-DOUBLEG-A-L-O, we got a raw deal, I'm a be a J-U-DOUBLEG-A-L-O, a killin' everybody."</title><content type='html'>I saw this over at &lt;a href="http://nathaniaapple.typepad.com/knit_quilt_stitch/"&gt;Nathania&lt;/a&gt;'s blog and I couldn't resist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Chloe Kestermont --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;[adjective]:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely extreme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing better; I expect to be back to work soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-2504105679567187977?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2504105679567187977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=2504105679567187977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2504105679567187977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2504105679567187977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-be-j-u-doubleg-l-o-we-got-raw-deal.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m a be a J-U-DOUBLEG-A-L-O, we got a raw deal, I&apos;m a be a J-U-DOUBLEG-A-L-O, a killin&apos; everybody.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-6989862666998845573</id><published>2007-08-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:58:43.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everybody's going to the party have a real good time. Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/Rr9AUFsE0NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tohN3oHSpdA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/Rr9AUFsE0NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tohN3oHSpdA/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097864017075294418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, peeps!  I am groggy, but I am eating.  I hope all post-surgery nausea has passed.  I definitely feel more out of it this time that I did last time, but I'm chalking that up to a more invasive surgery.  My left fallopian tube is now gone, but my right one is running clear.  Apparently, I had more &lt;a href="http://www.healthatoz.com/healthatoz/Atoz/common/standard/transform.jsp?requestURI=/healthatoz/Atoz/ency/ovarian_torsion.jsp"&gt;ovarian torsion&lt;/a&gt;, but this time the tubes had tangled around my ovaries and swung behind my uterus.  I'm still not sure of the diagnosis, but I think &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endometriosis"&gt;endometriosis &lt;/a&gt;is to blame for all my recent problems.  Thanks for all the love and prayers.  I miss you guys.  Thanks for the flowers, Audie.  Irises are my favorite!    The cats think the box is awesome, of course.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/Rr9AmFsE0OI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R3EEUoq9zIY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/Rr9AmFsE0OI/AAAAAAAAAAc/R3EEUoq9zIY/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097864326312939746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-6989862666998845573?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6989862666998845573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=6989862666998845573' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/6989862666998845573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/6989862666998845573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2007/08/everybodys-going-to-party-have-real.html' title='&quot;Everybody&apos;s going to the party have a real good time. Dancing in the desert, blowing up the sunshine.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/Rr9AUFsE0NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tohN3oHSpdA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-2765060607561785565</id><published>2007-08-07T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:29:23.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I thought I could organize freedom; how Scandanavian of me."</title><content type='html'>To quote Rorschach from Watchmen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hurm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again.  Sitting at my Allen Wrench powered desk the eve before another surgery.  It's almost the same thing this time as it was the last.  I've got an ovarian cyst that's twice as big as my ovary causing me a wee bit o' pain.  My surgeon's going in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Laproscopically&lt;/span&gt; at first, but they may open me up further if things need to be removed.  We're taking the conservative approach, but she won't know what needs to happen until she's in there.  I hate to sound like a broken record, but this has been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doozy&lt;/span&gt; of a year.  I am very much ready for 2007 to be over.  So cross your fingers for me around 12:30 PST, 8/8/07.  I'll throw up a quick update to let you know my status in a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-2765060607561785565?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2765060607561785565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=2765060607561785565' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2765060607561785565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/2765060607561785565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-thought-i-could-organize-freedom-how.html' title='&quot;I thought I could organize freedom; how Scandanavian of me.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-3842515812110631624</id><published>2007-07-10T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:58:43.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Hero of Canton, the man they call...me!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/RpPgvNrBrUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JOMIaIpBG5w/s1600-h/jayne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/RpPgvNrBrUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JOMIaIpBG5w/s400/jayne.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085655505960021314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eddie wanted a Jayne hat that actually fit like Jayne's.&lt;br /&gt;So I made this ridiculously huge hat and it works on him!  I hope this can help&lt;br /&gt;other big headed brown coats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red = C1&lt;br /&gt;Orange = C2&lt;br /&gt;Yellow = C3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size US 7/4.5 mm 16" circular needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gauge:  5 sts to the inch&lt;br /&gt;7 rows to the inch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ear flaps, Make 2&lt;br /&gt;Using C1. cast on one st.&lt;br /&gt;Row 1:K1fbf&lt;br /&gt;Row 2 and all even rows: Purl all stitches.&lt;br /&gt;Row 3 and subsequent odd rows: K1, M1, K to last st, M1, K1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat last two rows until there are 35 sts.&lt;br /&gt;work in st st for 24 rows.  Place sts on holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With C2, knit across ear flap sts, cast on 25, knit across&lt;br /&gt;other ear flap sts, cast on 25 sts.  (120 sts total)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join in the round and work 5 rounds of 1x1 rib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work in st st with C2 until C2 section measures 3.25" -&lt;br /&gt;including rib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work in st with C3 for 4.25".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decrease rounds:&lt;br /&gt;Round 1: K2tog across all sts.  (60 sts)&lt;br /&gt;Round 2: K2tog across all sts.  (30 sts)&lt;br /&gt;Round 3: K2tog across all sts.  (15 sts)&lt;br /&gt;Round 4: K1, K2tog across remaining sts.  (8 sts)&lt;br /&gt;Cut yarn and draw through remaining sts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use leftover yarn to make a pom pom and attach to top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give to your favorite Cabezon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-3842515812110631624?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3842515812110631624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=3842515812110631624' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/3842515812110631624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/3842515812110631624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2007/07/hero-of-canton-man-they-callme.html' title='&quot;The Hero of Canton, the man they call...me!&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XXyPIKHYRBo/RpPgvNrBrUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JOMIaIpBG5w/s72-c/jayne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-4165224446381952497</id><published>2007-05-24T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:39:50.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A little less conversation, a little more action"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Health&lt;/span&gt; update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgery went well, even better than I had hoped.  I'll be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;convalescing&lt;/span&gt; at home for the next couple weeks, so if you've got any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; websites you spend hours on, let me know!  I need entertainment.  Badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-4165224446381952497?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4165224446381952497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=4165224446381952497' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/4165224446381952497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/4165224446381952497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2007/05/little-less-conversation-little-mroe.html' title='&quot;A little less conversation, a little more action&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-6996776703363455594</id><published>2007-05-17T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T17:14:13.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clearing up a little misunderstanding...</title><content type='html'>This was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;annonymous&lt;/span&gt; comment left on my blog, relating to a posting I made on September 1, 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why was Rosie let go??? She was one of your best and friendly sales persons. She helped me with all my yarn and knitting needs and was so pleasing to work with. I really feel you have made a HUGE mistake here in letting her go. I actually heard she was fired!! Again, bad choice in my eyes... I wont be back, sorry to say. Yet somehow I feel she will find an even better door to open, with nicer people to work with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, you've got the wrong person.  I don't have any employees in my shop.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Purlescence&lt;/span&gt; Yarns is only run by its three owners: Sandi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nathania&lt;/span&gt;, and me.  I don't know anything about the situation that inspired this comment.  I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-6996776703363455594?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6996776703363455594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=6996776703363455594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/6996776703363455594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/6996776703363455594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2007/05/clearing-up-little-misunderstanding.html' title='Clearing up a little misunderstanding...'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-3958697380330055607</id><published>2007-04-24T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:56:12.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sittin' down beside my ignorance, nobody loves me like you do."</title><content type='html'>The Big Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't updated in quite a while, but I had a really good reason this time.  I've been extremely sick.  How sick, you ask?  The sickest I have ever been in my life, hospitalized sick.  So sick I now have a much thicker medical history.  Here's the time line/deal, skip to the last paragraph for a summary if you don't want details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 13, late Tuesday night:  Thinking I was sick from some sushi I had eaten earlier in the day,  I went to the emergency room at Valley Med.  Before I left, I had thrown up a few times and begun to have intense abdominal pain.  When I checked in at the ER, my blood pressure was 72/27.  Even though the ER was crowded, they got me into a room and bed immediately.  I three up one more time before the doctor could get to me.  I had a fever of 102.  They put me on morphine and anti-nauseates and assumed I had food poisoning.  I "stabilized" enough for them to send me home at around 6 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 14 &amp; 15:  I don't remember very well.  I was downing the anti-abdominal cramping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; they gave me every two hours.  It wasn't really helping.  I couldn't keep any liquids down: I didn't want to eat at all.  Over those two days I ate half an apple and half a packet of oatmeal.  I pretty much slept for 48 hours.  The fever didn't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 16:  I went to see my personal physician because nothing had changed since Tuesday night.  She examined me and knew it wasn't food poisoning.  She strongly suggested I go over to the ER at Good Samaritan in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gatos&lt;/span&gt;.  I went to their ER, and proceeded to have many tests.  First off, they gave me anti-nauseates and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dilaudid&lt;/span&gt;.  Then I had a CT scan.  It was inconclusive so I had an ultrasound.  The ultrasound showed abscesses on my ovaries.  After the US, they gave me a full pelvic exam (the first of many.)  The doctor pulled out a light up speculum and I commented, "Whee!  It's Christmas for my vagina!" (Top that for inappropriate hospital comments, Molly M.)  The doctor was not amused, but the nurse laughed her ass off.  After several hours of exams,  my personal physician came down to the ER to have me admitted to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 16 - 21:  I was in the hospital.  The first couple days, I was totally out of it.  I looked absolutely horrid; my eyes were sunken in, I had massive circles under my eyes, and I had dropped a lot of weight in just a couple days so my skin was hanging off me.  They had me on IV antibiotics the whole time.  I was so thankful for all my visitors and the portable DVD player &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nathania&lt;/span&gt; brought me.  I did start to go a little stir crazy once I had healed enough to walk around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 21 Wednesday afternoon:    I was released from  the hospital.  We went to the pharmacy to get the antibiotics I'd be on for the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rested at home for the next week, then slowly started coming back to work.  A week after the hospital release, I had an appointment with my doctor.  That's when I got the bad news.  The scarring caused by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tubo&lt;/span&gt;-ovarian-abscesses is going to make it very difficult for me to get pregnant.  There are things that can be done, operations I can have, egg donors, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;invitro&lt;/span&gt; fertilization...it's not hopeless, it just won't be easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that first check up, I saw my doctor a couple more times because the pain hadn't gone away.  The scarring is making things painful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 18:  I went in for my follow up ultrasound.  They were really nice, but I was getting a little tired of foreign object in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;-ha.  So many people have been looking at my lady bits, I almost feel like I'm back in college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 24, today:  I had a pelvic/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;papsmere&lt;/span&gt; with my doctor.  She reviewed my ultrasound results and they weren't good.  Nothing has changed much.  I'm back on antibiotics and I'm going to see a specialist next week.  I have three options now: wait and see, more antibiotics, or surgery.  We'll see what the specialist says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up:  Been really sick, thought I was getting better, but I'm not.  All I can do is wait and see how this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-3958697380330055607?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3958697380330055607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=3958697380330055607' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/3958697380330055607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/3958697380330055607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2007/04/sittin-down-beside-my-ignorance-nobody.html' title='&quot;Sittin&apos; down beside my ignorance, nobody loves me like you do.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-116574102865553595</id><published>2006-12-10T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:57:08.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I keep on playing our favorite song, I turn it up while you're gone"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6521/1586/1600/645532/IMG_2758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6521/1586/320/714178/IMG_2758.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squee!  I'm published in &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter06/PATTtwinkletoes.html"&gt;Knitty&lt;/a&gt;!  Thanks so much for all your comments and emails.  All the support warms my cold little heart!  Now show me pictures of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;Twinkletoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;BTW, this is the full pic from which my headshot was cropped.  It was taken at the CIA in North Hollywood where I opened for a friend's band by doing a fire fan performance!  See below for an action shot from the show.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6521/1586/1600/286137/chloe6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6521/1586/320/660648/chloe6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-116574102865553595?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/116574102865553595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=116574102865553595' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/116574102865553595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/116574102865553595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-keep-on-playing-our-favorite-song-i.html' title='&quot;I keep on playing our favorite song, I turn it up while you&apos;re gone&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-116543468332651268</id><published>2006-12-06T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T11:51:23.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"let me see you shake that @$$ and break a hip on me."</title><content type='html'>Sorry, for the title; I'm listening to some gangsta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey kids!   I know it's been a while, but you all know, I have been wayyyy busy!  This opening up a &lt;a href="http://www.purlescenceyarns.com"&gt;yarn shop&lt;/a&gt; is hard work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is my birthday!  Forgive me if I go a little maudlin or introspective here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last year in my twenties.  (Well, technically 30 is the last year of the decade, but this is the last year I'll have a 2 in the tens place.)  I feel like I'm in the right spot.  For once I really like I've accomplished enough to earn my age.  I've spent the morning reminiscing and reflecting on the last couple of years, which have been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;full.  I've had so much joy and quite a few heartaches.  There has been a lot of fight going on.  All the family illnesses, personal relationship troubles, and job issues have been worth it to get to my current position.  I've got the best husband ever, good friends, a healthy family (KNOCK! KNOCK!) and a beautiful yarn shop.  Life is good and every moment is precious and appreciated for "Gam zeh ya'avor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Required Knitting Content:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to check out this season's &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com"&gt;Knitty&lt;/a&gt;.  ;)  Best birthday present so far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-116543468332651268?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/116543468332651268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=116543468332651268' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/116543468332651268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/116543468332651268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/12/let-me-see-you-shake-that-and-break.html' title='&quot;let me see you shake that @$$ and break a hip on me.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-116037913650705785</id><published>2006-10-09T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T00:32:16.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I just can't stop loving you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/sp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/sp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/sp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/sp2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run by blogging here.    Blah, blah, blah, exhaustion, blah, blah, terribly excited, blah, blah, blah.  Cant' form complete sentences!  Just wanted to let my secret pal know, I got my package and thank you very much!  The whole exchange was a pleasure, Miss Kirby!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/sp.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/sp.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And look, Chen-san likes the package, too!  (I TOLD YOU I WOULD TORMENT YOU WITH KITTEN PICTURES! MU-HA!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-116037913650705785?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/116037913650705785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=116037913650705785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/116037913650705785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/116037913650705785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-just-cant-stop-loving-you.html' title='&quot;I just can&apos;t stop loving you.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115941165070142891</id><published>2006-09-27T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:47:30.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Weave, my mother.  Weave, my child."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/officialknitter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/officialknitter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official' I am now a bonafide knit-blogger.  I have cats and I am knitting &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall04/PATTclapotis.html"&gt;Clapotis&lt;/a&gt;.   I'd like to introduce you to Chairman Kaga and Chen Kenichi.  You will now be mercilessly tormented with pictures of my kittens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115941165070142891?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115941165070142891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115941165070142891' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115941165070142891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115941165070142891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/09/weave-my-mother-weave-my-child.html' title='&quot;Weave, my mother.  Weave, my child.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115759163562848267</id><published>2006-09-06T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T18:13:55.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ania si Rosas Pandan"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/ls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/ls1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT SPOILED!  Unbelievably spoiled.  Check out the initial contents of my lace swap package.  Everything was wrapped in sassy red tissue paper, except the yarn.  The yarn came in a handmade calico bag, which is too cute for words!&lt;br /&gt;The rolled up letter was a really sweet enumeration of the contents written with wit and warmth, and had the most beautiful picture of Saravati printed on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/ls4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/ls4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at all my goodies; Two (!) Fiddlesticks patterns, Peacock Feathers AND Flirty Ruffles, six ounces of Black Zephyr (DROOL!  TOO DECADENT!) two handmade soaps (the sandalwood smells divine,) lucky no. 6 perfume(my favorite number, by the way,)  Knitpicks Needles (I've been wanting to try those,) Knitpicks chart keeper (which is very classy looking and such a good idea,) some sour candies (freakishly delicious and sugarfree!) and some gorgeous purple beaded stitch markers (hands off, Emy.)  Thank you so much, Tonni!  You totally made my month, and it's been a pretty good month so far!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/DSCN3611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/DSCN3611.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115759163562848267?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115759163562848267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115759163562848267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115759163562848267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115759163562848267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/09/ania-si-rosas-pandan.html' title='&quot;Ania si Rosas Pandan&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115715609051622335</id><published>2006-09-01T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:05:03.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everybody gets high, everybody gets low, these are the days when anything goes"</title><content type='html'>Howdy, y'all.   So, big announcement time.   First off, I am not pregnant.  I promise, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will tell you&lt;/span&gt; when that happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am changing jobs.  The time has come for me to leave commuknity.  I have had a wonderful year, met so many great people, and learned a lot.  It wasn't an easy decision to leave, but it was the right one.    I am really doing this for me and my future.  My next opportunity involves a lot of growth potential.  Finally, I'm becoming a woman and doing something extremely positive for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now a local yarn store co-owner along with &lt;a href="http://nathaniaapple.typepad.com/knit_quilt_stitch/"&gt;Nathania &lt;/a&gt;and Sandi. We'll  be opening our own yarn store specializing in in-house designs.   I am very excited about this for there is much excitement to be had!  I am coming into my own and becoming the Mistress of my own Destiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.purlescenceyarns.com"&gt;Purlescence Yarns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;586 S. Murphy Ave&lt;br /&gt;Sunnyvale, Ca 94086&lt;br /&gt;408-735-YARN (9276)&lt;br /&gt;www.purlescenceyarns.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you October 14th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115715609051622335?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115715609051622335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115715609051622335' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115715609051622335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115715609051622335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/09/everybody-gets-high-everybody-gets-low.html' title='&quot;Everybody gets high, everybody gets low, these are the days when anything goes&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115688644216552575</id><published>2006-08-29T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T14:20:42.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table"</title><content type='html'>Watch this blog for a pretty big announcement, coming very shortly.  Just know for right now, I am experiencing the first cold I've had in three years and I am super grumpy about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115688644216552575?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115688644216552575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115688644216552575' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115688644216552575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115688644216552575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-lifes-like-hourglass-glued-to.html' title='&quot;And life&apos;s like an hourglass, glued to the table&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115580049822009113</id><published>2006-08-16T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:16:26.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You must be my lucky star 'cuz you shine on me wherever you are."</title><content type='html'>One hundred things about me, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I was born in Santa Clara, Ca, on December 6th, 1977.&lt;br /&gt;2.  I was married October 31, 2004.&lt;br /&gt;3.  My first cat's name was Rube.&lt;br /&gt;4.  My middle name is Sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I actually own my car, a 2000 Hyundai Accent named Angggggus!&lt;br /&gt;6.   Billy Idol was my first crush.&lt;br /&gt;7.  I made a scrapbook devoted to said first crush.&lt;br /&gt;8. My first concert was Pat Benetar.&lt;br /&gt;9.  My last concert was Twiztid.&lt;br /&gt;10.  I've been to Europe twice.&lt;br /&gt;11.  I love skulls, muertos, and calaveras.&lt;br /&gt;12.  I think pirates and ninjas are cool.&lt;br /&gt;13.  I love the Gamara and Mothra movies.&lt;br /&gt;14.  I drink way too much diet coke, at least 5 two liters a week.&lt;br /&gt;15.  I want to design knitting patterns for a living.&lt;br /&gt;16.  I got my driver's license at 16.&lt;br /&gt;17.  I took behind the wheel training from a guy who would nap the whole time I drove.&lt;br /&gt;18.  I got a 70 on my driver's test.  (Hey, I took it downtown, ok!) &lt;br /&gt;19.  My first instrument was piano; I only studied for about 3 months, but in that time I learned to read music.&lt;br /&gt;20.  My second instrument was clarinet.  I played that for  four years.&lt;br /&gt;21.  I sang in different choirs for 8 years straight, from Freshman year in high school to senior in college.&lt;br /&gt;22.  I got my degree in Music, vocal performance.&lt;br /&gt;23.   My senior recital consisted mainly of Schubert Goethe Lieder and John Jacob Niles artsongs.&lt;br /&gt;24.  I had my first real kiss at 17.&lt;br /&gt;25.  I have a scar on my upper lip from trying to place a cat on top of a speaker cabinet.  The cat used his back leg to get his balance and I ended up needing 3 stitches.&lt;br /&gt;26.  I have one tattoo, on my upper back.  It's Sarasvati, and she protects me from infatuation.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/detail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.  I was in a motorcycle accident when I was ten.  I had the scars for a long time.  Now, I can hardly see them&lt;br /&gt;28.  I've got a pretty decent scar on my leg from trying to stand on a fish tank and crashing right through it.&lt;br /&gt;29.  I  used to sleep in a 6 and half foot high bunk bed.  It was hand made by my carpenter neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;30.  My first computer was an Atari 800.&lt;br /&gt;31.  I first dyed my hair as a sophomore in high school.  Red.&lt;br /&gt;32.  I studied dance for all four years of high school&lt;br /&gt;33.   I was way into musical theater as well.  My first solo was "Send in the Clowns."&lt;br /&gt;34.  I've met most of the Psychopathic family.&lt;br /&gt;35.   I've met Tori Amos.&lt;br /&gt;36.  "To Kill a Mockingbird" is one of my favorite books.  All you have to do is say, "Hey Boo," to me and I'll start bawling.&lt;br /&gt;37.  Red is my all time favorite color.  Really pure reds.&lt;br /&gt;38.  I like Pinot Noir.&lt;br /&gt;39.  "Evil Dead 2, the sequel to the ultimate experience in grueling terror," is on of my all time favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;40.  "Pet Sounds" is one of my top ten albums.&lt;br /&gt;41.  I got married in a red wedding dress.&lt;br /&gt;42.  I have a soft spot for vampire novels.&lt;br /&gt;43.  My yarn stash isn't really that big.&lt;br /&gt;44.  Pastels look awful on me.&lt;br /&gt;45.  I love blue glass.&lt;br /&gt;46.  Gardenia and Nag Champa are two of my favorite smells.&lt;br /&gt;47.  I can eat fire.&lt;br /&gt;48.  My husband and I own a wall sculpture call "Mr. Poopy, the octopus."&lt;br /&gt;49.  Debbie New and Barbara Walker are my knitting heros.&lt;br /&gt;50.  "Preacher" is on of my favorite comics.&lt;br /&gt;51.  Batman is my favorite superhero.&lt;br /&gt;52.  My first lunchbox had Carebears on it.&lt;br /&gt;53.  I like Decepticons better than Autobots.  Soundwave rules!&lt;br /&gt;54.  I watched a lot of She-Ra and He-Man growing up.  What ridiculous names. He-man, geesh.&lt;br /&gt;55.  I never owned a Strawberry Shortcake nor a Rainbow Brite.&lt;br /&gt;56.  I want to visit India.&lt;br /&gt;57.  I'm pretty vain.  Flattering my vanity will get you everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;58.  I dig costume jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;59.  "The Faberge Egg" coffee table book holds endless hours of fascination for me.&lt;br /&gt;60.  The "Pinkerton" books were a big part of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;61.  I can be still and quiet for very long periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;62.  I have a serious weakness for tall boys with side burns and a "little more to love."&lt;br /&gt;63.  Conan O'Brien was my teenage crush.  From 16 to at least 20 years old.&lt;br /&gt;64.  I'm currently taking traffic school online.&lt;br /&gt;65.  I volunteered at the suicide and Crisis hotline of Santa Clara County for three years.&lt;br /&gt;66.  I'm pretty good at making friendship bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;67.  I love Mortal Combat, the movie and the video game.&lt;br /&gt;68.  I play World of Warcraft.&lt;br /&gt;69.  I play Texas Hold 'em.&lt;br /&gt;70.  Chinese art really appeals to me.&lt;br /&gt;71.  Stained glass makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;72.  My first modem was 4800 baud.&lt;br /&gt;73.  I had an obsession with Marilyn Monroe for a long time.  I had posters of her all over my room.&lt;br /&gt;74.  I made a weak attempt at being rockabilly.  I did rock me some Bettie Paige bangs, though.&lt;br /&gt;75.  I am woman, hear me roar.&lt;br /&gt;76.  I've seen "The Thing!" on highway 10.&lt;br /&gt;77.  I like platform shoes and boots.  I always wanted to be very tall.&lt;br /&gt;78.  The Cure is probably one of the very few "80's bands" I obsessed over.&lt;br /&gt;79.  I've got greenish brown eyes.  You have to look very close to see the green, so they mostly just look brown.&lt;br /&gt;80.  I had awful acne as a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;81.  Lace knitting makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;82.  Movies are a great passion for my husband and me.&lt;br /&gt;83.  I think Will Ferrell is kind of attractive.  It must be that whole sideburns/tall thing.&lt;br /&gt;84.  I like long, flowy skirts and halter tops.&lt;br /&gt;85.  I wish I took more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;86.  I love my family to pieces and I treasure the relationship we all have now, as adults.&lt;br /&gt;87.  I want to be a 50's pin-up girl.&lt;br /&gt;88.  I've done "Burlesque."  In fact, I've appeared in a book on the new movement.&lt;br /&gt;89.  I'm fairly shy until you get to know me.&lt;br /&gt;90.  My favorite chocolate is "Mayan Quest" by Schura's.&lt;br /&gt;91.   Smarties are my favorite candy.&lt;br /&gt;92.  I have a pet snake named "Milton."  You know, Paradise Lost...&lt;br /&gt;93.  I've seen Michaelangelo's David and the Sistene Chapel in person.&lt;br /&gt;94.  I've been to Berlin's Love Parade.&lt;br /&gt;95.  Neil Gaimen is one of my favorite authors.&lt;br /&gt;96.  I always wanted green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;97.  I want to get my maiden name tattooed across my knuckles. D-Y-D-O.&lt;br /&gt;98.  Handpainted yarns are the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;99.  I feel quite lucky to have my life.&lt;br /&gt;100.  Richard Scarey's counting books also held endless hours of entertainment for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo.  Did you read all that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115580049822009113?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115580049822009113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115580049822009113' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115580049822009113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115580049822009113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-must-be-my-lucky-star-cuz-you.html' title='&quot;You must be my lucky star &apos;cuz you shine on me wherever you are.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115534981376165108</id><published>2006-08-11T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:30:41.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sigh no more ladies"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/package%20two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/package%20two.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My secret pal has struck again!  I've have been spoiled with the best candy in the world, smarties, a "clue" magnet from Maryland, super cheeky retro style cocktail napkins (for cosmos of course!) two super funkalicious balls of a luxuriously soft red yarn made in Turkey, and a gummy lunch (see the other photo for details, too cute!)  I think this yarn wants to be a hat, definitely with ear flaps.   It's got a lot of elasticity in it, though, so it make some super cozy slippers.  Hooray presents!  Thank you so much, secret pal!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/gummy%20close%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/gummy%20close%20up.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115534981376165108?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115534981376165108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115534981376165108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115534981376165108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115534981376165108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/08/sigh-no-more-ladies.html' title='&quot;Sigh no more ladies&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115479760787577076</id><published>2006-08-05T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T10:06:47.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"If you strip away the myth from the man you will see where we all soon will be"</title><content type='html'>I yoinked this from the SP8 hostess' page.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What is your favorite season of the year?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn. The weather is just right out here in San Hoser, warm, not too hot, cool enough to knit heavier things. It also is the season of my birthday and my wedding anniversary which fall on my favorite holiday, Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2) Where is your favorite vacation spot?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love Berlin. The city has so been through so much in the last century and you can feel that as you walk through the streets. On of my favorite memories is dancing at all hours during the Love Parade underneath the ruins of &lt;strong style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Kaiser Wilhelm GedÃ¤chtniskirche.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;3) If you could visit any place in the world, where would it be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to visit India. I've always beenfascinatedd with her art and culture. Plus, now that there are so many freshly transplanted Indians in the bay area, I'd like toexperiencee their homeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;4) If you could pick any job, and be paid well, what would it be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd get paid fabulously to be a house designer for a superior yarn company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5) If you were going on vacation for 1 week, and had to take ONLY one project with you, what would it be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the destination. Cruise ship type stuff: lace shawl. Somewhere much more exciting: believe it or not, probably nothing. I'd be too busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;6) If you won a shopping spree to your favorite Yarn shop, what would you get?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiviut. Cashmere. All the luxury fibers I really can't afford. I'd probably also run through the lace patterns and definitely snag a copy of "A Gathering of Lace."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115479760787577076?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115479760787577076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115479760787577076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115479760787577076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115479760787577076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-you-strip-away-myth-from-man-you.html' title='&quot;If you strip away the myth from the man you will see where we all soon will be&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115389171498576444</id><published>2006-07-25T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:28:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"When I am king, you will be first against the wall."</title><content type='html'>Finished object report: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/400/chloes_icarus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loverly Icarus Shawl from the most recent Interweave Knits. I used Zephyr (50% merino, 50% silk) by Jaggerspun in Cinnabar. I am extremely impressed with yarn; boy howdy, can it take a beating. I aggressively, nay, fiercely blocked this puppy. The results are superb, a drapey, ephemerally soft garment with a hint of shine. Tre jolie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115389171498576444?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115389171498576444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115389171498576444' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115389171498576444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115389171498576444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-i-am-king-you-will-be-first.html' title='&quot;When I am king, you will be first against the wall.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115137724133229537</id><published>2006-06-26T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T20:00:53.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sono andati? Fingevo di dormire perché volli con te sola restare.  Ho tante cose che ti voglio dire, o una sola, ma grande come il mare,"</title><content type='html'>I just ate a whole bag of &lt;a href="http://www.lincolnsnacks.com/poppycock/index.asp"&gt;Poppycock &lt;/a&gt;and didn't giggle once.  I must be maturing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115137724133229537?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115137724133229537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115137724133229537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115137724133229537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115137724133229537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/06/sono-andati-fingevo-di-dormire-perch.html' title='&quot;Sono andati? Fingevo di dormire perché volli con te sola restare.  Ho tante cose che ti voglio dire, o una sola, ma grande come il mare,&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-115009102713044923</id><published>2006-06-11T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T17:06:57.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The suburbs they are sleeping, But he's dressing up tonight, She likes a man in uniform, he likes to wear it tight."</title><content type='html'>Look! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/Presents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/Presents.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got secret pal goodness!  Included in my lovely packge were sour patch kids (see photo bellow of Eddie plundering the candy,) some other sour candy which features a "real baby bottle nipple" (yes, it said nipple &lt;awesome,&gt;) a stitch marker with a beautiful red and black glass bead, a cute sheepy card, and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/goodies.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mamaestuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;some gorgeous hand dyed fingering weight yarn.   &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/goodies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/candythief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/candythief.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-115009102713044923?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/115009102713044923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=115009102713044923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115009102713044923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/115009102713044923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/06/suburbs-they-are-sleeping-but-hes.html' title='&quot;The suburbs they are sleeping, But he&apos;s dressing up tonight, She likes a man in uniform, he likes to wear it tight.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-114714245377545009</id><published>2006-05-08T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T19:41:23.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You take me for a walk, under the sycamore trees, the dark trees that blow, baby, in the dark trees that blow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/firesocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/firesocks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said by the One-Armed Man: "In the darkness of future past, the magician longs to see&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  One chance outs between two worlds... fire, walk with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my sockapalooza socks and they are Fire on the Mountain, Socks that Rock by Blue Moon Fibers!  Now, this is terribly cool and an awesome coincidence because I was just eyeing and envying Miss Melodie's sock yarn in the very same color way.  But not only did I get awesome &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/firesocks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/firesocks2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;socks that fit perfectly (they even hug my arch,)  I got a whole batch of goodies from my dear sockpal, &lt;a href="http://home.earthlink.net/%7Eanrfiber/"&gt;Annette &lt;/a&gt;(a California native now living in North Carolina who possesses a Doctorate in Biology!   My socks were made by a smartie!)  My socks were paired in a super cute sock label featuring the sockapalooza logo, too clever.   The package also contained absolutely beautiful handmade stitch markers (which you can see in close up on her blog,) the rest of the fire on the mountain (YES!  I'll make matching cuffs!) a postcard from Duke, AND two balls of silly cute, funk-a-licious Regia sock yarn so I can make myself a pair of socks!   Too awesome!   I am totally spoiled!   One detail I adore on these socks is the cuff is a zig zag caused by the pattern on the actual socks.   Thank you, Annette!  So Happy!  Yatta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-114714245377545009?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/114714245377545009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=114714245377545009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114714245377545009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114714245377545009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-take-me-for-walk-under-sycamore.html' title='&quot;You take me for a walk, under the sycamore trees, the dark trees that blow, baby, in the dark trees that blow&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-114697004180858263</id><published>2006-05-06T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T19:58:41.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"change in the air, and they'll hide everywhere, no one knows who's in control</title><content type='html'>Finished object report and some other lovely, lovely news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sockpal got her socks and made me feel like a total superhero with her enthusiasm!  Yay Jenny!   &lt;a href="http://somewhereknitting.blogspot.com/"&gt;Follow this link to see her wearing them.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/babyballet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/babyballet2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pattern is "ruffle skirted tutu" from Filatura Di Crossa's "baby...bebe...bambini."  The yarn is artyarns Super Merino in colorway 130. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/babyballet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/babyballet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final thoughts:  yummy!   Artyarns must be made to run over addi turbos and create an extremely pleasing sensation! The pattern was pretty simple; there was one error, which could have been avoided had I compared the schematic to the written instructions.  I hope my friends love it as much as I do.   Congrats to Ryan and Mona on their brand new baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I'm really proud of on this item is something no one but knitters will ever care about.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/seamingofthegods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/seamingofthegods.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my seaming and fear me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-114697004180858263?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/114697004180858263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=114697004180858263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114697004180858263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114697004180858263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/05/change-in-air-and-theyll-hide.html' title='&quot;change in the air, and they&apos;ll hide everywhere, no one knows who&apos;s in control'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-114677068455131908</id><published>2006-05-04T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T15:49:45.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"she's like the wind through my tree, she rides the next close to me"</title><content type='html'>As &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chlo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chlo7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a courtesy to my future secret pal, here are my answers to the questionnaire.  Everyone else, enjoy the rare sharing moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What is/are your favorite yarn/s to knit with? What fibers do you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; absolutely *no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t* like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite yarns change almost every time I pick up a new project. Currently, I love RYC 4 ply Cashsoft, but I am also in love with Artyarns Supermerino. Handpainted yarns turn my crank. The only fibers I absolutely do not like are plastic-y acrylic (micro fibers and polymides are fine) and angora (because I am allergic to bunnies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chlo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chlo1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What do you use to store your needles/hooks in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I use two Lantern Moon needle cases, both in coordinating orange, one for my &lt;a href="http://www.lanternmoon.com/SNC.asp"&gt;single points&lt;/a&gt; and circulars and one for my &lt;a href="http://www.lanternmoon.com/SCC.asp"&gt;double pointeds&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. How long have you been knitting? Would you consider your skill level to be beginner, inte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rmediate or advanced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say I'm intermediate. I've been knitting for over three years now (nearly constantly.) I've had experience with intarsia, moebius knitting, socks, sweaters, cables, scribble lace, lace, entrelac, felting, tiny needles, and very large needles. I haven't done any Iris Scherer style&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chlo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chlo4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; modular knitting nor any fair isle on a large scale. But I'm always open to trying new things and growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Do you have an Amazon or other online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wish list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, but maybe I should start one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What's your favorite scent? (for candles, bath products etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love gardenia and sweetpea.  I like clean, single note scents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Do you have a sweet tooth? Favorite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; candy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, do I ever.  I totally dig on &lt;a href="http://www.smarties.com/"&gt;smarties&lt;/a&gt;. I like hyper sugary, sour stuff such as sweet tarts, lik-a-maid, sour patch kids, and crybabies. I'm drooling right now making this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chlo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chlo8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What other crafts or Do-It-Yourself things do you like to do? Do you spin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only spin after doing whippets. Craft wise, I like to renovate furniture, play with fimo, bead, make shrinky dinks, sew, and dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. What kind of music do you like? Can your computer/stereo play MP3s? (if your buddy wants to make you a CD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mp3 compatible. As far as music, whew. Okay, I was a music major in college; I have a bachelor of arts in music, vocal performance. My tastes are so varied there's no real point in listing them all. I pretty much like anything done with heart, even if it's slightly out of tune. So that being said, here's the short list of bands I like: Twiztid, The Cure, Muse, Queens of the Stone Age, Queen, Smokey Robinson, The White Stripes, Jeff Buckley, Monserat Caballe, Alice Cooper, Etta James, Tom Jones, Insane Clown Posse, Tori Amos, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Bjork, Lamb, Blaze, Beck, Switchblade Symphony, k.d. lang, Nikka Costa, Christina Aguilerra, NOFX, Outkast, The reverend Horton Heat, PJ Harvey, Billy Idol, Mindless Self Indulgence, Abba, Dark Lotus, Eazy-E, Buddy Holly, and many, many, more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chlo3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chlo3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. What's your favorite color? Or--do you have a color family/season/palette you prefer? Any colors you just can't stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red is my favorite color. I like it in combination with Black or Army Green. I love striking colors, jewel tones. I'm pretty pale and I have a lot of pink in my skin so most pinks don't sit well with me, and pastels tend to not work, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. What is your family situation? Do you have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am married, no kids, one house mate. We've got two snakes, a ball python and an African sand boa. We really want a kitty but our lease doesn't allow furry pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chlo5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chlo5.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Do you wear scarves, hats, mittens or ponchos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear scarves and hats; it's too warm for mittens out here. I never wear ponchos, unless it's to amuse my co-workers with how bad the thing looks on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. What is/are your favorite item/s to knit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like projects that can be completed in about a week.  So, I dig knitting gauntlets, hats, and scarf-ish things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. What are you knitting right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shawl, a pair of socks, a clapotis (yes I gave in,)  and a baby sweater that needs some snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Do you like to receive handmade gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer it! I love it when somebody gives me something they made with their own hands, while thinking of me, and hoping I'll appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Do you prefer straight or circular needles? Bamboo, aluminum, plastic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circular needles are my main preference; I love me some addi turbos. For double pointeds, I like Crystal Palace Bamboo. I haven't really given plastic a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chlo6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chlo6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Do you own a yarn winder and/or swift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in a yarn store, so I have access to both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. How did you learn to knit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my post from &lt;span class=""&gt;     11/18/2005 for the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. How old is your oldest UFO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Birch from October of 2005.  Not that old, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. What is your favorite holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween, definitely.  It's my wedding anniversary and the best day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Is there anything that you collect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collect vintage knitting patterns and costume jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chlo2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chlo2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Any books, yarns, needles or patterns out there you are dying to get your hands on? What knitting magazine subscriptions do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books and magazines I do not need. Yarn, however...anything we don't carry at commuknity! In particular, lightweight socks that rock by Blue Moon Fiber Arts in Ruby Slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Are there any new techniques you'd like to learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair Isle, hands down.  I'd like to learn two socks on a magic loop, too.  I think Fiber Trends has a booklet on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Are you a sock knitter? What are your foot measurements?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to knit socks. My feet are about nine and a half inches long, about eight inches around the ball of my foot. My ankles are about eight inches around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chlo9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chlo9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. When is your birthday? (mm/dd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 6, 1977.  I'm a Sagittarius born in the year of the serpent, so I'm doubly vain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-114677068455131908?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/114677068455131908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=114677068455131908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114677068455131908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114677068455131908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/05/shes-like-wind-through-my-tree-she.html' title='&quot;she&apos;s like the wind through my tree, she rides the next close to me&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-114654651977537108</id><published>2006-05-01T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:08:39.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cuz I go loco and apply the chokehold"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/sockapalooooooza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/sockapalooooooza.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee!   Just in time!  I finished my sockapalooza socks with seconds to spare.  The pattern is Fiber Trends'&lt;a href="http://www.fibertrends.com/viewer/patterns/AC35.html"&gt; Walking away socks&lt;/a&gt;.  The yarn is &lt;a href="http://claudiaco.com/"&gt;Claudia's Handpainted&lt;/a&gt; in Passionfruit.  Both are, coincidently, available at &lt;a href="http://www.commuknity.com/"&gt;commuknity&lt;/a&gt;!  The yarn was sooo yummy and the pattern was so fun that I might just have to buy myself (or &lt;a href="http://www.fibertrends.com/viewer/patterns/AC33x.html"&gt;make&lt;/a&gt;?) &lt;a href="http://store.nordstrom.com/product/product.asp?styleid=2867632&amp;category=2376778%7E2372808%7E2374113%7E2376186&amp;amp;PrevStyleID=2878479&amp;amp;NextStyleID=2878574"&gt;some clogs&lt;/a&gt; and whip up a few pairs of these babies for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-114654651977537108?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/114654651977537108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=114654651977537108' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114654651977537108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114654651977537108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/05/cuz-i-go-loco-and-apply-chokehold.html' title='&quot;Cuz I go loco and apply the chokehold&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-114525715981836577</id><published>2006-04-16T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T01:28:33.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kiss today goodbye, and point me towards tomorrow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/DSCN3483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/DSCN3483.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Things I learned while knitting these socks:&lt;br /&gt;1.  People tremble in fear at the size of my husband's feet.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Toe up socks are the way to go when you're knitting on the fly for someone with huge feet. &lt;br /&gt;3.  I can rip out three inches of already bound off sock and fix ankle decreases!&lt;br /&gt;4.  One ball of Lana Grossa sock yarn is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;enough for a pair of socks for a large man. &lt;br /&gt;5.  I tremble in fear at the the size of my husband's feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read in the yarn harlot's first book that a pair of socks averages 20,000 stitches.  I must do it for love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/DSCN3487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/DSCN3487.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or to avoid being squished!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-114525715981836577?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/114525715981836577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=114525715981836577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114525715981836577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114525715981836577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/04/kiss-today-goodbye-and-point-me.html' title='&quot;Kiss today goodbye, and point me towards tomorrow&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-114184006455349313</id><published>2006-03-08T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T21:09:58.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's the multpile man and I'm deuce in line, With a gauge to your dome about to free your mind"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right;" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="padding: 0pt 0pt 5px; background: rgb(129, 172, 201) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="padding: 3px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Kind of Knitter Are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="padding: 5px; text-align: left; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial; background-color: rgb(216, 233, 237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sdamot/1097630163_goddess.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You appear to be a Knitting Goddess. You are constantly giving and are unconcerned with reward, you simply want others to love knitting as much as you do. If someone wants to knit miles of novelty yarns, you are there for them. If someone wants to learn short row shaping, you can help. There are no taboos in knitting, only opportunities to grow. Everyone should have  friend like you around if they want to learn to knit, and there's a good chance that your passion has rubbed off on a few others.http://marniemaclean.com&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/sdamot/quizzes/What+Kind+of+Knitter+Are+You%3F"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding: 2px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/sdamot/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=937764"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, this pleases me.  Especially after the day I had at the store today.  People were trying to adopt me into their families!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-114184006455349313?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/114184006455349313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=114184006455349313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114184006455349313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114184006455349313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-multpile-man-and-im-deuce-in-line.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s the multpile man and I&apos;m deuce in line, With a gauge to your dome about to free your mind&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-114125586580871254</id><published>2006-03-01T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:34:28.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hello, I'm sorry I lost myself, I think I thought you were someone else."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/lizard.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/lizard.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/monster.cgi" method="get"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: #00dd00 solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 10px; BORDER-TOP: #00dd00 solid; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; FONT: x-small verdana; BORDER-LEFT: #00dd00 solid; COLOR: #00dd00; PADDING-TOP: 10px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #00dd00 solid; BACKGROUND-: centercolor:#004400;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00ff00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chloe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a Giant Lizard that eats Rocks, breathes Poisonous Gas, has Crablike Pincers, and controls the Weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;Strength: 9 Agility: 6 Intelligence: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr   style="font-size:78%;color:#007700;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden"  value="Chloe" style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;To see if your &lt;b&gt;Giant Battle Monster&lt;/b&gt; can&lt;br /&gt;defeat Chloe, enter your name and choose an attack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" value="Chloe" name="def"&gt;&lt;input title="Your Google Toolbar can fill this in for you. Select AutoFill" style="BORDER-RIGHT: #00dd00 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #00dd00 1px solid; FONT-SIZE: 8pt; BORDER-LEFT: #00dd00 1px solid; COLOR: #00dd00; BORDER-BOTTOM: #00dd00 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffa0" size="10" name="att"&gt; fights Chloe using &lt;select style="BORDER-RIGHT: #00dd00 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #00dd00 1px solid; FONT-SIZE: 8pt; BORDER-LEFT: #00dd00 1px solid; COLOR: #00dd00; BORDER-BOTTOM: #00dd00 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #003300" name="a"&gt;&lt;option value="S"&gt;Strength&lt;option value="A"&gt;Agility&lt;option value="I"&gt;Intelligence&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input style="BORDER-RIGHT: #00dd00 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #00dd00 1px solid; FONT-SIZE: 8pt; BORDER-LEFT: #00dd00 1px solid; COLOR: #00dd00; BORDER-BOTTOM: #00dd00 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #003300" type="submit" value="Battle!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I control the weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-114125586580871254?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/114125586580871254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=114125586580871254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114125586580871254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114125586580871254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/03/hello-im-sorry-i-lost-myself-i-think-i.html' title='&quot;Hello, I&apos;m sorry I lost myself, I think I thought you were someone else.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-114117928899811544</id><published>2006-02-28T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:19:36.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's some other man, and they're hand in hand, and they look so happy, you don't understand..."</title><content type='html'>I am a winner. I finished my &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/archives/2006/02/10/needles_raised.html"&gt;Olympic sweater &lt;/a&gt;with hours to spare. I must say, this is my best seaming job ever. The real challenge for me was to not rush it and actually line all the stitches up in their proper places. I decided not to add the sash because the sweater was a bit roomy (even though my gauge was smaller than stated) and a empire style belt just made the whole thing very unappealing to me. Pictures will follow. In the mean time, enjoy my flashy medal, created by &lt;a href="http://the-panopticon.blogspot.com/2006/02/now-hear-this.html"&gt;Franklin&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/medal-web-large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm teaching a top down raglan sweater class, 3/4 &amp;amp; 3/11, 3-6PM, at &lt;a href="http://www.commuknity.com"&gt;commuknity&lt;/a&gt;. Come sign up so I'm not teaching the dustmites how to create an awesomely fitting sweater custom fit to your measurements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just one more aside...&lt;br /&gt;I saw an ad on the side of a bus for "&lt;a href="http://disneyonice.disney.go.com/disneyonice/nemo.jsp"&gt;Disney on Ice presents Finding Nemo&lt;/a&gt;." My question is how do fish ice skate if they don't have feet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-114117928899811544?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/114117928899811544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=114117928899811544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114117928899811544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/114117928899811544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-some-other-man-and-theyre-hand-in.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s some other man, and they&apos;re hand in hand, and they look so happy, you don&apos;t understand...&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113955209219133219</id><published>2006-02-09T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T13:09:46.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"maybe I'm the afterglow 'cause I'm with the band, you know."</title><content type='html'>hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the Tylenol PM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading someone else's blog and I misread "Blogless" as "Blogress," as in, the mother Blogress is fierce in her devotion to her cubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113955209219133219?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113955209219133219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113955209219133219' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113955209219133219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113955209219133219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/02/maybe-im-afterglow-cause-im-with-band.html' title='&quot;maybe I&apos;m the afterglow &apos;cause I&apos;m with the band, you know.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113955141879154543</id><published>2006-02-09T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T12:09:47.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"We're only making plans for Nigel.  We only want what's best for him."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://alison.knitsmiths.us/blog_sockapaloooza.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://alison.knitsmiths.us/images/blog_winter_2005/sockapaloooza_button.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have joined my first knit goods exchange, the &lt;a href="http://alison.knitsmiths.us/blog_sockapaloooza.html"&gt;sockapalooza&lt;/a&gt;!  My sock pall shall be receiving a pair of socks made from &lt;a href="http://www.claudiaco.com/"&gt;Claudia's Handpainted Yarns&lt;/a&gt; in Passionfruit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/DSCN3477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/DSCN3477.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said her favorite colors were pink and brown, so I hope these will please.  Now, I need to find a pattern, something with a lot of movement.   Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113955141879154543?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113955141879154543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113955141879154543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113955141879154543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113955141879154543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/02/were-only-making-plans-for-nigel-we.html' title='&quot;We&apos;re only making plans for Nigel.  We only want what&apos;s best for him.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113947545571691470</id><published>2006-02-09T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T11:17:18.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Every little thing she does is magic"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Family that watches Firefly together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/DSCN3437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/DSCN3437.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                              wears Jayne hats together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor hubby was feeling ill the other day so I thought I'd cheer him up with a handknit surprise.   We'd started watching Firefly on DVD after loving Serenity so much.   I knew of the mysterious  Jayne hat, but we hadn't gotten to the episode which featured it.  I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; figured we'd hit it that night because we were down to one disk.  So I placed Eddie's gift in a leftover x-mas gift box, and waited for the hat to appear on screen.  Lucky for me, it was within the first five minutes of the first episode.  Jayne receives a pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ckage from his mom; I hopped up from my chair and gave the gift box to Eddie and told him, "Open it at the same time Jayne opens the present from his mom."  He obliged and gave me the most priceless, wonderful look.  "How did you know that was going to happen?" was his stunned reaction.  Later, in telling the story to our housemate, he said, "It was magical."  And that, dear friends, is a good reason to knit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/jayne-hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/jayne-hat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113947545571691470?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113947545571691470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113947545571691470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113947545571691470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113947545571691470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/02/every-little-thing-she-does-is-magic.html' title='&quot;Every little thing she does is magic&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113912910276324549</id><published>2006-02-05T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T00:45:02.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I had a dream that you danced just like Fred Astaire"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/Preclean.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/Preclean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was time for a diet. I needed to lose a few ounces. Cut away the fluff and get to the lean. By fluff, I mean acrylic, fun furs, and anything that had given me undue attitude over the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/Name%20the%20piles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/Name%20the%20piles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my sorted piles; you'll get a special prize from me if you can name all the fiber categories into which I sorted my yarn.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/Bonus.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;The prize: glory, baby, glory...And all my redheart and lion brand stuff. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/Bonus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/Bonus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also found all these needles and tools I'd been searching for (my size 6 addi natura 24" circulars still elude me!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out the reorganized stash closet. Pretty swanky, eh? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/Success.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113912910276324549?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113912910276324549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113912910276324549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113912910276324549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113912910276324549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-had-dream-that-you-danced-just-like.html' title='&quot;I had a dream that you danced just like Fred Astaire&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113840443619420762</id><published>2006-01-27T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:27:16.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll be your number one with a bullet, a loaded God complex, cock it and pull it."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/angstylvania2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/400/angstylvania2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am joing the knit olympics!  I'll be knitting &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter04/PATTbelleepoque.html"&gt;Belle Epoque &lt;/a&gt;for &lt;a href="http://the-anticraft.livejournal.com/"&gt;Team Angstylvania&lt;/a&gt;!  I figure, joing the Angstylvanians gives me an out if I don't actually finish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113840443619420762?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113840443619420762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113840443619420762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113840443619420762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113840443619420762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/01/ill-be-your-number-one-with-bullet.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll be your number one with a bullet, a loaded God complex, cock it and pull it.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113808698313252284</id><published>2006-01-23T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T23:25:05.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I don't care what they say anymore, this is my life"</title><content type='html'>So, uh, hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most wonderful, heartwarming thing happened to me over the last couple days.  A young girl, named Olivia, and her mother came into the store yesterday, asking if we had any knitters who could do a little knit repair.  The object in need of some care was a kitten doll, created by the Great Grandmother (who is no longer with us) of the young lady.  The poor little kitten had lost her mittens and was in dire need of a replacement set (and I figured a new matching scarf as well.)  There was great sentimental value attached to this kitten but Olivia was brave and trusted her precious kitty to my care for the night so I could fit her with a snappy new set of handwarmers.  I glady obliged and whipped up some knitterly love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Olivia and her mother came into the store to pick up the kitten and presented me with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/little%20girl%20love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/little%20girl%20love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;swear&lt;/i&gt;, I got a little tear eyed and overwelmed.  I think I got more out of this exchange than Olivia did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Little Kittens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Three little kittens,&lt;br /&gt;  They lost their mittens,&lt;br /&gt;  And they began to cry,&lt;br /&gt;  Oh mother  dear,&lt;br /&gt;  We sadly fear,&lt;br /&gt;  That we have lost our mittens.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  What! Lost your mittens,&lt;br /&gt;  You naughty kittens!&lt;br /&gt;  Then you shall have no pie.&lt;br /&gt;  Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow,&lt;br /&gt;  No, you shall have no pie.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  The three little kittens,&lt;br /&gt;  They found their mittens,&lt;br /&gt;  And they began to cry,&lt;br /&gt;  Oh, mother  dear,&lt;br /&gt;  See here, see here,&lt;br /&gt;  We have found our mittens.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  What! Found your mittens,&lt;br /&gt;  You silly kittens!&lt;br /&gt;  Then you shall have some pie.&lt;br /&gt;  Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r,&lt;br /&gt;  Oh, let us have some pie.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  The three little kittens,&lt;br /&gt;  Put on their mittens,&lt;br /&gt;  And soon ate up the pie;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Oh, mother  dear,&lt;br /&gt;  We greatly fear,&lt;br /&gt;  That we have soiled our mittens.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  What! Soiled your mittens,&lt;br /&gt;  You naughty kittens!&lt;br /&gt;  Then they began to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;  Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.&lt;br /&gt;  Then they began to sigh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  The three little kittens,&lt;br /&gt;  They washed their mittens,&lt;br /&gt;  And hung them out to dry;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh mother  dear,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Look here, look here,&lt;br /&gt;  We have washed our mittens.&lt;br /&gt;  What! Washed your mittens,&lt;br /&gt;  You're good little kittens .&lt;br /&gt;  But I smell a mouse  close by!&lt;br /&gt;  Hush! Hush! Hush!&lt;br /&gt;  I smell a mouse  close by&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113808698313252284?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113808698313252284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113808698313252284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113808698313252284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113808698313252284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-care-what-they-say-anymore-this.html' title='&quot;I don&apos;t care what they say anymore, this is my life&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113704397255976404</id><published>2006-01-11T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T21:32:52.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Better make your reservations for next year's anarchy camp"</title><content type='html'>I haven't quite gotten used to this blogging on a regular basis thing.  That's not true; I haven't &lt;i&gt;at all &lt;/i&gt;gotten used to this blogging on a regular basis thing.  I tend to be one of those people who don't volunteer information about themselves; I wait for questions.  Hence, my hesitance to blog and my tendency toward reticence.  So forgive me, dear bloggland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my Christmas knitting success:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/Christmas2005_144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/Christmas2005_144.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knit these for a friend of my husband's to give to his nieces.  They were declared "most favorite presents," even over the gameboy and the bicycle, and have ensured Paulie's postition as "favorite uncle" FOREVER!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pattern is now available at &lt;a href="http://www.commuknity.com"&gt;Commuknity &lt;/a&gt;or you can buy it directly from me.  My alien hats will take over the world.  muhahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113704397255976404?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113704397255976404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113704397255976404' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113704397255976404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113704397255976404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2006/01/better-make-your-reservations-for-next.html' title='&quot;Better make your reservations for next year&apos;s anarchy camp&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113390212194160846</id><published>2005-12-06T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T12:50:30.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll do your laundry, massage your soul..."</title><content type='html'>Attack of the "Alien Hat," (as it has been named by my darling Eddie.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/DSCN3352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/DSCN3352.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my wonderful, patient husband, mollifying me with a photo of his new hat, knit in &lt;a href="http://www.knitrowan.com/html/yarns_results_new.asp?weight=null&amp;spec=null&amp;amp;guage=null&amp;groupcode=95"&gt;Rowan Spray&lt;/a&gt;.  In this photo you will also notice a lovely scarf made of &lt;a href="http://www.lionbrand.com/yarns/kitchen.htm"&gt;Lion Brand Kitchen Cotton&lt;/a&gt; (all you yarn snobs out there, give it a chance!) Eddie loves his handknits. I am extremely pleased to have a husband who asks questions about and appreciates my knitting, but has no interest in knitting himself, so there is no danger of me coming home and finding him knee deep in my stash, choosing my Lorna's Laces for &lt;a href="http://sanfrancisco.tribe.net/template/pub%2CViewPhoto.vm?page=1&amp;amp;currentoffset=5&amp;parentid=f460ea55-22c7-441d-b405-5995df2cb3b8&amp;amp;sortby&amp;amp;rows"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113390212194160846?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113390212194160846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113390212194160846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113390212194160846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113390212194160846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/12/ill-do-your-laundry-massage-your-soul.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll do your laundry, massage your soul...&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113302558867584045</id><published>2005-11-26T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:38:46.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Just stand on your feet;  If you fall, then have courage to walk again."</title><content type='html'>May I present to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/firstblood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/firstblood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have a name yet...suggestions? It's made out of Rowan Spray, in Mellow. Of course, I think the color should be called Sweeny Todd. My husband loves the hat and wants his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/second%20blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/second%20blood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he got a look at the color though...he had this to say, "It looks like this really beautiful yarn that someone bled all over." The perfect accessory to your crime spree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113302558867584045?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113302558867584045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113302558867584045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113302558867584045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113302558867584045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-stand-on-your-feet-if-you-fall.html' title='&quot;Just stand on your feet; &lt;br&gt; If you fall, then have courage to walk again.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-113238709035572446</id><published>2005-11-18T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:39:35.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're a bad little chick and that's the word on the street, You're the kind of girl I'd like to meet."</title><content type='html'>One from the archives....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/scarf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/scarf1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first scarf I ever made.  Yes, I had to weave in all those ends.  Yes, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;made out of Red Heart Super Saver.  And yes, I used to have Bettie Page bangs.  See also...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/twists3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/twists3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/bikini8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/bikini8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's a side by side for all you rockabilly impaired persons out there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;  things about this scarf:&lt;br /&gt;   I made it to show my spirit for my little brother's homecoming game.&lt;br /&gt;   It got me into knitting on a regular basis, and you know where that took me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to start knitting a few years ago after a couple unsuccessful attempts in my childhood. My mom is an awesome knitter, an intarsia queen. Her copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;glorious Knits&lt;/span&gt; is completely broken, with pages falling everywhere. She taught me the basics when I was wee, but it just didn't catch with me. But to me, knitting=mom. (I love my mom to pieces, so that's a good thing. I have no problem turning into my mother; I should be so lucky.) So, a few years ago, when I had moved to LA, I was quite homesick. My roommate was knitting an afghan and the sound of her aluminum needles clicking together reminded me of my mom. The sound was so comforting, it inspired me to take up a pair of needles on my own. This time, it was right for me; everything clicked. As I knit away the 80 degree winter, I was spiritually with my family with every beenie and scarf I made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-113238709035572446?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/113238709035572446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=113238709035572446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113238709035572446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/113238709035572446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/11/youre-bad-little-chick-and-thats-word.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re a bad little chick and that&apos;s the word on the street, You&apos;re the kind of girl I&apos;d like to meet.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-112960691264538288</id><published>2005-10-17T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T20:41:52.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/8243/640/100thMonkeyBanner.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/8243/320/100thMonkeyBanner.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband made this for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-112960691264538288?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/112960691264538288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=112960691264538288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112960691264538288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112960691264538288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-husband-made-this-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-112952712393186884</id><published>2005-10-16T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:40:48.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"She may not walk the walk, and she may not like to talk, but boy she sure knows how to rock; she's nubs!"</title><content type='html'>I am so woooo'ed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a WWE house show with my mom tonight; boy howdy, can that girl party. We had a fabulous time cheering all our favorite wrestlers. I was very excited to see Trish Stratus back in action; my mom's baby Kane, also is back, and in fine form. (Though he was wrestling this guy, so it was kind of a "battle of the ugly bald heads" and really should have been a "paper bag over the head" match.) It was "RAW," so I didn't get to see my favorites from "Smackdown," but there was plenty of man-beast action to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take any pictures tonight, but here's a couple of pics from past events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/rocksass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/rocksass.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is The Rock's ass. Anytime there's a "something on a pole match," it's just an excuse to "pants" someone. Thankfully, it was the Rock and not The Big Bossman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chloe_lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chloe_lee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Lee and I are auditioning for the WWF at our second Wresltmania.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-112952712393186884?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/112952712393186884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=112952712393186884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112952712393186884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112952712393186884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/10/she-may-not-walk-walk-and-she-may-not_16.html' title='&quot;She may not walk the walk, and she may not like to talk, but boy she sure knows how to rock; she&apos;s nubs!&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-112882699655417207</id><published>2005-10-08T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T14:47:45.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has a good beat and you can dance to it.</title><content type='html'>I have new pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finished my self-designed hoodlette.  After much deliberation, I've decided to call it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Homecoming&lt;/span&gt; 'cuz it's fall colored and sporty.  You know, October, cheerleaders, that kind of thing.   I made it out of &lt;a href="http://www.lanagrossa.com/produkte/single.php?nr=27&amp;l=e&amp;amp;p=2hj_2005"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;with the sleeves, hood, and picked up stitches out of the primarily gold colorway with little bits of green and red and the body out of the mostly green colorway. I liked the effect of the yarn a great deal-i-o. It did pill a little, but it wasn't anything a close shave with a disposable razor couldn't cure (thanks for the tip mom!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://melody.virelai.net/blog/c/archives/2005/09/01T175728"&gt;Katrina rib&lt;/a&gt; is coming along quite nicely.  I may be able to finish it tonight.  Get the pattern on Cookie's blog, or at &lt;a href="http://www.commuknity.com/"&gt;Commuknity&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-112882699655417207?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/112882699655417207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=112882699655417207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112882699655417207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112882699655417207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-has-good-beat-and-you-can-dance-to.html' title='It has a good beat and you can dance to it.'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-112882635516751855</id><published>2005-10-08T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:52:35.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/8243/640/DSCN3157.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/8243/320/DSCN3157.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sass from the front&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-112882635516751855?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/112882635516751855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=112882635516751855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112882635516751855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112882635516751855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/10/sass-from-front.html' title=''/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-112882631005105467</id><published>2005-10-08T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T19:51:50.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/8243/640/DSCN3156.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/8243/320/DSCN3156.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sass from the back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-112882631005105467?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/112882631005105467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=112882631005105467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112882631005105467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112882631005105467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/10/sass-from-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-112810975277663352</id><published>2005-09-30T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T16:41:18.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You don't wanna see me in my b boy stance."</title><content type='html'>My firewire is missing, so there will be no new pictures until I can find it. But I've got old pictures with new information, so that counts for something, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Kitty Hat and its Legacy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I made my friend an attempt at a kitty hat. It was cute, but simple, a stockinette cap with a rolled brim and sewn on ears. I searched the web for a better alternative and came up with &lt;a href="http://www.kittyville.com/knit/kitty_hat.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pattern so excited me that I ran down to my LYS and procured a ball of grey and a ball of pink mohair-ish yarn. I whipped up a hat for myself within a couple days, (it was my first experience knitting in the round.) It was the cutest thing I had ever knit, up to that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started wearing my hat on a fairly regular basis and received many requests from friends for their very own. Now, the parade of the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/leeboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/leeboy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my brother, Lee. He rocks. He wanted an anime style kitty hat. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/sarahhop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/sarahhop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  In most of his pictures, he is nearly naked except for a hat.  This is the rule, not the exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sarah's ktty hat. She wanted her &lt;a href="http://www.berkeley.edu/"&gt;school &lt;/a&gt;colors; I threw in the spiral. She says people are always asking her wear they can buy one. That makes me happy on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/normal_UEFII%20145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/normal_UEFII%20145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan specially requested a hot pink and black one. He's about six foot four and has nothing to prove. He's my kind of guy. He likes to wear it while he paintballs, thus this kitty hat has been featured in several paintball enthusiast publications. Knitting is hardcore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/todd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/todd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/todd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd wanted a mohawk on his.  Glady, I obliged.  Damn punk never wears it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/batty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/batty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this hat about two years ago for a friend I very rarely see.&lt;br /&gt;I measured his extra large noggin and promised him I would make him his very own Batman hat, in the style of the ever swingin' Mr. West's &lt;a href="http://www.adamwest.com/"&gt;Batman&lt;/a&gt;. I held onto this hat for two years until finally, I saw him last Saturday. When I gave it to him, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "My very own Batman hat! That's the Sh!t; you're the sh!t" I get &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;happy when Jaime tells me I'm the sh!t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus concludes our walk through my kitty hat legacy. There have been others (but I don't have pics); there will likely be more. Feel free to drop a comment with your special request.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-112810975277663352?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/112810975277663352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=112810975277663352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112810975277663352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112810975277663352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-dont-wanna-see-me-in-my-b-boy.html' title='&quot;You don&apos;t wanna see me in my b boy stance.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-112733509367851060</id><published>2005-09-21T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T13:38:13.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandy Sashimi Sundries</title><content type='html'>So right now,  you may be thinking, "why the Hundredth Monkey, Chloe?"  Well, I'll tell you dear reader...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;The Hundredth Monkey&lt;/h1&gt;   by Ken Keyes, Jr. &lt;p&gt;  The Japanese monkey, Macaca fuscata, had been observed in the wild for a period of over 30 years.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; In 1952, on the island of Koshima, scientists were providing monkeys with sweet potatoes dropped in the sand. The monkeys liked the taste of the raw sweet potatoes, but they found the dirt unpleasant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/macaca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/macaca.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An 18-month-old female named Imo found she could solve the problem by washing the potatoes in a nearby stream. She taught this trick to her mother. Her playmates also learned this new way and they taught their mothers too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  This cultural innovation was gradually picked up by various monkeys before the eyes of the scientists.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Between 1952 and 1958 all the young monkeys learned to wash the sandy sweet potatoes to make them more palatable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Only the adults who imitated their children learned this social improvement. Other adults kept eating the dirty sweet potatoes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Then something startling took place. In the autumn of 1958, a certain number of Koshima monkeys were washing sweet potatoes -- the exact number is not known.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Let us suppose that when the sun rose one morning there were 99 monkeys on Koshima Island who had learned to wash their sweet potatoes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Let's further suppose that later that morning, the hundredth monkey learned to wash potatoes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  THEN IT HAPPENED!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  By that evening almost everyone in the tribe was washing sweet potatoes before eating them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  The added energy of this hundredth monkey somehow created an ideological breakthrough!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  But notice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  A most surprising thing observed by these scientists was that the habit of washing sweet potatoes then jumped over the sea --&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Colonies of monkeys on other islands and the mainland troop of monkeys at Takasakiyama began washing their sweet potatoes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Thus, when a certain critical number achieves an awareness, this new awareness may be communicated from mind to mind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Although the exact number may vary, this Hundredth Monkey Phenomenon means that when only a limited number of people know of a new way, it may remain the conscious property of these people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; But there is a point at which if only one more person tunes-in to a new awareness, a field is strengthened so that this awareness is picked up by almost everyone!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; (from the book "The Hundredth Monkey" by Ken Keyes, Jr. The book is not copyrighted and the material may be reproduced in whole or in part. You can look at &lt;a href="http://suburbia.net/%7Ejchoy/monkey/monkey1.html"&gt;the whole book&lt;/a&gt; also.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/200/114350692_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Isn't that neat?  (It may not be totally true, but it does represent a society wide paradigm shift, and that's awesome, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, how does this relate to you, Chloe, but more importantly, how does it relate to knitting? And why do you look like Sporty Spice in that picture?" you continue to query.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think I'm a creative individual, that I can come up with cool concepts and novel ideas on a whim. But deep in my heart, I know that there is nothing new under the sun. Anything I can invent, 99 monkeys before me have invented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, my incident with the &lt;a href="http://glampyreknits.tripod.com/glampyrephotos/id97.html"&gt;one skein wonder&lt;/a&gt;, a pattern published by &lt;a href="http://www.glampyre.com/blog/"&gt;Glampyre Knits&lt;/a&gt;. I thought myself very clever when I decided to knit a raglan shrug from the top down, making up my pattern as I went along. I spotted one of my co-workers knitting something very similar to what I was knitting and asked, "Hey Rebecca, what's that?" She proceeded to show me the pattern for the one skein wonder, which was almost exactly what I was making up. I showed her my work and cemented my fate as the Hundredth Monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't not make me bitter, nor angry.   In fact, I find it quite delightful.  It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zeitgeist&lt;/span&gt;; I'm tapped into the collective unconscious, baby. It's a nice reminder of the wonders of knitting, the ideas we can share, and the beauty we can create.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-112733509367851060?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/112733509367851060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=112733509367851060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112733509367851060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112733509367851060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/09/sandy-sashimi-sundries.html' title='Sandy Sashimi Sundries'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16652371.post-112654882270828698</id><published>2005-09-12T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T11:13:42.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the brain of the Hundredth Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/chloe_andre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/320/chloe_andre.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've given in to the intense pressure at &lt;a href="http://www.commuknity.com"&gt;work &lt;/a&gt;and decided to start my own blog. Now when &lt;a href="http://nathaniaapple.typepad.com"&gt;Nathania &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.katechrist.com/snakesurly"&gt;Kate &lt;/a&gt;post about my yarn related antics, they can give me a shout out. Can I get a woo woo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most essential thing you need to know about me is that my life is ruled by whimsy and irony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16652371-112654882270828698?l=chloesparkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/feeds/112654882270828698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16652371&amp;postID=112654882270828698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112654882270828698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16652371/posts/default/112654882270828698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chloesparkle.blogspot.com/2005/09/welcome-to-brain-of-hundredth-monkey.html' title='Welcome to the brain of the Hundredth Monkey'/><author><name>Chloe Sparkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03758587779823018430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6521/1586/1600/114350692_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
