<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 02:10:19 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>.Dee Lish</title><description>Empirically fabulous</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-8222964723684000651</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 06:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T23:18:07.506-07:00</atom:updated><title>Daily gnotch</title><description>Toast w/ pb &amp;amp; j&lt;br&gt;Juice-fruit/veg blend&lt;p&gt;Falafel (Lodi Deli - try it!)&lt;p&gt;Organic pb cups&lt;p&gt;Tastings from my cooking class&lt;p&gt;Vanilla wafers&lt;br&gt;Zinfandel&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-8222964723684000651?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/09/daily-gnotch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-5999007269820409621</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 06:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T23:15:06.572-07:00</atom:updated><title>Tuesdays picks</title><description>I got home from teaching my cooking class tonite &amp;amp; just wanted to  &lt;br&gt;snack a little. I grabbed the box of vanilla wafers &amp;amp; boy was I  &lt;br&gt;surprised. They are a generic store brand that I had never bought  &lt;br&gt;before. I freaking love them. I am now officially uncontrollable  &lt;br&gt;around them. Wun. Der. Ful.&lt;p&gt;My aunt bought our daughter a &amp;#39;Littlest Pet Shop&amp;#39; blanket the other  &lt;br&gt;day. She just loves it but she&amp;#39;s 2 1/2 so she&amp;#39;s easy to please. I just  &lt;br&gt;sat down (w/ my awesome Nilla Wafers) &amp;amp; the blanket is on the couch.  &lt;br&gt;It is FABULOUS. By far one of the best &amp;#39;coverings&amp;#39; I&amp;#39;ve ever used.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-5999007269820409621?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesdays-picks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-7445615343097235522</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 06:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T23:08:52.030-07:00</atom:updated><title>Let's try this again...</title><description>I live inside my head. I have a feeling most of you would sympathize.  &lt;br&gt;My thoughts/ideas/opinions/voices/chatter/blah/blah/blah are NONSTOP.  &lt;br&gt;If you&amp;#39;ve ever watched/listened to any decent amount of talk shows you  &lt;br&gt;have heard that to settle your mind you should &amp;#39;journal&amp;#39;. Welcome to  &lt;br&gt;my &amp;#39;journal&amp;#39;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-7445615343097235522?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-try-this-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-3704043970552324836</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 18:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-18T11:16:08.048-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hump day </title><description>&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; So an art painter was at the door (I knew she was coming). I&amp;#39;m still  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; in pjs/robe/glasses. Jake is screaming. Lily is running around  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; whining. I deal with painter, Dan calls, Jake still screaming, Lily  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; starts peeing all over (thru her panties). Throw the phone down,  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; throw Jake down, move peeing Lily to potty. Hang up on Dan &amp;amp; calm  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Jake down.  Clean pee from carpet, my feet &amp;amp; Lilys legs. Change  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Jakes huge diaper &amp;amp; call Dan back. Settle down with both kids.  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Feeding Jake his bottle &amp;amp; reading to Lily. So nice &amp;amp;  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; peaceful...until new dog starts peeing on the carpet. Jump up to  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; stop her which makes both kids start crying. This is definitely a  &lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; chips &amp;amp; salsa and margaritas day!&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-3704043970552324836?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/03/hump-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-7906650996867175366</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 02:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-12T19:41:57.199-07:00</atom:updated><title>Target Potty</title><description>So, is it sad or super fabulous that I was just dancing a little in  &lt;br&gt;the bathroom stall at Target to a jiving song on my iPod?&lt;br&gt;(BTW- Thats kinda my favorite way to shop now...at nite, after the  &lt;br&gt;kids r down, with my headphones in &amp;amp; my iPod blaring)&lt;p&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-7906650996867175366?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/03/target-potty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-7622042769481784637</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 04:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-11T21:10:27.818-07:00</atom:updated><title>Broccoli</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SbiLM4cxaqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/EV104ISOzPU/s1600-h/photo-727821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SbiLM4cxaqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/EV104ISOzPU/s320/photo-727821.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312148813911255714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;That&amp;#39;s Mama Tree, Dada Tree &amp;amp; Baby Tree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-7622042769481784637?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/03/broccoli.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SbiLM4cxaqI/AAAAAAAAAVU/EV104ISOzPU/s72-c/photo-727821.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-8854282389722731390</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 02:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-27T18:45:02.063-08:00</atom:updated><title>Lasagna anyone?</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SailLl56zXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8xjawfTFjfQ/s1600-h/photo-702064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SailLl56zXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8xjawfTFjfQ/s320/photo-702064.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307673779428314482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sooo late. Rush. Rush. Rush. Must get a dinner that takes about an  &lt;br&gt;hour to make in 20 minutes. Have to be at small group! Alright got all  &lt;br&gt;the prep done. Need to start assembling. Oh...crap...ain&amp;#39;t that a big  &lt;br&gt;surprise. Sauce on my white shirt! Did I mention I have to be  &lt;br&gt;somewhere with no time for a costume change? Ugh! Here&amp;#39;s the  &lt;br&gt;clincher...As I was starting this whole debacle (sp?) I thought to  &lt;br&gt;myself - &amp;#39;I am totally gonna get sauce on this. I know I should put  &lt;br&gt;one of my aprons on. But...nah. Why bother?&amp;#39;.&lt;br&gt;Whatevs. Sauce shmauce.&lt;br&gt;(My oh-so-fabulous &amp;amp; hip shirt can be purchased at Vine &amp;amp; Branches.  &lt;br&gt;Sans sauce).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-8854282389722731390?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/lasagna-anyone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SailLl56zXI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8xjawfTFjfQ/s72-c/photo-702064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-1249614573931224010</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 02:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-27T18:37:24.114-08:00</atom:updated><title>Jealous?</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SaijZITmIqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/V6lsfRgbOx0/s1600-h/photo-744116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SaijZITmIqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/V6lsfRgbOx0/s320/photo-744116.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307671812977861282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Look what I got today. Thanks darling! Isn&amp;#39;t the lettuce-y thing cool?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-1249614573931224010?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/jealous.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SaijZITmIqI/AAAAAAAAAVE/V6lsfRgbOx0/s72-c/photo-744116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-7638088735793321116</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2009 00:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-21T16:16:10.954-08:00</atom:updated><title>"Lovely day, lovely day, lovely day, love-ly day"</title><description>Who sang that song?!!  It&amp;#39;s from the 80&amp;#39;s. Anyway...&lt;p&gt;Great day today. (Finally!) Went to a killer spin class this morning.  &lt;br&gt;It kicked my butt. I fully anticipate being miserably sore tomorrow.  &lt;br&gt;After that I took Pie (our cat) to the vet. Well, that part wasn&amp;#39;t so  &lt;br&gt;great. Sick cat=big vet bill. Fed the fam, did some work, studied for  &lt;br&gt;my cooking class, hung out with the more than awesome Crosby family  &lt;br&gt;that came over to fish. (Fishing=not more than awesome. Poor fish!)  &lt;br&gt;Now Lily is watching a video, Jake is sleeping in his swing,  (Poor  &lt;br&gt;swing. It really struggles to swing our hefty darling!) Dan is reading  &lt;br&gt;&amp;amp; I just cracked open a new book. Reading with a glass of wine &amp;amp;  &lt;br&gt;snacks &amp;amp; a contented family...thank you God.  It&amp;#39;s all because of you!&lt;p&gt;How was all of your Saturdays? Good or bad!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-7638088735793321116?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/lovely-day-lovely-day-lovely-day-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-8529114681351320697</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T12:53:38.808-08:00</atom:updated><title>It's like stealing from the communion plate</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZ3G0oAh_lI/AAAAAAAAAU8/3xnI0jFpKu4/s1600-h/photo-718808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZ3G0oAh_lI/AAAAAAAAAU8/3xnI0jFpKu4/s320/photo-718808.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304614543507455570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This was what I found when I opened the car door at church this  &lt;br&gt;morning. Drugs (possibly) in a church parking lot. Nice. I often  &lt;br&gt;wonder what happens to peoples conscience &amp;amp; common sense. (Did I spell  &lt;br&gt;conscience right?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-8529114681351320697?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-like-stealing-from-communion-plate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZ3G0oAh_lI/AAAAAAAAAU8/3xnI0jFpKu4/s72-c/photo-718808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-2512534457691351360</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 20:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T12:49:59.889-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZ3F9_BpIlI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xfgfGtuIBMI/s1600-h/photo-799891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZ3F9_BpIlI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xfgfGtuIBMI/s320/photo-799891.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304613604793328210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-2512534457691351360?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZ3F9_BpIlI/AAAAAAAAAU0/xfgfGtuIBMI/s72-c/photo-799891.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-4142666103831808447</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 20:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T12:48:18.015-08:00</atom:updated><title>Butt sticker </title><description>Yesterday at the end of a long...long day I bent over to get my  &lt;br&gt;darling Jake out of his swing.  As I did this my hubby says &amp;quot;Hang on a  &lt;br&gt;second. Come here. There&amp;#39;s something on your butt.&amp;quot; He proceeds to  &lt;br&gt;pull a sticker off my butt. It was right in (&amp;amp; this might be TMI) my  &lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;seam&amp;#39;. The best part is that the sticker said &amp;quot;&amp;#39;Oh No! Here We Go  &lt;br&gt;Again!&amp;quot;&amp;#39;. Lily had been playing with stickers earlier in the day &amp;amp;  &lt;br&gt;somehow one of them made it&amp;#39;s way to my butt &amp;#39;seam&amp;#39;. Thanks Lily. Good  &lt;br&gt;thing I sent run any errands or meet with any clients!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-4142666103831808447?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/butt-sticker.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-8783653741610235701</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 17:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-15T09:32:27.694-08:00</atom:updated><title>Cray. Zee. </title><description>I literally expected to wake up &amp;amp; find the campground &amp;amp; all the  &lt;br&gt;trailers completely rearranged. It rained &amp;amp; rained...&amp;amp; rained and the  &lt;br&gt;wind violently shook the trailer pretty much ALL NITE. Dan &amp;amp; I didn&amp;#39;t  &lt;br&gt;get much sleep but praise God the kids slept through it! Wonder how  &lt;br&gt;Astrid &amp;amp; Frank pulled through...&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-8783653741610235701?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/cray-zee_15.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-7745648042471878521</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 17:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-15T09:29:38.800-08:00</atom:updated><title>Cray. Zee. </title><description>I literally expected to wake up &amp;amp; find the campground&lt;p&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-7745648042471878521?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/cray-zee.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-3651443148274536582</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 23:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-14T15:42:27.337-08:00</atom:updated><title>Weather Smeather</title><description>It&amp;#39;s windy, rainy &amp;amp; cold but fabulous. Note to self- Get a better lawn  &lt;br&gt;chair. One that has cup holders so my Pepsi Max is safe from blowing  &lt;br&gt;over.&lt;p&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-3651443148274536582?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/weather-smeather.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-1462772264650581694</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 23:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-14T20:19:22.164-08:00</atom:updated><title>My new friends </title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZeXyuryvdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/LSPMlzgt53o/s1600-h/photo-762170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZeXyuryvdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/LSPMlzgt53o/s320/photo-762170.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302873984033013202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The one standing (Astrid) really wanted to come hang out with me but  &lt;br&gt;the one laying down (Frank) was getting jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-1462772264650581694?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-friends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZeXyuryvdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/LSPMlzgt53o/s72-c/photo-762170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-7879794983129018322</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 18:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-14T10:44:33.507-08:00</atom:updated><title>Proper Camping Attire</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZcREawN9qI/AAAAAAAAAUk/1Advgy9_n9E/s1600-h/photo-773509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZcREawN9qI/AAAAAAAAAUk/1Advgy9_n9E/s320/photo-773509.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302725853850760866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lily sporting the onesie, a skip cap &amp;amp; socks. Great look for trailer  &lt;br&gt;camping. No, we didn&amp;#39;t let her outside like that. I had just taken her  &lt;br&gt;on the sand mountains &amp;amp; she got filthy. Immediate strip down when we  &lt;br&gt;got back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-7879794983129018322?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/proper-camping-attire.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZcREawN9qI/AAAAAAAAAUk/1Advgy9_n9E/s72-c/photo-773509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-3032672546191095425</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 23:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T15:44:29.557-08:00</atom:updated><title>"It's a rain out there"</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZYF3cvwh-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/YYsnHUMUn1U/s1600-h/photo-769563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZYF3cvwh-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/YYsnHUMUn1U/s320/photo-769563.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302432061442787298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;What a stylin&amp;#39; chick. Striped tights &amp;amp; a white onesie! Wouldn&amp;#39;t it be  &lt;br&gt;great if that was acceptable attire for an adult?I would totally rock  &lt;br&gt;that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-3032672546191095425?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-rain-out-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZYF3cvwh-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/YYsnHUMUn1U/s72-c/photo-769563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-2211136114087115765</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 23:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T15:39:59.868-08:00</atom:updated><title>Happy V-day Dan</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZYEzx4O5UI/AAAAAAAAAUU/EEbuLgzivJE/s1600-h/photo-799869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZYEzx4O5UI/AAAAAAAAAUU/EEbuLgzivJE/s320/photo-799869.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302430898884371778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My V-day present to Dan. A Singing Valentine. It was a fabulous  &lt;br&gt;barbershop quartet. Totally worth it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-2211136114087115765?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-v-day-dan_13.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZYEzx4O5UI/AAAAAAAAAUU/EEbuLgzivJE/s72-c/photo-799869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-5502138667330465184</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 23:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T15:34:02.599-08:00</atom:updated><title>Happy V-day Dan</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZYDaqG-zZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/B0wLsN8tJDM/s1600-h/photo-742601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZYDaqG-zZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/B0wLsN8tJDM/s320/photo-742601.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302429367790390674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-5502138667330465184?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-v-day-dan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZYDaqG-zZI/AAAAAAAAAUM/B0wLsN8tJDM/s72-c/photo-742601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-6390268929451775846</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 23:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T15:30:35.051-08:00</atom:updated><title>Dillon Beach - Day 0.25</title><description>We just left to go camping. Yay! Just got the update that we are  &lt;br&gt;heading right into a huge storm. This time I am pretty sure I packed  &lt;br&gt;everything!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-6390268929451775846?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/dillon-beach-day-025.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-3839601622608902351</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 22:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-10T14:29:05.537-08:00</atom:updated><title>My day today</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZH_sQeUohI/AAAAAAAAAUE/9XJy2ku3jsU/s1600-h/photo-745539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZH_sQeUohI/AAAAAAAAAUE/9XJy2ku3jsU/s320/photo-745539.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301299372193260050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yeah Jake I feel the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-3839601622608902351?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-day-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SZH_sQeUohI/AAAAAAAAAUE/9XJy2ku3jsU/s72-c/photo-745539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-2070515760942918065</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2009 20:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-06T12:15:28.999-08:00</atom:updated><title>Safe Love</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SYyaYc0AFNI/AAAAAAAAAT8/lRp-tR3U9rM/s1600-h/photo-729002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SYyaYc0AFNI/AAAAAAAAAT8/lRp-tR3U9rM/s320/photo-729002.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299780606350070994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I&amp;#39;m at the mall kinda window shopping &amp;amp; as I walk by Armani Exchange I  &lt;br&gt;think  &amp;#39;Oh, they made a big heart display for V-day. How cute.&amp;#39; But,  &lt;br&gt;as I look closer I see the big heart is made from a bunch of red  &lt;br&gt;condoms! Ugh! Then I read the window &amp;amp; it says &amp;quot;Practice Safe Love&amp;quot;.  &lt;br&gt;Really?! It&amp;#39;s so sad that people believe that sex is love! Sex is sex.  &lt;br&gt;Sex should be a loving &amp;amp; amazing thing between two people who trust  &lt;br&gt;each other &amp;amp; know there&amp;#39;s a solid commitment. That happens when you  &lt;br&gt;are married not when you are just together for some reason or another.&lt;p&gt;(sorry the pix is blurry. I didn&amp;#39;t want to look like the weirdo taking  &lt;br&gt;a picture in the mall with her phone!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-2070515760942918065?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/safe-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l-IjzR-K4fw/SYyaYc0AFNI/AAAAAAAAAT8/lRp-tR3U9rM/s72-c/photo-729002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-9061920107839840189</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 17:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-04T09:51:07.600-08:00</atom:updated><title>The mystery is finally revealed!</title><description>Dan &amp;amp; I have been wondering what exactly the Disney character Goofy  &lt;br&gt;is. He looks like a dog but he&amp;#39;s nothing like Pluto who definitely is  &lt;br&gt;a dog. Goofy can walk &amp;amp; talk (&amp;amp; is incredibly annoying) and Pluto  &lt;br&gt;can&amp;#39;t. Why have two totally different dog characters? It really has  &lt;br&gt;been kind of annoying us. (Not enough to really look into it though!)  &lt;br&gt;Well, our Goofy angst is over. Today on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Goofy  &lt;br&gt;was called a dog. Sadly it was the highlight of my morning. (Its been  &lt;br&gt;a rough one!) Ahh...parenthood. I never woulda thought I would care so  &lt;br&gt;much about what species a cartoon character is.&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-9061920107839840189?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/mystery-is-finally-revealed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7561725363405313404.post-2311182475255378435</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-03T21:44:54.047-08:00</atom:updated><title>Love/Hate</title><description>&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;gt; Love it when I get a pistachio &amp;amp; it is already without it&amp;#39;s shell.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Hate it when I get a pistachio that&amp;#39;s shell is not split.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt; Sent from a .DeeLishous iPhone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7561725363405313404-2311182475255378435?l=deelishempire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://deelishempire.blogspot.com/2009/02/lovehate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (.Dee Lish)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>