<?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-7379467</id><updated>2012-01-18T13:09:14.920-05:00</updated><category term='jon cryer'/><category term='obama'/><category term='daily'/><category term='Matthew Weiner'/><category term='illegal donations'/><category term='John Hughes'/><category term='movies'/><category term='pancake'/><category term='Mad Men'/><category term='free stuff'/><category term='music'/><category term='jim gaffigan'/><category term='Pelle Carlberg'/><category term='&quot;go to hell miss rydell&quot;'/><title type='text'>Petitedov</title><subtitle type='html'>It takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else you must run twice as fast. - The Queen from Through the Looking Glass</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2030</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8636454080615059614</id><published>2012-01-18T13:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T13:09:14.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FTW</title><summary type='text'>Check mate, I have the cutest niece evah:




My niece as Cinderella.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8636454080615059614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8636454080615059614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8636454080615059614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8636454080615059614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2012/01/ftw.html' title='FTW'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2VsvkPO6Z0/TxcKrGZhx6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/EXEKNOR2oOc/s72-c/gulka.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7715565099580869148</id><published>2012-01-18T12:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:48:18.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the Song, Hate the Lyrics?</title><summary type='text'>There are just some songs that I absolutely love, but hate the lyrics. Neko Case's "Never Turn Your Back on Mother Earth" is one such songs. The song is so preachy, it could have been written by a overly emotional teenager (but I repeat myself), except the actual music is gorgeous and I can't stop listening to it. 







I guessing that's why I like a lot of French songs. I bet if I knew what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7715565099580869148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7715565099580869148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7715565099580869148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7715565099580869148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-song-hate-lyrics.html' title='Love the Song, Hate the Lyrics?'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-9041198661946832356</id><published>2012-01-15T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:49:40.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning Tune</title><summary type='text'>Sweet Pea by Tommy Roe





(I just actually watched the video, instead of only listening to the song. Tommy is kind of creepy, right?)
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Song about "winged swings" sounds retarded in Enlgish but beautiful in Russian. 
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I had mine for almost a week now. I've hated coughing ever since my operation last year, where the aftermath was a three months coughing fit. I'm going back and forth of whether it's just a cough or my cancer has returned with full vigor. Did I mention how much fun it is in my brain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/3854775797817965566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=3854775797817965566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3854775797817965566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3854775797817965566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometimes-cough-is-just-cough.html' title='Sometimes a cough is just a cough'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8vNJ5Krj7SQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1155635826937806670</id><published>2011-11-07T13:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T13:32:55.283-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily'/><title type='text'>Daily Romance</title><summary type='text'>I had a few plans for yesterday that involved socializing with some friends in Williamsburg and doing some food shopping. Inevitably the plans fell trhough and on a beautiful November day Peter and I stayed in. He mostly slept, not feeling well, and I cleaned and fussed on the computer. In the evening I reflected how the day was probably one of the most romantic days I've ever experienced. Weird </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1155635826937806670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1155635826937806670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1155635826937806670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1155635826937806670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/11/daily-romance.html' title='Daily Romance'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1886254332414597545</id><published>2011-11-07T13:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:43:57.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies By Ommision</title><summary type='text'>Whenever I'm filling out any kind of document that makes reference to punishement for false information, I inevitably get an guilty feeling. It doesn't matter that I am filling out these forms in good faith, something makes my heart race a lot quicker as I sign that tax form or any another beauracratic piece of paper. The thought that maybe I didn't tell the whole truth creeps up and spintails </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1886254332414597545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1886254332414597545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1886254332414597545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1886254332414597545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/11/lies-by-ommision.html' title='Lies By Ommision'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-170615616172992963</id><published>2011-10-20T00:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:34:56.281-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Hughes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon cryer'/><title type='text'>Love is their whole happiness</title><summary type='text'>I'm not one to re-watch/re-read too many movies/books. There are exceptions. When I was in school, every time I got sick, I used to watch Anne in Green Gables series. So I have the tendency it just that it's rare. Besides Kieslowski,  Miyazaki, and  Kar Wai Wong movies I tend to watch things once. There is also John Hughes movies. I, like a lot of others, can quote The Breakfast Club verbatim. 

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/170615616172992963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=170615616172992963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/170615616172992963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/170615616172992963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-is-their-whole-happiness.html' title='Love is their whole happiness'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mNGIg8f-0Wc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-6823438725198416624</id><published>2011-09-26T20:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:35:54.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><summary type='text'>“Just because you’re alive doesn’t mean you’re healthy and vibrant.”from a article on old parents that touches a nerve. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/6823438725198416624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=6823438725198416624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/6823438725198416624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/6823438725198416624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/09/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-843496976394134875</id><published>2011-08-18T11:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T11:29:59.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny People</title><summary type='text'>I have now watched Freak &amp; Geeks and Undeclared. I think Judd Apatow should come back to television. I love his characters -  funny and flawed people.  I'm so tired of canned story lines starring perfect looking people. I guess there is his movies to look forward to.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/843496976394134875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=843496976394134875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/843496976394134875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/843496976394134875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/08/funny-people.html' title='Funny People'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8634934757887154968</id><published>2011-08-18T10:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T11:06:55.605-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Gluttony</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure what happened but somewhere along the lines I gave myself permission to eat like a pregnant lady this summer. The results are what you might expect from someone who decides to eat chocolate or ice cream just because the mood striked (maybe every single day). There is a great line from a Ray Bradburry's Dandelion Wine about a perfect woman not being too skinny or too fat from the love</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8634934757887154968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8634934757887154968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8634934757887154968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8634934757887154968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/08/on-gluttony.html' title='On Gluttony'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2640996194339988073</id><published>2011-08-16T11:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:44:47.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Twenties</title><summary type='text'>I've spent most of my life around people who are older than me. I feel like I never took the time to enjoy being the age I actually am. Also, the stupid cancer got in a way of a lot of fun. I need to change that. I need to rethink some things to do before I turn 30. Jumping out of an airplane or getting a tattoo are not in the cards though. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2640996194339988073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2640996194339988073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2640996194339988073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2640996194339988073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/08/on-my-twenties.html' title='On My Twenties'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1887282232972679800</id><published>2011-08-16T10:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T10:45:28.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHat I Learned From Reading My Own Blog</title><summary type='text'>Alternatively titled: Things I Do When I Should Be Be ProductiveSo apparently I saw Snakes on the Plane movie. I did not remember this very important occurance. Which proves to me I need to keep this baby going, since I will look back in my old age and might actually remember something. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1887282232972679800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1887282232972679800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1887282232972679800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1887282232972679800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-i-learned-from-reading-my-own-blog.html' title='WHat I Learned From Reading My Own Blog'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-3774789791183850304</id><published>2011-07-30T23:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T00:02:52.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubio Hits It Out of the Ballpark</title><summary type='text'>"Compromise is fantastic. I would love nothing more than to leave this building tomorrow night having said 'The Republic still works' I was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with people from states far from mine, with views different from mine but who love their country so much they were able to come together and save it when it faced this catastrophe. I would love nothing more than a compromise</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/3774789791183850304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=3774789791183850304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3774789791183850304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3774789791183850304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/07/rubio-hits-it-out-of-ballpark.html' title='Rubio Hits It Out of the Ballpark'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_68GjR6V6zI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-5477548523108985730</id><published>2011-07-10T18:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T18:23:17.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Financial Front</title><summary type='text'>Things I shouldn't look at, but invariably do:Cute children's clothes/toysShoe websiteDiscount Clothes websitesDesigner Furniture websitesFancy Cooking Things websiteCooking classes websitesTravel for cheap websites.....In order not to spend money I must not give my chance to actually spend it. Ugh. Stupid no-having-job situation.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/5477548523108985730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=5477548523108985730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5477548523108985730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5477548523108985730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-financial-front.html' title='On the Financial Front'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8670857387399262098</id><published>2011-07-10T18:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T18:14:13.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Reason To Be Sober.....</title><summary type='text'>I found this exchange hilarious. From "Stuff my girlfriend says":Because she wasn’t drinking alcohol, a friend asked if she was pregnant.“Why? Do you have to be sober to get an abortion?”</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8670857387399262098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8670857387399262098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8670857387399262098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8670857387399262098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/07/only-reason-to-be-sober.html' title='The Only Reason To Be Sober.....'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1023816753518614594</id><published>2011-06-13T16:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T16:52:25.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance Is Bliss</title><summary type='text'>There some singers and actors that I loathe to know about their private lives. It's like Corinne Bailey Rae's "Put Your Records On" is such a simple, sweet song. But every time I listen to it, I start thinking about Rae's overdosed husband, how is she coping with his death? The sweetness of the song just emphasizes the cruelty of the situation. She probably doesn't need my pity and yet there it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1023816753518614594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1023816753518614594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1023816753518614594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1023816753518614594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='Ignorance Is Bliss'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7008334881420181536</id><published>2011-06-13T16:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T16:04:49.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW WE DANCE</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes when you can do anything, there is only the monkey and the urge to dance. I always think of this when I need rouse my lazy bum and do something!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7008334881420181536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7008334881420181536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7008334881420181536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7008334881420181536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/now-we-dance.html' title='NOW WE DANCE'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QHZR9SA5pOg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-3622651271965077984</id><published>2011-06-12T23:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T00:03:35.571-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tools</title><summary type='text'>Lately I have been obsessed with making Peter's apartment our home. I'm looking at a bunch of websites in order to figure out how to arrange our little studio to both give us privacy, comfort, enough space to do what we like, and to occasionally make room for a guest or two who might want to visit us. It's fun but a little daunting...since Peter's idea of a budget for the new stuff is a bit lower</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/3622651271965077984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=3622651271965077984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3622651271965077984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3622651271965077984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-tools.html' title='New Tools'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-5274587334612808595</id><published>2011-06-06T13:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T13:38:05.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginlicious</title><summary type='text'>Esquire covers a few variations on my favorite drink, gin &amp; tonic.Gin:"Thanks to an herbaceous and floral nature primarily lent by juniper, gin's piney complexity mixes well with citrus, fruit, and herbs, making it the ideal base for steamy weather. Though its origins lie in Dutch genever (a juniper-flavored malt-wine spirit), historically, gin is the drink of the English"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/5274587334612808595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=5274587334612808595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5274587334612808595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5274587334612808595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/ginlicious.html' title='Ginlicious'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7584156503440029225</id><published>2011-06-05T17:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T00:20:23.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeeeeaaaah!</title><summary type='text'>This made me laugh. It's completely untimely and irrelevant, except that bad puns is what I do and making fun of CSI:Miami is always fun. Also, taking off glasses to reveal another pair. Plain awesome.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7584156503440029225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7584156503440029225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7584156503440029225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7584156503440029225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/yeeeeaaaah.html' title='Yeeeeaaaah!'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xod4e6R1huI/TexVaAaX7-I/AAAAAAAAAkc/bl2IvAp2ryE/s72-c/csi%2Bmiami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1833160025030823768</id><published>2011-06-05T16:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T16:54:05.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the internet they have everything</title><summary type='text'>Even heavy metal covers of music from Studio Ghibli. Here's a cover of My Neighbor Totoro theme. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1833160025030823768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1833160025030823768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1833160025030823768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1833160025030823768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-internet-they-have-everything.html' title='On the internet they have everything'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GATpxojtye8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-3311623334574693134</id><published>2011-06-05T02:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T02:58:42.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders From The Past</title><summary type='text'>So I decided a while ago not to watch anymore Holocaust related movies whethere fiction or documentaries, for my well being. I just can't handle the subject matter, in the past it has left me incapacitated - and yet, because this is the history of my people I am drawn to. Thus I recently found myself watching A Film Unfinished, a documentary about the Nazis attempt to create a movie of the Warsaw</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/3311623334574693134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=3311623334574693134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3311623334574693134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3311623334574693134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/reminders-from-past.html' title='Reminders From The Past'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wXUsls6hvH4/TesoP9DhvpI/AAAAAAAAAkM/FQ6ftVGOK40/s72-c/mirror.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7546206222379714684</id><published>2011-06-05T01:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T00:21:52.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catz Video</title><summary type='text'>Apparently the Japanese do everything better than others. Even cat videos. Seriously, I sat through the whole thing and smiled almost the whole time. Who am I? I also enjoyed a small part of the video where the cat licks the finger. Seriously, when I had my adopted cat, it was the best feeling when she licked my fingers or toes. #nonpevertedwayofcourseP.S. Sometimes I wish I was born Japanese, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7546206222379714684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7546206222379714684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7546206222379714684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7546206222379714684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/catz-video.html' title='Catz Video'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QZR_6K03gWk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-4664720252783521298</id><published>2011-06-04T23:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T02:35:47.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Been Watching - Quickies</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure if it's Stephane's influence or what, but I've been watching a lot of movies lately. Actually to a movie or two in a theater. Something I haven't done in quite a long while.Source CodeIt all started innocently enough with Peter suggesting to see Atlas Shrugged, Yaron and Lee also were in the mood for some light Ayn Rand's propaganda, thus joined us on a very rainy night in Manhattan.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/4664720252783521298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=4664720252783521298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4664720252783521298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4664720252783521298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-ive-been-watching.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been Watching - Quickies'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8707058917495945868</id><published>2011-06-04T23:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T23:43:23.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Having More Than One</title><summary type='text'>If we get to be parents, this is precisely the reason I want to have more than one child. It might be selfish, but I'm a (future) Jewish mother and the idea of losing a child feels me with dread and I don't even have one.The last few paragraphs made me a little weepy, from John Hodgman's, "Apologia to My Second Child":And so you see, I cannot take the risk. Like a farmer who needs children to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8707058917495945868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8707058917495945868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8707058917495945868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8707058917495945868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-having-more-than-one.html' title='On Having More Than One'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-4672529402190137203</id><published>2011-05-24T10:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T01:11:09.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditation on Life</title><summary type='text'>I've been brooding for a while now. Even with so many blessings in my life, there's been, to say the least, a lot of challenges. I've been looking at my past thinking about what went wrong and realizing that in fact it's a defeatist attitude. Maybe instead of being so harsh with myself and my mistakes, instead of looking at all the defeats I have suffered, suffering, and will suffer I can look at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/4672529402190137203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=4672529402190137203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4672529402190137203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4672529402190137203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/05/meditation-on-life.html' title='Meditation on Life'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7095058144211137936</id><published>2011-05-18T20:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T23:47:12.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Writers, Few Readers</title><summary type='text'>Love what Gary Shteyngart says in the Fresh Air interview with Terry Gross about the dying culture of books, or more accuratety the dying culture of readers of novels and our mind unable to keep up with the amount of information being thrown at it (btw he isn't a technophobe).Mr. SHTEYNGART: Yeah, no, it's so depressing. I feel like I'm insane to write novels. I'm like one of those, you know, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7095058144211137936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7095058144211137936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7095058144211137936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7095058144211137936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/05/lots-of-writers-few-readers.html' title='Lots of Writers, Few Readers'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EfzuOu4UIOU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-5055915133813438065</id><published>2011-05-18T20:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:41:53.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Kitchens</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while since I had a kitchen of my own. My mother, the master cook that she is, was very tepid on her invitations to let me use her kitchen. Plus it was a kosher kitchen and I was always afraid to use the wrong spatula with the wrong pan. It got confusing. So it's nice to have a kitchen of my own. It's nice to be counted to be the one to put the meal on the table. In fact I have had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/5055915133813438065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=5055915133813438065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5055915133813438065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5055915133813438065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-kitchens.html' title='On Kitchens'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4bB-ozpfag/TdRm9dBXe4I/AAAAAAAAAkA/3G6cl8NKs6Y/s72-c/Spinach%2BDish' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-3354834082720983336</id><published>2011-05-18T20:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:30:45.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writers Block of Sorts</title><summary type='text'>I've been toying with the idea of starting a new blog. To shed the weight of this one. To start a new place to deposit my thoughts, as I find myself physically living (finally) in a new place. I still don't quite feel at home, but it's only been four days and I know it will take some time to get used to the apartment, the city, and the rthyms that both of us are now forced to share. Plus there is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/3354834082720983336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=3354834082720983336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3354834082720983336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3354834082720983336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/05/writers-block-of-sorts.html' title='Writers Block of Sorts'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-4430468881464313704</id><published>2011-05-18T19:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T19:52:05.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Back At Dead Man</title><summary type='text'>A.O. Scott reviews one of my favorite films, Dead Man. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/4430468881464313704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=4430468881464313704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4430468881464313704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4430468881464313704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/05/look-back-at-dead-man.html' title='Look Back At Dead Man'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7593517845124401386</id><published>2011-05-05T00:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T17:16:57.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Gets Better</title><summary type='text'>I really like the campaign "It Gets Better" of older people who are gay, lesbian, transgendered, or just want to support the people who are and prevent teen suicide. My former teacher (Mr. Johnson - the tall, black guy, smiling) happens to be in a Chrome video that features lots of different voices talking how it really does get better as you grow older. I actually think this applies not only to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7593517845124401386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7593517845124401386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7593517845124401386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7593517845124401386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/05/it-gets-better.html' title='It Gets Better'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7skPnJOZYdA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-6645960527653151989</id><published>2011-05-02T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T00:10:12.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Motherfucker Is Dead!</title><summary type='text'>Long Live US! Long Live New York!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/6645960527653151989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=6645960527653151989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/6645960527653151989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/6645960527653151989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/05/motherfucker-is-dead.html' title='The Motherfucker Is Dead!'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iul3ujcBGwU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8783116903554861274</id><published>2011-04-27T14:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:38:20.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Report From Lunch</title><summary type='text'>The sun is shining. The trees are different colors, pink, white, light green, even a few sprinkles of purple here and there. And, a lot no-shirt-wearing men with beer guts. Ain't Spring grand!?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8783116903554861274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8783116903554861274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8783116903554861274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8783116903554861274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/report-from-lunch.html' title='Report From Lunch'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2595819060565530788</id><published>2011-04-27T11:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:34:50.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>French Onion Soup</title><summary type='text'>I was discovered that French Onion soup can't be just as delicious without the bread in it. (Score! Another low-carb option for me.) I click on Smitten Kitchen and there is a recipe for French Onion soup!I would put much cheese on that though. Yum.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2595819060565530788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2595819060565530788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2595819060565530788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2595819060565530788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/french-onion-soup.html' title='French Onion Soup'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-3432516677079417616</id><published>2011-04-27T10:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:58:31.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Such a Dumb Dumb</title><summary type='text'>That Sarah Palin, she didn't even go to Harvard, so dumb that one, asking her stupid questions and wanting to know why the President is doing what he is doing. How dare she question the One and suggest that his views in Law School might shed light on his muddled rhetoric on issues such as bombing Libya. Silly Sarah, the media only cares about dumb Republican's school record. In infamous words of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/3432516677079417616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=3432516677079417616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3432516677079417616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/3432516677079417616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/she.html' title='She&apos;s Such a Dumb Dumb'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-6909670578241893220</id><published>2011-04-27T10:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T10:46:40.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music At Our House</title><summary type='text'>Peter has been playing PJ Harvey's Let England Shake album both weekends. Providing a nice soundtrack to clean up that is taking places in our home. I love the sampling of Eddie Cochran's "Summertime Blues": "What if I take my problems to the United Nations?" - depressing and snappy at the same time. The album is fantastic, worth a listen.PS: "All And Everyone" is my favorite track on the album. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/6909670578241893220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=6909670578241893220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/6909670578241893220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/6909670578241893220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/music-at-our-house.html' title='Music At Our House'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Va0w5pxFkAM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8370039034234860160</id><published>2011-04-26T00:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T00:09:36.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Part of Pizza?!</title><summary type='text'>Cheese of course. As Passover ends...thoughts turn to pizza. Not that I can have any. #grumblesabtlowcabdiet</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8370039034234860160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8370039034234860160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8370039034234860160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8370039034234860160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-part-of-pizza.html' title='Best Part of Pizza?!'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-5894549300205994344</id><published>2011-04-25T14:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T14:55:43.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Bust</title><summary type='text'>I'm glad the government is protecting the children. What would we do without them!?!Jigs Patel, who recently opened the London Candy Co. on the Upper East Side, where he is importing candy from the U.K., had already run out of his Kinder eggs by the time he got his visit from a CPSC official just before Easter."They obviously took this very seriously," Patel said. "I actually found it very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/5894549300205994344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=5894549300205994344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5894549300205994344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5894549300205994344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/candy-bust.html' title='Candy Bust'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2384700645874612530</id><published>2011-04-25T13:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:39:20.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral of the Story: Elvis was actually Jewish</title><summary type='text'>I found this turning matzah into something tasty, kind of hilarious. I mean deduct points for putting BACON with matzah but other than that, awesome. Ian: Just as Moses led the Jews out of Egypt, this sandwich led the skinny Elvis into being the fat Elvis.Peter: Evidence Elvis was a secret Jew? One, he loved his mother. Two, this sandwich. Evidence he was not a Jew? Everything else he ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2384700645874612530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2384700645874612530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2384700645874612530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2384700645874612530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/moral-of-story-elvis-was-actually.html' title='Moral of the Story: Elvis was actually Jewish'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8750043765455429937</id><published>2011-04-25T13:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:25:18.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><summary type='text'>From Sleepless in Seatle:Well, I'm gonna get out of bed every morning... breathe in and out all day long. Then, after a while I won't have to remind myself to get out of bed every morning and breathe in and out... and, then after a while, I won't have to think about how I had it great and perfect for a while. Sometimes this quote hits incredibly close and then I remember that things can be worse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8750043765455429937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8750043765455429937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8750043765455429937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8750043765455429937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2756141250025115155</id><published>2011-04-25T12:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T12:39:58.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>California Living</title><summary type='text'>This video reminded (also it's hilarious) me of our walk on Venice Beach this past January. They actually have people handing out little business cards with a list of "ailments" a weed card. Only in LA do you get the juxtaposition of Weed &amp; Botox..flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2756141250025115155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2756141250025115155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2756141250025115155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2756141250025115155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/california-living.html' title='California Living'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CRm1yqSmsGY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7384420417236026415</id><published>2011-04-25T12:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:02:39.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincendence?</title><summary type='text'>Gas is disgustingly expensive ($65 a tank - and that's at the cheapest gas station for miles). At this rate I will not be able to travel to see my husband in May, good thing I'm moving in 3 weeks.However, when I sent a whiny e-mail to Peter about the gas prices, I got the following response "Arizona has the cheapest gas in the country and Illinois has the most expensive." Coincidence? I doubt it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7384420417236026415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7384420417236026415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7384420417236026415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7384420417236026415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/coincendence.html' title='Coincendence?'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk0ECBXL_Ws/TbWo1P6yA0I/AAAAAAAAAj4/YdOS9FJIkJE/s72-c/obama_gas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-5456325240065140493</id><published>2011-04-20T15:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:31:41.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day Snark</title><summary type='text'>What love looks like to some people:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/5456325240065140493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=5456325240065140493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5456325240065140493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5456325240065140493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/hump-day-snark.html' title='Hump Day Snark'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gkpsjFBB90c/Ta80ibJ819I/AAAAAAAAAjw/i1pvUyv5pFo/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7208356735405665338</id><published>2011-04-18T11:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T14:09:29.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>City Living</title><summary type='text'>The paradox of owning a car in the city is that once you find a good parking you don't want to leave it. Defeating the whole purpose of a car giving you a sense of freedom. Still, I can get used to this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7208356735405665338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7208356735405665338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7208356735405665338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7208356735405665338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/city-living.html' title='City Living'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1648624680413027835</id><published>2011-04-18T11:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T11:16:44.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day</title><summary type='text'>"The Calendar Hung Itself" by BrighteyesI used to listen to this song on days like today, sunny &amp; breezy, feeling slightly fatalistic.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1648624680413027835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1648624680413027835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1648624680413027835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1648624680413027835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/song-of-day_18.html' title='Song of the Day'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8kwJaFnmHo4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2368572745803360417</id><published>2011-04-15T16:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:09:09.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alternative History</title><summary type='text'>I found the interview with Noah Glass one of the "forgotten" Twitter inventors fascinating. Mostly of how humble and matter of fact he is about being essentially screwed over.That's a thing I want to reiterate - you're trying to look for the  full  story. Some people have gotten credit, some people haven't. The   reality is it was a group effort. There were lots of people putting   ideas into and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2368572745803360417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2368572745803360417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2368572745803360417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2368572745803360417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/humble.html' title='Alternative History'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-939273525081695079</id><published>2011-04-15T15:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:59:58.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Friday Laugh</title><summary type='text'>Gwyneth Paltrow wrote a cookbook. And while I don't mean to pile on,  this is hilarious.via Kottke</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/939273525081695079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=939273525081695079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/939273525081695079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/939273525081695079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/your-friday-laugh.html' title='Your Friday Laugh'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Obm8Ex21dgI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8511775421934197923</id><published>2011-04-14T11:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T11:38:18.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Reads: Children's Book</title><summary type='text'>From Neil Gaiman's The Graveyard Book, "The voice in his head was something very old and very dry, like the scraping of a dead twig against the window of the chapel, and it seemed to Bod that there was more than one voice there, that they were talking in unison."The metaphor above works on so many great levels; visceral, place and character appropriate, and vivid. The whole book works, a good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8511775421934197923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8511775421934197923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8511775421934197923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8511775421934197923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/recent-reads-childrens-book.html' title='Recent Reads: Children&apos;s Book'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-4089348833845705890</id><published>2011-04-14T00:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T12:39:20.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to pick up a girl</title><summary type='text'>Not sure why it's hard for guys to pick up a lady. B.I.G. explained early on:Straight up honey really I'm askin'Most of these fellas think they be mackin' but they be actin'Who they attractin' with that line, "What's your name, what's your sign?"Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behindAnd ask what your interests are, "Who you be with?"Things to make you smile, what numbers to dialYou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/4089348833845705890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=4089348833845705890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4089348833845705890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4089348833845705890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-to-pick-up-girl.html' title='How to pick up a girl'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8473707247402892707</id><published>2011-04-14T00:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T00:31:48.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Lightning</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8473707247402892707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8473707247402892707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8473707247402892707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8473707247402892707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-lightning.html' title='I Love Lightning'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XKMdYbOfFzI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-612244521287063325</id><published>2011-04-13T20:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T20:44:12.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Conundrum</title><summary type='text'>I'm fine sorting dirty laundry, putting in the wash, even drying it out and folding, but putting it way in the right place takes days if not weeks. That's the worst part of laundry.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/612244521287063325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=612244521287063325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/612244521287063325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/612244521287063325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/laundry-conundrum.html' title='Laundry Conundrum'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2073362464707389525</id><published>2011-04-13T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T14:22:05.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Reads</title><summary type='text'>So I just finished reading Anthony Bourdain's recent installment, Medium Raw: A Bloody Valentine to the World of Food and the People Who Cook, which reads like a collection of essays about  how Bourdain has an amazing life and why he feels guilty or alternatively like a hypocrite to be able to travel to so many amazing places, eat the food that he has the opportunity to eat, and mingle with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2073362464707389525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2073362464707389525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2073362464707389525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2073362464707389525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/recent-reads.html' title='Recent Reads'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2978156695097568955</id><published>2011-04-13T09:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:58:15.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Undertow" by Warpaint</title><summary type='text'>via Jay-Z 's life style blog. No seriously.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2978156695097568955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2978156695097568955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2978156695097568955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2978156695097568955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/undertow-by-warpaint.html' title='&quot;Undertow&quot; by Warpaint'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x3orS1TSc_A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1935178634382795544</id><published>2011-04-07T12:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T12:06:22.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day (I'm emberassed to say)</title><summary type='text'>This song makes me want to clean. Also, I remember listening to it when I was ten. #facepalm #horribletasteinmusicwheniwaslittleThis song was brought to you by my coworker saying "baby" several times over and over.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1935178634382795544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1935178634382795544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1935178634382795544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1935178634382795544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/song-of-day-im-emberassed-to-say.html' title='Song of the Day (I&apos;m emberassed to say)'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vMXuuYnoRdI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2514565396150135492</id><published>2011-04-06T16:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:39:54.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Managing Expectations</title><summary type='text'>I went to see Merchant of Venice starring F. Murray Abraham (who is, by the way, not a Jew) as Shylock. The play by Director Tresnjak is stage in modern dress, with Wall Street replacing the Rialto of 16th century Venice. This device, which usually leaves me cold, was used imaginatively - with a bit of proselytizing on the side.  The rich and the powerful have different rules that the ordinary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2514565396150135492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2514565396150135492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2514565396150135492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2514565396150135492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/managing-expectations.html' title='Managing Expectations'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1469750373490888064</id><published>2011-04-06T11:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T12:37:01.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Crafts</title><summary type='text'>I think all those DIY wedding blogs trick you into thinking how much fun you are going to have personalizing your very "special" and "unique" invitation/thank you card/centerpiece/table assignment or what have you" However, in reality well it's not as fun as one might think - also all that uniqueness is not quite so unique when you are stamping over and over. Okay, so I'm kind of having fun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1469750373490888064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1469750373490888064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1469750373490888064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1469750373490888064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-crafts.html' title='On Crafts'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8372613931435768742</id><published>2011-04-06T11:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:37:39.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days...</title><summary type='text'>You know it's going to be an interesting day when you hit a bird, mid-flight, with your car. #yeahthathappened</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8372613931435768742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8372613931435768742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8372613931435768742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8372613931435768742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days...'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7994094664972608380</id><published>2011-04-05T14:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T15:55:37.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Case of the Giant White Bunny</title><summary type='text'>So there is a huge white "mini" coopers at my works parking lot. I guess that's one of the new models, a supersized mini cooper. Each time I park next to it, it freaks me out. It's like expecting a cute little white bunny but instead you're faced with a giant white rabbit about to devour you. It leaves filling slightly uncanny, the car name has the word mini in it, it should be small!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7994094664972608380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7994094664972608380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7994094664972608380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7994094664972608380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/case-of-giant-white-bunny.html' title='The Case of the Giant White Bunny'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7624398890000614719</id><published>2011-04-04T14:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T18:08:26.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangover Part 2 Trailer</title><summary type='text'>A trailer for sequal of a movie, I liked but not as much as I thought I would like. I still say "retard" like Alan. Also I'm bummed that the 4th dude (Doug?) misses on all the fun, again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7624398890000614719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7624398890000614719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7624398890000614719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7624398890000614719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/hangover-part-2-trailer.html' title='Hangover Part 2 Trailer'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-850171113133827843</id><published>2011-04-04T14:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T14:17:26.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day</title><summary type='text'>In order to get Rebeca Black's song out of my head I present a rather good song, "Lust by Life" by Girls. The video is a bit pervy, but the song catchy &amp; it includes Pdov approved dancing (a la Molly Ringwald).via PeterP.S. I have this version of "Friday" aka "Gang Fight" stuck in my head.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/850171113133827843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=850171113133827843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/850171113133827843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/850171113133827843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/song-of-day.html' title='Song of the Day'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SuoTjYYqe4c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-747965475024196059</id><published>2011-04-04T13:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T13:40:49.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Lust</title><summary type='text'>I have always been a bit enamored with weirdly shaped cars. At one point, I confess, I even thought of getting a PT Cruiser, only to realize what a horribly ugly car it was. Then there was the fascination with the VW Beetle. Which after test driving it as a rental seems like a great car (turbo engines are very fun), especially having a rather tall husband, yet as far as the needed upkeep (VW </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/747965475024196059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=747965475024196059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/747965475024196059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/747965475024196059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/car-lust.html' title='Car Lust'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8986887349297535345</id><published>2011-04-04T12:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T12:23:37.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Through Rose Colored Glasses of Nostalgia</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure the Germans have a word for it, but I'm trying to come up with it in English and it's failing me. I got to hang out with a friend from Scotland last night and while seeing him was absolutely fantastic (and I'm hoping his job brings him back to our local parts soon), it brought back a whole range of emotions I hadn't anticipated. Specifically of the period of time when I was studying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8986887349297535345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8986887349297535345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8986887349297535345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8986887349297535345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/04/through-rose-colored-glasses-of.html' title='Through Rose Colored Glasses of Nostalgia'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2226081429961513683</id><published>2011-03-24T18:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:17:34.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Status Change</title><summary type='text'>So this whole having a husband thing is so much different than having a boyfriend. Like super different. If you ask why or how, I would not be able to say. It just is. Different in the most wonderful way. I'm so happy Peter and I did this. And while I'm still adjusting to the Mrs. part, the leaving behind of my last name feels effortless (especially since it's gazillion letters long).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2226081429961513683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2226081429961513683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2226081429961513683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2226081429961513683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/status-change.html' title='Status Change'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-4233460959742476089</id><published>2011-03-24T18:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T18:14:54.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><summary type='text'>Made me think of a not too recent restaurant experience:There's an old joke - um... two elderly women are at a Catskill mountain  resort, and one of 'em says, "Boy, the food at this place is really  terrible." The other one says, "Yeah, I know; and such small portions."  Well, that's essentially how I feel about life - full of loneliness, and  misery, and suffering, and unhappiness, and it's all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/4233460959742476089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=4233460959742476089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4233460959742476089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4233460959742476089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2435660358131202875</id><published>2011-03-22T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:47:09.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby I'm Amazed</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2435660358131202875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2435660358131202875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2435660358131202875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2435660358131202875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-im-amazed.html' title='Baby I&apos;m Amazed'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wg35yrBTqqI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-4168963640178116978</id><published>2011-03-21T22:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T17:12:41.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Married</title><summary type='text'>.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }						Evening look.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/4168963640178116978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=4168963640178116978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4168963640178116978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4168963640178116978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/married.html' title='Married'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5019/5548996612_2b8e4c4350_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1067707357890311797</id><published>2011-03-21T16:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:25:03.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage Philosophy Explained in Rings</title><summary type='text'>I complained to our jeweler that my ring was too loose. My (now) husband complained that his ring is too tight. Our rings are quite nice and look well on us. Now my husband wonders if his ring is too big and I wonder about the summer when my fingers will swell up. Lesson: listen to the experts. (Tip for men: always get the ring a smaller size than you think you need. Too many men lose their rings</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1067707357890311797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1067707357890311797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1067707357890311797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1067707357890311797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/marriage-philosophy-explained-in-rings.html' title='Marriage Philosophy Explained in Rings'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1232745986643549605</id><published>2011-03-15T08:40:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T12:54:41.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Life &amp; Love</title><summary type='text'>When I was a kid, new to America, I read three kinds of books: historical (mostly about the Holocaust, I was slightly obsessed), the classics, and biographies. I loved reading about old movie stars, like Fred Astaire, or writers I admired. Reading over this old post about my heroes reminded me of two things: One, I wish Yaron would write at Daily Lunch again, he's funny. Two, I really love George</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1232745986643549605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1232745986643549605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1232745986643549605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1232745986643549605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-life-love.html' title='On Life &amp; Love'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-4023516894565309917</id><published>2011-03-08T23:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:03:54.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Positivity Is A Great Thing...</title><summary type='text'>especially when things are working out. When they are not, it's a lot tougher. A lot.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/4023516894565309917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=4023516894565309917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4023516894565309917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4023516894565309917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/positivity-is-great-thing.html' title='Positivity Is A Great Thing...'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8616053064177431873</id><published>2011-03-08T22:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T23:04:35.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fashion Observation</title><summary type='text'>The best outfits I come up with are right after I do laundry and right before I need to do laundry. Necessity of not going out naked seems to inspire an inner creative fashion maven.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8616053064177431873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8616053064177431873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8616053064177431873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8616053064177431873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/fashion-observation.html' title='A Fashion Observation'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-484126546722372539</id><published>2011-03-08T13:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T13:27:47.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Solution!</title><summary type='text'>These kind of commercials always make the subject they are tackling so real and poignant. I love, love all the clips of Portlandia I've seen. The satirizing of hipsters is so spot on.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/484126546722372539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=484126546722372539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/484126546722372539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/484126546722372539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/solution.html' title='Solution!'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-9016130076987644707</id><published>2011-03-07T18:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T18:18:35.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day</title><summary type='text'>I love this video. I've been listening to old cds mixes in the car. Basically, the only thing that made me happy today, besides getting my marriage certificate, is singing at my loudest in the car traveling at 80 mph on the highway.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/9016130076987644707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=9016130076987644707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/9016130076987644707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/9016130076987644707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/song-of-day.html' title='Song of the Day'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dE6Qcc6VDo8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2214958393533258642</id><published>2011-03-06T23:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T13:28:32.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Married Tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>Sort of. Getting the permission from the state to get married, more like.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2214958393533258642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2214958393533258642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2214958393533258642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2214958393533258642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/getting-married-tomorrow.html' title='Getting Married Tomorrow'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iWXQUDfQz5I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8781193479384943853</id><published>2011-03-05T00:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T00:14:58.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Music Thought</title><summary type='text'>I decided that I don't like listening to Leonard Cohen during the day. Especially if it's sunny. His music goes down easier at night. I've never been a huge fan of the song Suzanne, it's alright but not as good as Lenny's other songs. One line there always strikes me as totally of the time "And she feeds you tea and oranges / that come all the way from China" - it sounded so exotic at the time. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8781193479384943853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8781193479384943853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8781193479384943853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8781193479384943853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/random-music-thought.html' title='Random Music Thought'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2373035315229164792</id><published>2011-03-04T15:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:07:48.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Bad Guy</title><summary type='text'>You know who is not going to be the terrorist in the crime drama that I watch? (I watch a lot Bones, Lie to Me, Castle, NCIS. Although listen, rather than watch, is more accurate, because while I do mind numbing reports the shows play in the background.)Well it's sure isn't going to be the hard working, devote Muslim immigrant who is suspected at first. Most likely it will be a white guy, with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2373035315229164792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2373035315229164792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2373035315229164792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2373035315229164792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/local-bad-guy.html' title='Local Bad Guy'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2483179020449268086</id><published>2011-03-04T13:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:03:35.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Manicures</title><summary type='text'>Surprisingly, for someone who's mother is a manicurist, I rarely get manicures. In fact I often get chided for my neglect of my nails from my mom. However, on the rare occasion that I actually do get a manicure I suddenly feel like a sophisticated woman, an adult. I can be that lady in the bank photo, with a closeup of her manicured hands signing a check, that is if I ever wrote a check (I'm more</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2483179020449268086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2483179020449268086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2483179020449268086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2483179020449268086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-manicures.html' title='On Manicures'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-9037479454404522292</id><published>2011-03-04T13:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:08:22.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Collective Bargaining Explained</title><summary type='text'>Basically when you have someone else money it's easy to "spend it" or give it away! People who pay the taxes don't get represented but people who get paid by the government do. Interesting how that works. P.S. If people want to raise taxes, then they can pay higher taxes themselves. No need to impose the opinion of the rest of us. You want higher taxes? There is no law that says you can't pay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/9037479454404522292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=9037479454404522292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/9037479454404522292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/9037479454404522292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/collective-bargaining-explained.html' title='Collective Bargaining Explained'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QyxuUjgHkgs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1715184298185270925</id><published>2011-03-03T16:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T16:26:16.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolved</title><summary type='text'>Decided to listen to Leonard Cohen only at night. The sunlight diminishes the poetry of his music.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1715184298185270925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1715184298185270925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1715184298185270925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1715184298185270925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/resolved.html' title='Resolved'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-802101686710226728</id><published>2011-03-03T16:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T16:18:40.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Purpose in Passion</title><summary type='text'>I only heard a snippet of the interview of Grant Achatz, chef behind Alinea. It's fascinating to me his approach and thought on food. I've only heard of him through kottke.org before, when he linked to the website of his newest (soon to be open) restaurant Next. I love of the idea of taking something as mundane and ordinary as eating and turning into art. The way Chef Achatz thinks about food is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/802101686710226728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=802101686710226728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/802101686710226728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/802101686710226728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/03/purpose-in-passion.html' title='Purpose in Passion'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1251465713661299186</id><published>2011-02-24T11:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:51:09.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frivolty</title><summary type='text'>I thought I would be one of those restrained but fun kind of aunts. Not true. Whenever I see something slightly adorable for my niece, I want to get it ASAP. So when I saw this lovely orange (a favorite color of late) dress I feel like I must get it. And get it NOW! But you know $30 bucks for a kid's dress...just doesn't feel right. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1251465713661299186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1251465713661299186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1251465713661299186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1251465713661299186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/02/frivolty.html' title='Frivolty'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNmNUjN7b18/TWaMFMNFBiI/AAAAAAAAAjU/lOqvcdzua3c/s72-c/orange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8911604779831369491</id><published>2011-02-22T21:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:37:57.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A None Subtle Hint</title><summary type='text'>Peter and I are planning the most important part of getting hitched, which is to say we are fantasizing about our honeymoon. Our top destination (barring a sudden million dollar windfall) would be Iceland. So when I came upon the bellow video, it was further confirmation that we are making the correct choice!Inspired by Iceland Video from Inspired By Iceland on Vimeo.(Icelanders are weird)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8911604779831369491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8911604779831369491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8911604779831369491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8911604779831369491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/02/none-subtle-hint.html' title='A None Subtle Hint'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2663495650049536399</id><published>2011-02-15T12:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T12:10:27.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NPR Does Valentines</title><summary type='text'>I heart Carl Cassel!Others are here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2663495650049536399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2663495650049536399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2663495650049536399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2663495650049536399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/02/npr-does-valentines.html' title='NPR Does Valentines'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-5910228453978286308</id><published>2011-01-26T09:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:35:57.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Travel</title><summary type='text'>I had to learn the hard way, but its advice that I keep close to my heart when traveling: Andrew McCarthy (yes that Andrew McCarthy, the 80's teen heartthrob) is apparently a pretty good travel writer: I love Paul Theroux’s book on train travel in South America – “The Old Patagonian Express.” His travel books were a great influence on the way I traveled early on. They inspired me well out of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/5910228453978286308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=5910228453978286308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5910228453978286308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5910228453978286308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-travel.html' title='On Travel'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-5048345080591669797</id><published>2011-01-19T12:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T12:21:59.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Covered In Beeeeeeeeeeeees</title><summary type='text'>Your hump day laugh:First see this:Then you realize why I find this so funny:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/5048345080591669797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=5048345080591669797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5048345080591669797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/5048345080591669797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-covered-in-beeeeeeeeeeeees.html' title='I&apos;m Covered In Beeeeeeeeeeeees'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8935418861937539989</id><published>2011-01-19T00:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T13:22:04.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Globes Reflections</title><summary type='text'>I didn't watch it. But I did like the highlight reel of Gervais' ripping into celebrities. I really don't get the whole "he was so mean to the 'poor' celeberties" meme. It was funny, it made the show enjoyable and people really need to lighten up. More of this please - so tired of the same polite jokes. They are adults, they should be able to take some ribbing. #maybeitwillhelpthemchannelanger&amp;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8935418861937539989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8935418861937539989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8935418861937539989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8935418861937539989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/01/golden-globes-reflections.html' title='Golden Globes Reflections'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7197989629031138635</id><published>2011-01-19T00:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:33:34.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Originals</title><summary type='text'>If you thought of it and you pride yourself on you wonderful discovery/adventure...someone has already done it. Probably better. #truestory</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7197989629031138635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7197989629031138635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7197989629031138635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7197989629031138635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-originals.html' title='No Originals'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-4030365528238213697</id><published>2011-01-19T00:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T00:26:52.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Rhymes With Glass?!</title><summary type='text'>It's not only alas! Just re-watched the old Sabrina. Billy Wilder was a genius - to make a movie so funny and serious at the same time. This time around I found Sabrina herself, utterly annoying. How could she fall for Linus, I find that the modern take does a better job of convincing us of Linus' and Sabrina's love for each other.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/4030365528238213697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=4030365528238213697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4030365528238213697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4030365528238213697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-rhymes-with-glass.html' title='What Rhymes With Glass?!'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1672415801642869097</id><published>2011-01-04T03:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T03:55:43.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossible Coincedence</title><summary type='text'>Bobby Farrell of Boney M recently died in San Petersburg. Turn out he died on same the day as the famous Rasputin (the hit song of Boney M). I  thought it was a little bit weird that he died in St. Petersburg (the same city where Rasputin was killed), but them to learn that it was (almost) on the same as Rasputin, a hundred years later made it even more weirder.This exchange made me laugh:Boney M</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1672415801642869097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1672415801642869097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1672415801642869097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1672415801642869097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/01/impossible-coincedence.html' title='Impossible Coincedence'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-7199797537933218812</id><published>2011-01-04T02:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T03:33:28.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burritos, Pirates, Ice Cream, and Hills</title><summary type='text'>I am in San Fran with Peter. The annual new year's in the Bay Area tradition continues! Today we finally made out to the Mission for some delicious burritos, unusual but scrumptious ice cream, and the Pirate store.Peter was a little confused by the concept of the shop. It's a store for kids and anyone who like pirates - what is on sale and not tends to be confusing, since the stores primary goal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/7199797537933218812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=7199797537933218812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7199797537933218812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/7199797537933218812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/01/burritos-pirates-ice-cream-and-hills.html' title='Burritos, Pirates, Ice Cream, and Hills'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-1540605347161338230</id><published>2011-01-03T01:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:09:16.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/1540605347161338230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=1540605347161338230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1540605347161338230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/1540605347161338230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/01/totally.html' title='Totally'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ufKVHyUPz24/TSFoBiHXCvI/AAAAAAAAAio/uS5KaUg6dco/s72-c/minivan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8570888571516433883</id><published>2011-01-01T14:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:42:54.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><summary type='text'>May 2011 be a fuck yeah year!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8570888571516433883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8570888571516433883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8570888571516433883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8570888571516433883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2237253309895212581</id><published>2010-12-30T00:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T00:36:52.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Rachel Maddow Adorable</title><summary type='text'>Bet you never thought you would see that post title. And I'm not even joking. She's so cute making the Jack Rose. Yum, apple whiskey.BTW, the cider Peter and I made is deeeeeeeeeeelicious.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2237253309895212581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2237253309895212581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2237253309895212581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2237253309895212581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2010/12/finding-rachel-maddow-adorable.html' title='Finding Rachel Maddow Adorable'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-992607629455023251</id><published>2010-12-21T22:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T22:18:45.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixtape by Tift Merritt</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/992607629455023251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=992607629455023251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/992607629455023251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/992607629455023251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2010/12/mixtape-by-tift-merritt.html' title='Mixtape by Tift Merritt'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-8595606480444498365</id><published>2010-12-21T19:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T19:32:29.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind of Find This Hilarious</title><summary type='text'>Probably going to watch this: Oh the ridiculousness, I like it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/8595606480444498365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=8595606480444498365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8595606480444498365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/8595606480444498365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2010/12/kind-of-find-this-hilarious.html' title='Kind of Find This Hilarious'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-4222771051663033310</id><published>2010-12-20T13:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T13:48:42.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Yes</title><summary type='text'>So I did.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/4222771051663033310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=4222771051663033310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4222771051663033310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/4222771051663033310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2010/12/say-yes.html' title='Say Yes'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-2944267811483600069</id><published>2010-12-16T01:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T01:14:15.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funniest Version Of Lincoln Assasination You Will Ever See</title><summary type='text'>Now you fucked up! What? What? What? What?I can't say it's super funny, but months after watching it I still say "what" a bunch of times in a row sometimes to myself and sometimes Peter has to endure the randomness that is my brain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/2944267811483600069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=2944267811483600069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2944267811483600069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/2944267811483600069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2010/12/funniest-version-of-lincoln.html' title='Funniest Version Of Lincoln Assasination You Will Ever See'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379467.post-420266208620509086</id><published>2010-12-15T23:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T23:45:49.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Doesn't Need To Be Political</title><summary type='text'>Kevin Spacey on why he doesn't talk about his rumored homosexuality:Look, at the end of the day people have to respect people's differences. I am different than some people would like me to be. I just don't buy into that the personal can be political. I just think that's horseshit. No one's personal life is in the public interest. It's gossip, bottom line. End of story...I don't see it the duty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/feeds/420266208620509086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379467&amp;postID=420266208620509086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/420266208620509086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379467/posts/default/420266208620509086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petitedov.blogspot.com/2010/12/personal-doesnt-need-to-be-political.html' title='Personal Doesn&apos;t Need To Be Political'/><author><name>PetiteDov</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09432997239343872750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/132/1639/320/crowe_HAIR.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
