tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15804261942330783052024-02-19T08:43:24.211-06:00Medusa & MerriweatherMedusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.comBlogger284125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-37072267849599241522012-02-21T13:34:00.000-06:002012-02-21T13:34:06.167-06:00JeansIts funny how people perceive jeans. Are they really that comfortable? Once in a while I do like wearing a pair but they just sit at a funny spot on the body. I know the jeans from 80's are so outdated and hideous now however they were much more flattering because they didn't cut off, they went to your natural waist. When I measure people I measure their "waist" where they wear their pants which I like to call the generational waist. Then I measure the natural waist which is infact the natural waist where people wore their pants for centuries.<br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>Merriweather</em></span>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-31656366655844900602012-02-21T13:12:00.002-06:002012-02-21T13:12:27.975-06:00Showering<span style="color: #0b5394;">As you can tell by the title to this particular post, I will be writing about showering. But don't get your hopes up because I will; for the next few minutes, explain why washing your bras in the shower is awesome. And yes I was naked but that is besides the point. I try not to throw my underwires in the washer because it "wears" them faster. In college I would get out kitchen bowls, place the bras in the bowls and just add hot water and a little bit of detergent. I would let them sit then I would rinse them out in the sink and not have anywhere to put them and most likely get splashed in the process. Washing them in the shower solves so many problems.</span> <br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">First you do need to soak them, but preferably in a little tub or ice cream bucket in the actual tub or shower. Let them soak a few hours before you plan on showering. I did three bras this time and it worked out nicely. I got in the shower and dumped out the bucket and let them rinse a bit. Then once I put conditioner in my hair I wrung the soap out, then rinsed them a bit more. I hung up from the faucet knobs and the shower head which is why three worked out. If you have some sort of rack hanging from the shower head you could do even more at a time! Then I just left them hanging in the steam of the shower so that they would regain their shape because steam really does wonders. I left them in there until this morning and they were good as new and completely dry.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>Merriweather</em></span>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-91182120403006971012012-02-20T07:13:00.001-06:002012-02-20T07:14:35.457-06:00Jobs<span style="color: #660000;">Here is a list of jobs that I am fairly certain I would not be able to do:</span><br />
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<em>Librarian (I am not a very quiet person)</em><br />
<em>Surgeon</em><br />
<em>Nurse (Not too sure about blood)</em><br />
<em>Skydiver instructor (hell no)</em><br />
<em>Alligator wrestler</em><br />
<em>Tattoo artist (I am not good at exacly recreating what I have already drawn)</em><br />
<em>Clown (because they are kind of creepy)</em><br />
<em>Lawyer (because they are kind of creepy)</em><br />
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<em>Baker</em><br />
<em>Writer</em><br />
<em>Personal Assistant</em><br />
<em>Personal Stylist</em><br />
<em>Interior Designer</em><br />
<em>Woodworker</em><br />
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<br />Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0St Paul, MN, USA44.9541667 -93.113888944.8642722 -93.2718174 45.0440612 -92.955960400000009tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-41110241364978443412012-02-16T19:04:00.004-06:002012-02-16T19:04:52.396-06:00Big melonsToday at the grocery store I passed by the produce section and noticed how large the ruby red grapefruit were, but I was headed to get some cheese so I kept walking. On my way back past these swollen fruit I had to stop and get some. Then I proceeded to walk through the grocery with them across my chest to see what would happen. An older lady who worked there, smile and gave a little giggle as I passed. I walked around for a little while longer looking for my co-worker who was getting lunch but she is always quick like a bunny so I figured she had already paid and I was indeed correct. I got up to the cashier and yelled across the way "Look how big these are!!!!!" And then laughed very loudly. My co-worker "Sprinkles" may have been slightly embarrassed. So I giggled the whole way back to work and most of the rest of the day when these large citrus were mentioned because it is quite hilarious. I have included a photo of these ripe things and an older photo of some other citrus.....hahaha<br />
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<br />Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-49726307257635582652012-02-15T23:07:00.001-06:002012-02-15T23:08:47.046-06:00Today's DayToday started out a little shaky. I woke up and I couldn't find my glasses. I always take them off and put them in the drawer in the night stand next to my bed right before I go to sleep but I fell asleep watching a television show. I looked around for a minute or so but since I have terrible vision I decided it would be easier to feel around in my "Mary Poppins" purse for my prescription sunglasses; so I find them, put them on and continue my search better equipped. After throwing off all six of my pillows, a vogue magazine, xbox controller and my phone I finally find my glasses in between my comforter and the top sheet. No problem.<br />
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Then I go into the dresser in my closet to look through my skirts and I rip my thumb nail on the wooden drawer; no big deal because I'm not really attached to my nails and I could care less if they are long and beautiful. Then off to the tights drawer, yes I have an entire drawer for tights. The ripped thumb nail snags on every damn thing I touch. After about ten minutes I figure I really need to start making decisions and get the rest of my shit together so my friend can pick me up. I put a most ridiculous outfit together including herringbone, pinstripes and a pastel floral print not to mention yellow socks and sea foam green tights. I opted out of my signature scarf around the neck because I thought it would be too much. I got ready on time and it is off to work we go.<br />
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My mind is already some place else when I get to work so the day is basically filled with jumbled conversations and me skipping up and down the hallway to and from the copy room.<br />
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I go out to "burger night" which doesn't always mean we are getting burgers and I am still silly as can be but that is not much different from many other days.<br />
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I get home, pin up a pair of pants that I need to hem and get everything from my sewing room and transfer it to my bedroom so that I can sit in bed and sew. I am just about to start the first stitch with my tree branch of a hand needle and I remember I usually take the shade off my lamp. I went to grab the shade and the lamp started to tip, knocking over my glass of water like a domino affect directly into that night stand drawer I mentioned earlier in the story. Did I also mention that I threw away the actual drawer for this particular night stand and made one out of plexiglass with a wood base for my 3D glass?<br />
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Oh, I didn't? Well I riveted the plexiglass sides to the wood base and lets say they aren't exactly plush. AND there aren't any tracks to hold the drawer into the drawer space so it is titled forward. So of course the waterfall ends up on a pile of mail, a bunch of colored pencils, a box of very old chocolates and the Valentine's Day card I received today in the mail from my grandparents. <br />
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I sat in my bed and contemplated just continuing with the sewing I was planning on doing. But instead I got up and grabbed a towel, cleaned it up and sat here to record this for all of you.<br />
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Good Evening<br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather</span>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-85321334764591262542012-02-15T11:30:00.001-06:002012-02-15T11:30:59.144-06:00Gird Your LoinsHave you ever heard the term "gird your loins"? <br />
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The term <em>gird your loins</em> was used several hundreds of years ago when men were preparing to battle. They wore long cotton tunics that they needed to tie up so that they would not trip over themselves while fighting. The term has transformed slightly because we are not literally tieing up long tunics but preparing for something dreadful as they were hundreds of years ago.<br />
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If you've seen the movie <em>The Devil Wears Prada,</em> this phrase kind of sets the mood for the rest of the film. When the boss of the magazine; who is said to be based off of real life Vogue editor-in-chief Anna Wintour, is coming into the "office" people become frantic. The creative director played by Stanely Tucci (one of my favorites), shouts "GIRD YOUR LOINS!" Women throw away carbs they've been eating, they take off ugly shoes and put on high heels, and they make their work space scarce and clean. <br />
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Does this happen at your office? Do you have to shape up when your boss comes around? Do you get a warning? <br />
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I don't know if I would compare my boss to this character, but we kind of do these things, minus the food. My boss comes to us because she knows we have candy and she wants some too.<br />
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But anyways I wore all black today and I did not have black boots to wear. It has just snowed so I wore grey ones and brought my black heels because I knew we were having a meeting with the boss lady. And she totally likes to pick on people and since I went to school for <span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>fashion,</em> <span style="color: black;">some people think I should dress nicely, which is true because I do. But some days I just don't feel like it. Have you ever seen a runway show and the designer walks out after the models? Ninety percent of those designers look like shit for several reasons.</span></span><br />
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Reason one: The designer is running around back stage trying to get everything perfect on the models<br />
Reason two: When would there be to time to find something to wear<br />
Reason three: You are there to look at the models, not the designer.<br />
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With all this said I of course am not walking down many runways behind models dressed in my clothing however we do know better than dressing like a slob.<br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>Merriweather</em></span><br />
<br />Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-25126793854333244652012-02-14T08:10:00.001-06:002012-02-14T08:10:15.731-06:00LoveFound a few lovely things this morning:<br />
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<a href="http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2011/12/rubber-heart/">http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2011/12/rubber-heart/</a><br />
<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/clickyoulife/6410012835/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/clickyoulife/6410012835/</a><br />
<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/photocillin/5705988371/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/photocillin/5705988371/</a><br />
<a href="http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2012/02/anatomical-cross-sections-made-with-quilled-paper-by-lisa-nilsson/?src=footer">http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2012/02/anatomical-cross-sections-made-with-quilled-paper-by-lisa-nilsson/?src=footer</a><br />
<a href="http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2011/12/carved-book-landscapes-by-guy-laramee/?src=footer">http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2011/12/carved-book-landscapes-by-guy-laramee/?src=footer</a><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>Merriweather</em></span>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-41702542872800761582012-02-07T22:43:00.001-06:002012-02-07T22:43:54.008-06:00UmbrellaI know this instance is not the first time I heard the song 'Umbrella' by Rihanna but it is the best memory I have it. I went down to Chicago the summer after freshman year of college ( I lived back in Wisconsin for the first summer) and I stayed with one of my very good bearded friends. He picked me up from the train station and played me his favorite song of the summer which just happened to be 'Umbrella'. He danced around in the car while driving. It was hilarious and silly and made me laugh.<br />
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Today I heard this song after what seemed like years and this awesome memory popped into my head. And it made me happy if only for a few moments; and of course I danced around like a fool, alone, in my car.<br />
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Don't forget to be silly<br />
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<br />Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-21544395444822505772012-02-07T22:38:00.000-06:002012-02-07T22:38:19.942-06:00Merriweather Cookies<i>If you were a cookie, what would you be made of?</i><br />
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<i>Me:</i><br />
<i>A little oatmeal</i><br />
<i>A few cups of sugar</i><br />
<i>A pinch of cloves</i><br />
<i>A little bit of cinnamon</i><br />
<i>A smidge of brown sugar</i><br />
<i>A couple eggs </i><br />
<i>A tiny bit of lemon extract</i><br />
<i>Some flour</i><br />
<i>Purple food coloring</i><br />
<i>Baking soda, or is it powder?</i><br />
<i>Raisens</i><br />
<i>Reese's Pieces</i><br />
<i>And a few nuts for good measure</i><br />
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<i><span style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather Cookies</span></i>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-77675500198175630592012-02-07T22:29:00.000-06:002012-02-07T22:29:42.045-06:00How We Do<div style="text-align: center;">
This is just one example of how things just <i>are </i>at my house:</div>
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Recipe that is clearly not in the book any longer and has maybe been used a few hundred times</div>
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<i style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather</i></div>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-90815596273446026512012-02-07T14:11:00.000-06:002012-02-07T14:11:54.120-06:00Tech-no thanksI always say I am not one for technology but as I sit here texting with one of my bestest, watching a movie on my xbox, sending a few friends messages through my xbox and surfing the internet on my computer I realize how rediculous I am. Silly I know but I still have a hard time with technology. But I am trying, really I am.<br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather</span>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-29591208137009528812012-02-07T14:10:00.001-06:002012-02-07T14:10:27.657-06:00JibberishA co-worked called and left me a message today. As I was walking up the stairs she was passing by and this is how our conversation went:<br />
<br />Her: Hey!<br />Me: Hey there!<br />Her: did you?<br />Me: Yeah, thanks so much!<br />Her: Cool<br />
Then we parted ways<br />
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I do this all the time especially with a few of my bestest including Medusa. Can you have a conversation without saying everything you need to and still have the person understand? I have a select few that this happens with quite a bit.<br />
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<span style="background-color: #999999; color: #674ea7;">Merriweather</span>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-74423834803164955132012-02-07T08:43:00.001-06:002012-02-07T08:43:56.526-06:00Stitch Remover, Seam Ripper, Thread Eraser<div style="text-align: justify;">
It must be that I went to college for Fashion design that people feel comfortable taking off their clothing in front me and I sure as shit am not complaining but its hilarious. This morning a little before 8:30 our Spicy receptionist/magic maker at work came in my office, shut the door and promptly took off her shirt. This is not the first time this has happened at work nor will it probably be the last. So any who she had cut the tag out of her shirt but had left the two stitched ends; "do you have a stitch remover?!" Of course I do. Then we argued about the term "stitch remover". Have you ever cut out a tag because it itched and then it still itched? Well that is because the seams scratch your skin just as much as the tag. As a kid I always cut out my tags and finally it got to the point where I cut holes in the shirt so that I could get the entire tag off, stitches and all.</div>
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If you feel the need to disrobe, by all means stop by.</div>
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Merriweather</div>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-3795553598328755422012-02-06T22:16:00.003-06:002012-02-06T22:16:50.122-06:00New Camera<div style="text-align: center;">
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I made this dress for my cousin's wedding. I lined up all the stripes and yaditty yaditty ya. BUT my favorite part of course is a very small detail which happens to be the back neck closure. I love simple garments with fascinating details which makes me realize why I like Menswear so much. But any who I love buttons and button holes by hand of course; anything slow and monotonous that gives me an end product.<br />
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Earth tone striped Thai Silk<br />
Salmon silk organza covered buttons<br />
Vogue Fabrics Evanston, IL<br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather</span>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-24946341824278468832012-02-01T22:46:00.003-06:002012-02-01T22:46:53.221-06:00Lunch<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;">
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I never thought I would ever eat spinach nor did I ever think cottage cheese would go well with it. This was my lunch the other day.</div>
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I try to eat healthy but it usually doesn't work out so well.</div>
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<span style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather</span></div>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-61231441045074930532012-02-01T22:39:00.004-06:002012-02-01T22:39:34.352-06:00(New) Dresser<div style="text-align: center;">
I have just recently taken my father's dresser that has been in the same place in the house since he bought it and re-housed it in my room. It is very strange seeing it in another place let along seeing the empty space where it used to be. But I have put it to good use. To me the fact that it chirps like a bird when you open the drawers because the wood creeks is awesome, one reason why I love old pieces of furniture.</div>
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<i style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather</span></i></div>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-35352935981381298332012-01-31T21:18:00.004-06:002012-01-31T21:18:41.270-06:00Hilarious TelevisionI don't really watch television although I do have a few shows I try and watch on Hulu. When I watch these shows I seriously have loud bursts of laughter. It kind of makes my day.<br />
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New Girl<br />
Modern Family<br />
Big Bang Theory<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather </span></b></span><br />Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-46740285395237437852012-01-31T19:12:00.001-06:002012-01-31T19:12:09.369-06:00Produce SectionI wish you could taste the fruits and vegetables you were buying. A nice little pedestal with a cut up apple, orange and avocado. How awesome would that be?<br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Merriweather</span>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-28186000819494278312012-01-31T10:54:00.001-06:002012-01-31T10:54:29.126-06:00DoorsThere are <span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">30 doors</span> in the house I grew up in. I am not sure if that seems like a lot to you, but it kind of does to me. Try figuring out how many there are in your house because I guarantee you will forget at least one or two the first time around.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">30 doors:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">16 doors to rooms</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">13 closet doors</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">1 garage door</span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><em>Merriweather</em></span>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-87543264711716146722012-01-29T11:41:00.003-06:002012-01-29T11:41:27.511-06:00Dolla BillsDo you think they will ever produce a $500 bill?<br />
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<i style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather</i>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-57312045188493458642012-01-24T19:14:00.000-06:002012-01-24T19:14:19.264-06:00NewmanI did not really realize how amazing Paul Newman was while he was living, but I sure do enjoy him these days. I find new and silly photos of him all the time. And everything I read about Mr. Newman describes him as simply wonderful. Not to mention his acting of course. And he was best friends with Robert Redford...<br />
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Here is a blog that I check daily because it has classic photos that are pretty much awesome:<br />
<a href="http://aconversationoncool.tumblr.com/tagged/Paul-Newman">http://aconversationoncool.tumblr.com/tagged/Paul-Newman</a><br />
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<i><span style="color: #674ea7;">MerriWEATHER </span></i>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-73394730876289940662012-01-22T21:03:00.000-06:002012-01-22T21:03:24.221-06:00Some things..I love pulling the covers over my head in bed<br />
I enjoy big fluffy pillows<br />
I love grape juice, but I don't like grape flavored things<br />
Wool makes me itchy<br />
I love potatoes in every shape and form<br />
I like sitting at the bar instead of a table<br />
When I put my hair up into a ponytail it always leans left<br />I don't like eating fruit at room temperature, I like it cold<br />I have six pillows on my bed which may be a little excessive but its awesome<br />I love fractions<br /><br />
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<br />Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-74816661214714381462012-01-22T16:32:00.000-06:002012-01-22T16:32:24.649-06:00Mr Mister<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>Happy Birthday Mr Daniel</i></div>
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<i>You are truly one of a kind</i></div>
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<br /></div>Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580426194233078305.post-78934989138111359442012-01-22T12:15:00.000-06:002012-01-22T12:15:04.908-06:00Quote of the Day<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;">" I was not ugly. I might never be anything for men to lose their</span><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;">heads about, but I need never be ugly again. This knowledge was like a</span><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;">song within me. Suddenly, it all came together; if you were healthy,</span><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; display: inline !important; float: none; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;">fit and well dressed, you could be attractive." </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.918); color: #222222; display: inline ! important; float: none; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><i><span style="color: #674ea7;">Merriweather</span></i></span><br />Medusa & Merriweatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12093117244025120211noreply@blogger.com0