<?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-3460005468755748117</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:20:41.073-08:00</updated><category term='cancer'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='funny'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Fire'/><category term='pretty'/><category term='rat'/><category term='psychology'/><category term='weird products'/><category term='taxes'/><category term='tuition'/><category term='nearly'/><category term='Grandpa'/><category term='family'/><category term='History'/><category term='naked'/><category term='work'/><category term='lectures'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='Darwin'/><category term='reading'/><category term='doctor'/><category term='ugly'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='bad'/><category term='costume'/><category term='schedule'/><category term='mundane'/><category term='dress'/><category term='divorce'/><category term='sparkpeople'/><category term='graffiti'/><category term='mile'/><category term='screw ups'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='legal'/><category term='fMRI'/><category term='depression'/><category term='vein'/><category term='Lincoln'/><category term='creepy'/><category term='diet'/><category term='boring'/><category term='Noland'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='vendors'/><category term='invitations'/><category term='neuroscience'/><category term='fun'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Barack Obama'/><category term='race'/><category term='Jill Biden'/><category term='differentiation'/><category term='love'/><category term='Catholicism'/><category term='painting'/><category term='Cathedral'/><category term='gay marriage'/><category term='legislation'/><category term='help?'/><category term='arrangements'/><category term='Architecture'/><category term='Evanston'/><category term='voxels'/><category term='sparkling water'/><category term='blood'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='grad school'/><category term='jugular catheter'/><category term='evolution'/><category term='blackhawks'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='April'/><category term='water'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='biology'/><category term='Chicago'/><category term='crime'/><category term='cell division'/><category term='productivity'/><category term='grocery'/><category term='cake'/><category term='whining'/><category term='pre-cana'/><category term='science'/><category term='masters'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='configural memory'/><category term='math'/><category term='children'/><category term='stress'/><category term='Lafayette'/><category term='politics'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='philanthropy'/><category term='bored'/><category term='Art'/><category term='developmental neurobiology'/><category term='donation'/><category term='progenitor cells'/><category term='paintings'/><category term='degree'/><category term='ew'/><category term='running'/><category term='food'/><category term='retreat'/><category term='religion'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='hockey'/><category term='Michael Jackson'/><category term='health'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='medicine'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>What I'm doing</title><subtitle type='html'>when I don't know what I'm doing</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-3352590145235467020</id><published>2010-03-13T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T08:01:06.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged in AGES.  A lot has happened since August '09.  Here is a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie threw me a Bachelorette party / bridal shower in Chicago.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;Dan &amp;amp; I got married!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Yucatan peninsula in Mexico.  Saw ruins, beaches, and cenotes.  Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Phil's awesome Halloween party.&lt;br /&gt;Had our first Thanksgiving as a couple in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;Had our first Christmas as a couple in Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;Had our first New Years at Brad's apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Low key Valentine's Day, painting teapots, and eating Thai food.&lt;br /&gt;Presented a poster in the Foods &amp;amp; Nutrition dept., won a prize.&lt;br /&gt;Hosted a baby shower for Crystal; Jessica &amp;amp; I made a cake out of diapers!&lt;br /&gt;Met Chris &amp;amp; Chrissy's new puppy, Baylee, and had tapas w/ most of the Noland family.&lt;br /&gt;Hosted a dinner for Dr. Olaf Blanke, expert on out of body experiences.&lt;br /&gt;Had 2 birthday dinners, one at Bistro 501 w/ Dan &amp;amp; Chrissy, one at the Hunter's pub w/ the Psych girls.&lt;br /&gt;Said goodbye &amp;amp; good luck to Chrissy as she left our house to fully move into her own home in Anderson, and start her new job in Indianapolis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I did some science.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list makes me happy; It is a good reminder that I now have TWO awesome families, a great husband, and an amazing group of friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-3352590145235467020?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/3352590145235467020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2010/03/recap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3352590145235467020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3352590145235467020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2010/03/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-2610012580685375175</id><published>2009-08-10T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:51:54.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On happiness</title><content type='html'>Ever know something intellectually, and repeat it over and over again, thinking you totally comprehend it, only to discover you had really only memorized words, neglecting to fully understand the meaning of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a psychology major, former case manager, and "consumer of mental health services" (namely, Buproprion HCl [for depression]), I have heard more times than I can count that the most successful treatment for mental illness is a combination of drugs and therapy.  It was almost cliché.  Beyond that, it sounded so simple.  Of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt;! If drugs work, and therapy works, the combination of the two treatments would work &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas! I really feel like, after having suffered from depression for 10-15 years, and having all of the training mentioned above, i didn't really get it until just a few minutes ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antidepressants work.  I feel much better.  I don't have bouts where I feel ready to crash, where I want to do nothing except sink my head into my pillow.  What I still DO have are feelings of inadequacy, problems being social, anxiety, and mood swings.  What the antidepressants have done is make them less of a problem, which is great, except I feel that (at least at some level) I was a more interesting person before I started taking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, I am not going to quit my medications!  But what I am going to TRY to do is work on improving these things.  The medications made my negative moods less severe, yes, but they did not particularly increase my positive attitude.  In fact, they may have made me appreciate it less, because it wasn't as drastic of a change. I need to show my negativity less: complain less, dwell on bad things less, let fewer problems occupy my thoughts (or at least reduce the time I think about any ONE problem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to focus MORE on how good I feel when things are going right; I need to assume people are not trying to hurt me when things go wrong, and I need to take a more active role in being friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I will succeed at this, but I am going to try!  If I have weird mantras taped up places, this is why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-2610012580685375175?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/2610012580685375175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2610012580685375175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2610012580685375175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-happiness.html' title='On happiness'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-7601429742432481861</id><published>2009-07-27T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:01:06.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screw ups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuition'/><title type='text'>Tuition SNAFU</title><content type='html'>Got this statement from the bursar today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: normal;" class="normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current Activity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;             &lt;table style="width: 326px; height: 102px;" id="mytable" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;         &lt;th scope="col"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:sort('Description')"&gt;Description&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;         &lt;th scope="col"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Code&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;           &lt;th scope="col"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:sort('Date')"&gt;Date&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;          &lt;th scope="col"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:sort('Amount')"&gt;Amount ($)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr class="dark"&gt;         &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  Non-resident Tuition  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  TNG1  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  20-JUL-2009  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  8,240.00  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr class="light"&gt;         &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  General Service Fee  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  TG02  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  20-JUL-2009  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  3,841.40  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr class="dark"&gt;         &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  Repair Rehabilitation Fee  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  TRR  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  20-JUL-2009  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  144.00  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;            &lt;tr class="light"&gt;         &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  Technology Fee  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  TECH  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  20-JUL-2009  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  83.60  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr&gt;         &lt;td colspan="3" class="light" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Term Balance:           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;$12,309.00  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this is clearly an error (or else a tricky way for Kim to get me to replace RJ as the lab tech), I wonder if my parents got the same icky feeling that I just got every semester that they paid for my college tuition?  Sorry, Mom &amp;amp; Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-7601429742432481861?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/7601429742432481861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuition-snafu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7601429742432481861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7601429742432481861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuition-snafu.html' title='Tuition SNAFU'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-4347472091419347587</id><published>2009-07-10T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:49:30.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lafayette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Hey! I haven't updated this in ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the last post, Jill &amp;amp; Evan, and Chrissy &amp;amp; Chris got married (yay!).  Jessica gets married sooo soon, then it will be Lehmann, and then my cousin, Emily.  Craziness.  Just found out Chelsea's sister is getting married soon, too!  Exciting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wedding is getting so close!  We have a lot done, but a lot more TO do. I am envisioning a trip to Chicago in the near future.  It is getting more and more real every day that I will soon be Dan's wife.  I am so lucky :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we recently had a nice 4th of July celebration!  On the 3rd, Dan and I joined the rest of his family in watching the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra perform at Connor Prairie.  Cannons were involved!  I cannot even imagine conducting cannons!  The fireworks were also amazing; they were timed with the music, and really beautiful, colorful, and large!!! The only major downside was that parking [especially leaving the event] was an absolute nightmare, but only because the event was so popular.  Anyway, we had a great time; it is always good to see the Noland crew.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th, Mary Ann and Jared hosted a dinner party.  Though the weather was not so cooperative, we were very lucky to have some amazing food, most of which was cooked by Jared (although I must say that Lindsey &amp;amp; Chris's strawberry shortcakes, and our berry tart were also good!).  During a break in the rain, we went outside and lit sparklers, which is always fun... it was Mary Ann's first experience lighting fireworks, so that was also cute.  I can't even remember the first time I lit a sparkler... I must have been 4 or 5, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day today I felt sick, but I felt well enough to eat some food by dinnertime, and then [slowly] walk around downtown Lafayette for the gallery walk.  We saw Chelsea and her friends, which was fun... we are meeting up with them soon to see the new Harry Potter movie.  Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-4347472091419347587?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/4347472091419347587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4347472091419347587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4347472091419347587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-9052053319855521418</id><published>2009-05-13T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:35:24.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackhawks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>Hi all!!! A lot has been happening since I last blogged.  I finished cutting all of my brains! I also finished my hormonal assays!  The Blackhawks won the Western Conference Semifinals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention that I went to Chicago in mid-April for Jill's wedding shower and bachelorette party!!! It was lots of fun!  We went to Cafe Ba Ba Ree Ba for delicious tapas and sangria.  I can't believe Jill will be married in less than 2 weeks!!! That is CRAZY (and awesome!).  Yay for Jill and Evan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy is also getting married soon (one week after Jill).  Her bachelorette party is this weekend, and I am psyched (although I am feeling kinda sick, so I hope that goes away).  We'll be hanging out in downtown Indy, livin' it up.  I am excited to be Chrissy, April and Robin's sistah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of weddings, ours is 150 days away today.  That is approx. 5 months!  I have kindof reached a point where I am unsure of what exactly to do.  I almost wish it were closer to the deadline so that I could feel like I'm doing more (but I'm sure that I will kick myself 3 months from now for saying that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work-wise, I have been doing a lot, but it has been more enjoyable lately.  Brain cutting is mind-numbingly boring; right now I am sampling blood from rats, and learning how to do ELISAs (enzyme linked immuno sorbent assays).  Even though hormonal assays are repetitive, I sort-of enjoy them; stuff changes color (that ALWAYS makes me happy), you get the results immediately, and other than pipetting issues, there isn't a whole lot of room for error.  Much better than things like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in situ&lt;/span&gt; hybridization (which I am going to do with the brains), where ANYTHING can go wrong, and you won't know it 'til the very end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, Dan, Brad, Liz and I went to see the Blackhawks annihilate the Canucks in game 4 of the semifinals.  I guess annihilate is not the right word, since it was scoreless during the 1st, then the Canucks had the lead for over a period, only to have the Hawks score in the last few minutes of the game, and take it into OT.  THEN the Hawks quickly won in sudden death.  Despite the low score, it was exciting!  They also won on Saturday and Monday to secure playing for the conference title. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, Liz and I ran in a the Jay Cooperidge Memorial 5k, which supports mental illness. I was dumb and ate cereal with a bit of milk a bit too close to the race, and I was feeling sick to my stomach for most of it.  My time was not so good (30:50ish), but I finished, and that is what really matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is all to report for now.  Ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-9052053319855521418?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/9052053319855521418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/05/happenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/9052053319855521418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/9052053319855521418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/05/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-6812130546810245444</id><published>2009-04-28T22:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:25:12.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep?!?</title><content type='html'>Without Dan around, I have already gotten myself on a weird schedule.  I am working extra hard (doing the mindless, tedious stuff, mostly), trying to get as much done as possible, but still somehow falling short of my expectations...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have 19 brains left to do, and it is going to be the death of me.  2 SOLID days of nothing but brain cutting, and I have not even quite cut my total in half (at least, not my weekly total).  Tomorrow I will most likely not get many done, since I have other stuff going on.  That leaves a lot of time on Thursday (but not all day, since I am helping RJ out with some stuff), and most of the day on Friday, but I still will prob. have a few left.  Maybe the weekend?  Who knows.  I will just be happy when it is done.  Maybe I can talk Kim into giving me a break after it's all done, instead of making me work just as hard on something else?  Unlikely, lol.  I think that is the nature of Academia... you have to do what you are told to do, and then figure out some *extra* time to do the stuff that will actually advance you.  Extra time.  haha.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I guess my life is pretty lame, since this (work) is ALL i have been blogging about.  This must be why people used to be so sad during the times before labor laws were enacted, etc.  At least I like my job... on some level... it must have really REALLY sucked to spend 15h/day at some FACTORY doing manual labor or something.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, here is a question for all y'all: WHAT do people talk about when they aren't doing anything interesting?  It would be helpful for these times!  I don't want to get [any more] boring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-6812130546810245444?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/6812130546810245444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/6812130546810245444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/6812130546810245444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleep.html' title='Sleep?!?'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-8244605877240004063</id><published>2009-04-27T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:49:32.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday, Dan!</title><content type='html'>Oh, and I almost forgot!  This weekend was Dan's 30th birthday!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fantastic time together!  On Saturday we had a nice lunch at Jane's Cafe, and then went to see Much Ado About Nothing, performed by the actors at Purdue.  It was really good, AND some guy proposed to his girlfriend at the end of it (she said yes!).  After that, we wandered around, and then had a picnic in the park.  It was a beautiful day!  After the picnic, we walked around, and enjoyed the weather, and then went home and relaxed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday (Dan's real birthday), we had lunch at Panera, and then Dan worked in the garden (he planted his tomatoes and peppers.  Very exciting!) while I went for a long run (5.5 mi!).  It was super hot, and the run was not that fun, but fortunately there were many water fountains over by the park on Salisbury to drink from, as well as the occasional wind gust.  Still, when I got home, I was super overheated, and I kept sweating for like 2 hours!!! Today I am sore, but I am sure it was good for me.  Anyway, after Dan and I got cleaned up from our respective activities, we drove to Indianapolis and ate dinner at Maggiano's with Dan's family.  It was really nice; lots of food, good company, etc.  They gave Dan (and April, b/c her birthday was Friday!) these gigantic dessert platters [Maggiano's doesn't do anything small] that had cookies, cream puffs, ice cream, cakes, bananas (that had been caramelized), strawberries, and probably a whole bunch of other things on it.  YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that Dan (and April) had fun.  I also hope that Dan learns a lot at his secret conference in Our Nation's Capitol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-8244605877240004063?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/8244605877240004063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-dan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8244605877240004063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8244605877240004063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-dan.html' title='Happy birthday, Dan!'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-8368898168799212406</id><published>2009-04-27T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:47:35.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO HAWKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mybearsandblackhawksblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/blackhawks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 374px;" src="http://mybearsandblackhawksblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/blackhawks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, first and foremost, the Chicago Blackhawks have moved on to Round 2 of the Stanley Cup Playoffs.  Yay.  Then we will be playing the Canucks in Round 2. Simultaneously, the Mighty Ducks will be playing the Red Wings... it is rare that I root for a California team in Hockey (they can have summer sports!), but the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so go Ducks! Anyway, exciting times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other news of the day is that Dan is gone far far away at a conference.  This is sad, but it has allowed me to be productive.  Remember how I said I cut 4 brains on Friday.  That is actually a lot of brains.  Today I cut 10.  I am still in the lab, getting all of my stuff together so I can go home.  I was going to try to cut another one, because I accidentally cut one that I didn't need to cut (suck!) but the cryostat started to defrost midway through my last brain, which I think was my cue that I had overstayed my welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I have 27 brains left to cut.  7/day I will be done this week!  This is unlikely, due to classes, etc., but it IS possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, it is kinda pointless to rush it sooo much, since Kim said she would be away much of June, so it looks like getting my masters this summer is nearly impossible.  That is sad; I really wanted to.  It just sucks that all the profs are away during the short window of time available!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess it is time for me to go home and sleep!  It has been a long, long day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-8368898168799212406?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/8368898168799212406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-hawks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8368898168799212406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8368898168799212406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-hawks.html' title='GO HAWKS!'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-7932675855728421106</id><published>2009-04-24T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:14:36.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masters'/><title type='text'>productivity report</title><content type='html'>talk: complete&lt;br /&gt;insulin RIA: complete&lt;br /&gt;data entry: complete&lt;br /&gt;leptin RIA: complete&lt;br /&gt;readings for class: not started/due Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;experimental design - human subjects paper/presentation: not started/complete&lt;br /&gt;brains left: 36.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got 4 brains done, and it was a lot of work!  If I can do 3/day on average, that is ~15/week, which means 2-3 weeks of solid brain cutting!  UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, that means if I work my butt off I can have the brains all fixed and ready for in situ by the very middle of may.  Of course, this is unlikely b/c of the Ghrelin RIA that I have to run... plus the meal testing, etc. but we will see how it goes (maybe I can bribe an undergrad or RJ into cutting at least 1-2 for me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, if I DO get the brains and such finished SUPER quick, AND I do the in situ SUPER quick, AND I analyze the data SUPER QUICK AND there are no problems, AND I know what I am writing about, AND nobody decides to go on an EXTRA EARLY vacation, there is a SLIM chance that I could defend my masters in time for August graduation.  That would be SUPER EXCITING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but unlikely.  I am going to shoot for it anyway.  It is my goal, but if I can't get it done, then I at least want to defend as soon as Powley gets back from Colorado in early August.  That is definitely doable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-7932675855728421106?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/7932675855728421106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/productivity-report.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7932675855728421106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7932675855728421106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/productivity-report.html' title='productivity report'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-2819621126160957084</id><published>2009-04-24T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:06:36.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noland'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday, April!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zanyimages.com/Belated%20Birthday/Happy%20Birthday%20to%20You%20%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 322px;" src="http://www.zanyimages.com/Belated%20Birthday/Happy%20Birthday%20to%20You%20%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is April Noland Groves' 27th birthday!  She is going to be my sister-in-law in around 6 months, and I am totally excited about it!  I hope she has a wonderful day, and gets lots of fabulous &lt;strike&gt; prizes &lt;/strike&gt; presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Sara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-2819621126160957084?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/2819621126160957084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-april.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2819621126160957084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2819621126160957084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-april.html' title='Happy birthday, April!'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-1503427199667284074</id><published>2009-04-22T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:32:26.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>Weddings</title><content type='html'>When I first got engaged, I found myself at a loss for what I wanted the wedding to be like.  There were so many options, and they were all interesting, beautiful, and probably priced way out of my budget.  I started scouring the web for ideas, and obsessively read wedding blogs, waiting for the perfect idea to come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, eventually, my wedding has taken its form.  It was a fairly organic process of me having an idea semi-formed in my head, only to find out a.) my idea was too expensive or difficult, or b.) my mom/sister/grandmother/fiance [not usually fiance] disagreed with it (often for very practical reasons!).  Eventually, a new idea was suggested, and deemed acceptable to all, and then the focus turned to the next aspect of the event, which went through the same cycle (the flowers are a good example of this; originally i wanted a very organic, yet lavish display that would be difficult to make and encompass many different flowers and seasonal fruits.  When that turned out to cost a fortune, we switched to more modern arrangements that I like a lot better in retrospect!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now that I have all the major details nailed down, I could honestly care less about reading wedding blogs (with the exception of apracticalwedding.com, which is awesome).  99.9% of weddings are pretty in that non-memorable way.  That is not to say that these people didn't do a fantastic job (they usually did), or that it wasn't a rockin' party (probably was!).  But the aesthetic of a wedding is so... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wedding&lt;/span&gt;, it is hard for it to be anything else!  That is, unless they are ugly (see below)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn62/feliciamariew/ugly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 302px;" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn62/feliciamariew/ugly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tackyweddings.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/jordan_aka_katie_price_wedding_dress11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 352px;" src="http://tackyweddings.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/jordan_aka_katie_price_wedding_dress11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tackyweddings.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/hayaocto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 291px;" src="http://tackyweddings.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/hayaocto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.diamondvues.com/wedding%20dress%20for%20pregnant%20bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 466px;" src="http://www.diamondvues.com/wedding%20dress%20for%20pregnant%20bride.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo... since I don't think I can avoid having a weddingy wedding (and I don't think I want to), I am hereby making the conscious decision not to stress out over it anymore.  We will see how long this lasts, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-1503427199667284074?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/1503427199667284074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/weddings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/1503427199667284074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/1503427199667284074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/weddings.html' title='Weddings'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-5001027997244823321</id><published>2009-04-13T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:55:33.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='productivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>productivity update</title><content type='html'>talk: complete&lt;br /&gt;insulin RIA: complete&lt;br /&gt;data entry: complete&lt;br /&gt;leptin RIA: start tomorrow/finish Thursday&lt;br /&gt;readings for class: not started/due Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;experimental design - human subjects paper/presentation: not started/due Monday&lt;br /&gt;brain cutting: like 50 to go&lt;br /&gt;pick paper for TD's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goals for the week: leptin RIA, all homework, all talks completed.  try on tuxedos with Dan. buy Jill a present.&lt;br /&gt;weekend: (in Chicago) Jill's shower/bachelorette party.  Rach's Dad's funeral :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goals for next week: cut brains like it's goin' out of style.  work on TD's class paper presentation. Tweak masters introduction/methods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-5001027997244823321?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/5001027997244823321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/productivity-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/5001027997244823321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/5001027997244823321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/productivity-update.html' title='productivity update'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-7207006512378960876</id><published>2009-04-09T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:27:59.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masters'/><title type='text'>AAAH</title><content type='html'>Life is getting a little crazy!  Wedding showers and bachelorette parties abound (Yay Chrissy and Jill!), I would love to get my masters this summer (but it is increasingly unlikely), and work is nuts.  Hooray for keeping busy though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get my masters if I have all of my data done by the beginning of June so that I can have it all written up by June 10th (give or take a day) so everyone can read it and then I can defend by June 25th (again, give or take!).  The real deadline (for all the paperwork) is July 10th, but Powley leaves for the mountains on June 28ish, and won't be back until August!  Hopefully the rest of my committee isn't taking off in June (assuming there is ANY possibility of getting everything done in a timely manner!).  I guess if I'm not done by then, I can still defend in August, but it would be cool to graduate before I get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to do (masters-wise):&lt;br /&gt;Insulin RIA (started today, finished tomorrow), analyze data (for presentation on Monday).&lt;br /&gt;Leptin RIA (will start next Monday!)&lt;br /&gt;Ghrelin RIA (early May)&lt;br /&gt;Cut 45 more brains&lt;br /&gt;Fix Brains&lt;br /&gt;NPY and POMC in situ&lt;br /&gt;analyze data&lt;br /&gt;write masters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we shall see how long this will take.  The pressure is certainly on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-7207006512378960876?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/7207006512378960876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7207006512378960876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7207006512378960876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/aaah.html' title='AAAH'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-6805045586443014468</id><published>2009-04-08T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:37:54.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird products'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>Fitflops?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shoesite.co.uk/uploads/images_categories/223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.shoesite.co.uk/uploads/images_categories/223.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird product of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefitflop.com/"&gt;FitFlops&lt;/a&gt;; the muscle-toning flip flop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they work by not being as stable as regular shoes (due to "micro-wobbleboards"), therefore demanding more muscles to support you.  This sounds like it might be true, but I am highly skeptical of the "miraculous" results FitFlops are having on customers.  Double-blind trials, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at approx. $50, these flip flops ain't cheap.  They also ain't cute.  But we'll see how the latest fitness gimmick sells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-6805045586443014468?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/6805045586443014468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/fitflops.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/6805045586443014468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/6805045586443014468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/fitflops.html' title='Fitflops?'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-4092111420775863024</id><published>2009-04-08T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:08:27.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>One for you, Nineteen for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/taxes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 375px;" src="http://image.examiner.com/images/blog/wysiwyg/image/taxes.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my taxes today, and let me tell you, they were WEIRD (at least comparatively weird).  You see, I'm on a fellowship; or WAS for 1/2 of 2008, so a lot of my income had no taxes deducted, and was not reported on a W2.  As such, it was my responsibility to report the income (or not).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; wanted to opt for the &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; option, but I am afraid of being taken away by the government.  Plus, unlike my libertarian friends (&lt;3),&gt; I think people should pay their taxes [not that the libs think people shouldn't &lt;i&gt;pay&lt;/i&gt; their taxes; just that we shouldn't &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; them, lol].  I figure if I am going to vote for people that want taxes, I should be willing to play along (here is hoping that some of my money goes to good social programs!).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, because of all of this, I was &lt;i&gt;terrified&lt;/i&gt; that I would owe Uncle Sam $4000 or something CRAZY.  Fortunately, there is this education credit that I qualified for, and that meant that I really didn't owe anything at all (in fact, I STILL overpaid by $666 on the income that I earned as a TA!  Yay refund!).  Also fortunately, grad students are not subject to FICA since it is not "earned income" but a "subsistence allowance" which is cool since I doubt social security will be around to take care of me when I'm old and grey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Un&lt;/i&gt;fortunately, IN does not have the same kind of education deduction, so I OWED the state $427.  This makes my net refund $239, which is a nice chunk of change for someone expecting nothing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had I cheated the government, I would have received over $1200 back.  This would have been really nice, but I would have felt guilty and scared.  Since I am about 98% sure I filed my taxes legally (with no errors &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE, THANK YOU VERY MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) I suppose I am paying around $1000 for peace of mind. &lt;i&gt; C'est la vie!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-4092111420775863024?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/4092111420775863024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-for-you-nineteen-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4092111420775863024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4092111420775863024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-for-you-nineteen-for-me.html' title='One for you, Nineteen for me!'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-7715303650124388539</id><published>2009-04-07T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:01:47.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help?'/><title type='text'>Wedding Shoes are here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/Sdui_1v5ueI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9_7IQbqRfHM/s1600-h/Photo+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/Sdui_1v5ueI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9_7IQbqRfHM/s400/Photo+261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322026602311825890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The wedding shoes have already arrived!  Yay!!!  They are even shinier than the picture appears, and they mostly fit.  The only thing is that the heel keeps falling off.  Maybe I can get some sort of pad for that... if anybody knows any, please let me know!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Sara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-7715303650124388539?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/7715303650124388539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-shoes-are-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7715303650124388539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7715303650124388539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-shoes-are-here.html' title='Wedding Shoes are here!'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/Sdui_1v5ueI/AAAAAAAAAJg/9_7IQbqRfHM/s72-c/Photo+261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-7997497744527196195</id><published>2009-04-05T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:07:16.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>OMG [wedding] shoes!</title><content type='html'>I have been scouring the internet (and the department stores, although the pickins are slim in W.Laf) for reasonably priced, flat (or low-heeled), non-white shoes for my wedding.  I wanted something elegant, somewhat unique, and something I could wear again.  I went on a "something blue" kick for awhile, but blue really isn't that "in" right now, plus I have a fall palate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even not limiting myself to blue shoes, I was having a really difficult time finding something that fit my criteria.  It was either too casual, to boring (like EVERY wedding shoe! gah!), too high-heeled, or TOO EXPENSIVE.  I never realized I had such expensive taste before; I have always just refrained from buying, or settled on something from target or TJ Maxx that sort-of fit my needs... for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wedding&lt;/span&gt; I was being far more choosy.  WAY too choosy, in fact; I was falling in love with Guiseppe Zanotti and Miu Miu, and seriously contemplated buying Blahniks because they were on sale for *only* $500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... I didn't realize I could EVER think a pair of shoes were cheap at $500.  The wedding industry is clearly getting to me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://piperlime.gap.com/Asset_Archive/PLWeb/Assets/Product/555/555594/big/pl555594-00vliv01.jpg?redirect=true"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 330px;" src="http://piperlime.gap.com/Asset_Archive/PLWeb/Assets/Product/555/555594/big/pl555594-00vliv01.jpg?redirect=true" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I stumbled upon these beauties from Martinez Valero, a designer from Spain.  At $60, they are still a little more expensive than most shoes I own (I think my running shoes are the only ones currently in the rotation that cost more than $30), but well within my budget (goal price for wedding shoes: under $100; limit: under $200.  Check, and check!).  I ordered them from &lt;a href="http://www.endless.com/homepage/ref=topnav_gw_/188-9883014-3491832"&gt;endless.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I got the last pair in my size; here is hoping they fit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-7997497744527196195?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/7997497744527196195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-shoes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7997497744527196195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7997497744527196195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-shoes.html' title='OMG [wedding] shoes!'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-4051324217523209059</id><published>2009-03-27T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:19:35.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nearly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/Sc2lTRYBSyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/6DlWOkhRSYM/s1600-h/harley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/Sc2lTRYBSyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/6DlWOkhRSYM/s400/harley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318088485494672162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very race-heavy week!  On Wednesday, &lt;a href="http://canoland.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chrissy&lt;/a&gt; and I ran the "&lt;a href="https://www.purduealum.org/Events/NearlyNakedMile/tabid/5638/Default.aspx"&gt;Nearly Naked Mile&lt;/a&gt;" for the Purdue Alumni Student Experience (PASE).  The point was to donate the clothes off your back to &lt;a href="http://www.lthc.net/"&gt;Lafayette Transitional Housing&lt;/a&gt;.  I didn't donate the clothes off my back (nor did I go "nearly naked"... here I am dressed as Harley Quinn [sort-of!]), but I did donate a ton of my old clothes, and I did finish the race (we beat Spongebob!).  I think we made pretty good time (but who knows for sure!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Lafayette Transitional Housing is a really good cause.  They run the Lincoln Center (which is a subsidized apartment complex), and support for those that are homeless or in danger of losing their homes (in the form of bus tokens, food, clothing, employment assistance, etc.).  When I worked at Wabash Valley Hospital, I talked to the organizers for awhile; they seem to really run a good program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow (Saturday) morning, Chrissy, Liz and I (and maybe RJ) are going to run in the HEROES 5k, which will benefit the Red Cross (another excellent cause!).  I doubt that I will be setting any records, but it should be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-4051324217523209059?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/4051324217523209059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4051324217523209059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4051324217523209059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/Sc2lTRYBSyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/6DlWOkhRSYM/s72-c/harley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-1703083876131351841</id><published>2009-03-08T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:57:23.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>...creepy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yourcelebritystuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/michael-jackson_loses-neverland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 268px;" src="http://www.yourcelebritystuff.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/michael-jackson_loses-neverland.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read a poem by Michael Jackson, which will be auctioned off with a whole slew of memorabilia from Neverland Ranch.  The poem is about children; specifically, "singing and dancing in innocent bliss" with children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think much needs to be explained; here is the poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Children of the world, we'll do it&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet on endless shores&lt;br /&gt;Making sandcastles and floating our boats&lt;br /&gt;While people fight and defend their point of view&lt;br /&gt;Forever putting on masks that are new&lt;br /&gt;We'll swing the tide of time and do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Children of the world, we'll do it&lt;br /&gt;With song and dance and innocent bliss&lt;br /&gt;And the soft caress of a loving kiss&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;While traders trade and haggle their price&lt;br /&gt;And politicians try so hard to be nice&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet on endless shores and floating our boats&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;While lawyers argue and doctors treat&lt;br /&gt;Stockbrokers quote the price on meat&lt;br /&gt;While preachers preach and ring the bell&lt;br /&gt;Carpetbaggers with something to sell&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing and dance in innocent bliss&lt;br /&gt;With the soft caress of a loving kiss&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting on endless shores&lt;br /&gt;Making sandcastles and floating our boats&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll ride the rainbow, a cloud, a storm&lt;br /&gt;Flying in the wind, we'll change our form&lt;br /&gt;We'll reach the stars, embrace the moon&lt;br /&gt;We'll break the barrier and be there soon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;While architects plan their buildings high&lt;br /&gt;And trade unions raise their hue and cry&lt;br /&gt;While boardroom squabbles generate heat&lt;br /&gt;And in secret places dealers meet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll sing and dance in innocent bliss&lt;br /&gt;And the soft caress of a loving kiss&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;em&gt;While philosophers grapple and continue to tackle&lt;br /&gt;Endless dilemmas of body and mind&lt;br /&gt;Physicists wander, continue to ponder&lt;br /&gt;Perennial questions of space and time&lt;br /&gt;Archeologists survey, continue to dig&lt;br /&gt;Bygone treasures small and big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psychologists probe, analyze the tears&lt;br /&gt;Of hysterical notions, phobias, fears&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;While priests take confessions&lt;br /&gt;In a serious session&lt;br /&gt;And people struggle&lt;br /&gt;In the hustle and bustle&lt;br /&gt;In the noise and din&lt;br /&gt;On the meaning of sin&lt;br /&gt;We'll touch the stars, embrace the moon&lt;br /&gt;Break the barrier, arrive there soon&lt;br /&gt;Ride the rainbow, the cloud, the storm&lt;br /&gt;Flying in the wind, changing our form&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Children of the world, we'll do it&lt;br /&gt;With song and dance and innocent bliss&lt;br /&gt;The soft caress of a loving kiss&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-1703083876131351841?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/1703083876131351841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/creepy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/1703083876131351841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/1703083876131351841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/creepy.html' title='...creepy.'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-9052775439816402777</id><published>2009-03-07T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:42:39.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paintings'/><title type='text'>Bad paintings of Barack Obama</title><content type='html'>I stumbled upon &lt;a href="http://badpaintingsofbarackobama.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site today, and found it hilarious.  Here are some of my favorite images:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SbLb3sGMoaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3kMTs62S1Qw/s1600-h/badobamapic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SbLb3sGMoaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3kMTs62S1Qw/s400/badobamapic4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310548660399677858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SbLbxNn3r-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/e867RnxX62o/s1600-h/badobamapic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SbLbxNn3r-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/e867RnxX62o/s400/badobamapic2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310548549140197346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SbLbq3FV1-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/QU3Hwt6xn-8/s1600-h/badobamapic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SbLbq3FV1-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/QU3Hwt6xn-8/s400/badobamapic3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310548440010577890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SbLbhzUYcCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nNto_MlRvcc/s1600-h/badobamapic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SbLbhzUYcCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nNto_MlRvcc/s400/badobamapic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310548284381098018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-9052775439816402777?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/9052775439816402777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-paintings-of-barack-obama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/9052775439816402777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/9052775439816402777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-paintings-of-barack-obama.html' title='Bad paintings of Barack Obama'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SbLb3sGMoaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3kMTs62S1Qw/s72-c/badobamapic4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-4559596720989786271</id><published>2009-03-05T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:51:01.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa'/><title type='text'>Excitement of the day</title><content type='html'>Today I had a pretty good day; woke up, drank some coffee, did some work, ate some lunch, did some more work, went for a run (it was over 60 degrees!!! yay!).  Got a phone call from my Grandpa Buzz (Homer Hargrave, Jr.), who just happened to be in Lafayette, and wanted company for dinner.  It was about 6:15 when he called; I was still at work, and needed a shower; Dan was also still at work, so we did not get to his hotel until around 7pm.  I think this was OK; we had a nice dinner and chat at Hour Time, a restaurant I had never been to, but have seen many times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was pretty good; I had salmon, Buzz and Dan each had their own type of pasta.  It was good to see my grandpa; he seemed excited about our wedding, and asked a lot of questions about it.  The guy is sort-of a free spirit, in his own way; he drove to Indianapolis to go to the bank (and try to find some old friends; I am sure he didn't give them much notice!), then he drove to Lafayette, and checked into a hotel, and called me at the very last minute (which is his way); he did not have a thing on him!  No luggage, pajamas, etc.  I guess that the Lafayette stop was a bit of an afterthought.  I don't know if I am of the temperament to just wander around; sometimes I wish I was!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-4559596720989786271?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/4559596720989786271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/excitement-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4559596720989786271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4559596720989786271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/excitement-of-day.html' title='Excitement of the day'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-3744710432206284170</id><published>2009-03-05T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:49:28.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sparkpeople'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>On being healthy</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking lately about being healthy, and what that means.  Part of this is because I have been a little unhealthy recently.  My diet has consisted of almost nothing but carbs and coffee!  Coffee and a pastry for breakfast; a noodle bowl for lunch, a cookie (or crackers, or chips) for a snack, at least one more cup of coffee, pasta or rice for dinner.  Maybe some juice.  Lots of sparkling water.  Lately, Helados Mexicos (which are these really tasty strawberries and cream popsicle things; beware though... the sticks are not centered, so they often fall off!).   For someone who studies food intake, exercise, obesity, etc. this is pretty sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I have been running fairly sporadically, but about 2x/week, which is good, but otherwise I sit a lot.  I should do more running, or maybe swimming, cycling, yoga, weight training, etc.  More of something, anyway.  I would like to be able to run 3 consecutive 8 minute miles without too much trouble.  Thus far, I have had one mile under 8:00 TOTAL (I am proud of that mile!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to correct my diet, and improve my exercise habits, I am turning back to my old friend &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.sparkpeople.com"&gt;Sparkpeople&lt;/a&gt;.  I honestly don't have enough good things to say about sparkpeople; I lost almost 50 lbs using their website, and have kept [most] it off for a fairly long time.  For those of you who are looking to lose weight, it is an excellent tool; their system makes a lot of sense to me (I will talk about their system later).  I think that it is a decent tool for anybody (wanting to lose weight or not) to track their fitness accomplishments, and assess their diets (to see if they're generally eating a healthy amount/variety of food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Annoying, cheesy before/after:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2343/201/33/22907470/n22907470_40151341_3501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2343/201/33/22907470/n22907470_40151341_3501.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before (above), after (below)&lt;/span&gt; (FYI, if you want to lose weight, nix the cream and just put whiskey in your coffee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v349/45/34/516500996/n516500996_1384009_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 349px;" src="http://photos-b.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v349/45/34/516500996/n516500996_1384009_28.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The reason I hate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; HATE diets that encourage you to eat basically nothing for 3 weeks, since that is not sustainable.  Sparkpeople starts you out making one or two positive changes; these can be going for a walk every day, drinking 8 glasses of water, or switching up a cookie for an apple.  At this point, they aren't encouraging you to lose weight, just be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little bit &lt;/span&gt;healthier.  Eventually, you begin tracking your calories and exercises, but they wean you into it.  It secretly becomes a part of your routine, which is the best way to start one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I like about it is that there is a lot of information about not punishing yourself too harshly for screwing up.  So you ate a pizza... maybe 2000 calories.  Sure, that's a lot, but there is very little harm done until you convince yourself you are a failure at dieting and quit altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am not really trying to lose weight (maybe 5 lbs max), but I do want to be healthy, so I will try to track my calories/exercise (I keep wanting to write ingestive behavior jargon here! sorry!) for the next few weeks [maybe longer; i have mostly figured out how to eat a healthy diet, but sometimes need to be reminded, lol].  If anybody wants to join me, feel free!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-3744710432206284170?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/3744710432206284170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-being-healthy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3744710432206284170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3744710432206284170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-being-healthy.html' title='On being healthy'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-5095471397121150479</id><published>2009-03-04T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:44:56.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nature.com/ajg/journal/v104/n3/images/ajg200989i1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 650px;" src="http://www.nature.com/ajg/journal/v104/n3/images/ajg200989i1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from the American Journal of Gastroenterology (2009; 104:552)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Flush Toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Robert E. Kravetz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="norm"&gt;Disposal of human waste has been an issue since humans have inhabited the Earth. Prehistoric man relieved himself out of doors; much later, Native American and early American settlers also used the rivers, woods, and shrubs to fulfill their toilet needs in the same primitive way. There is archaeological evidence, however, of domestic communal toilets from many ancient civilizations dating back to 2500 &lt;span class="scp"&gt;BC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="norm"&gt;At the height of the Roman Empire, there was a highly developed water system and one for waste management with underground sewers and indoor privies in each home. After the decline of the Empire the entire system collapsed, and by the Middle Ages in Europe, and well into the eighteenth century, waste disposal meant throwing the material out of a window or door onto the street and into the gutter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="norm"&gt;In 1596, Sir John Harrington of England invented the first flush toilet, but the public mocked and ignored his invention. Nearly 200 years passed before, in 1775, Alexander Cummings received the first patent for a water closet. By the 1800s, the golden age of toilets had begun. Thomas Crapper is erroneously thought to have invented the toilet, but his contribution was a series of plumbing-related patents that revolutionized its operation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="norm"&gt;The accompanying illustration shows a nineteenth-century toilet from an English catalog—a very elaborate fixture indeed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-5095471397121150479?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/5095471397121150479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/5095471397121150479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/5095471397121150479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-back.html' title='A Look Back'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-621492603818974996</id><published>2009-03-03T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:36:39.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='configural memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voxels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fMRI'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>So many papers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/Sa3bEEn7nHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1ZR27jTJxY8/s1600-h/bored-cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/Sa3bEEn7nHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1ZR27jTJxY8/s400/bored-cat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309140398746868850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Arg, reading is hard, and I am getting bored.  I'm on paper #4 of the day, and have 3 more after that.  Sometimes I care about school... now is not one of those times!  Here's hoping I can persevere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-621492603818974996?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/621492603818974996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-many-papers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/621492603818974996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/621492603818974996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-many-papers.html' title='So many papers...'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/Sa3bEEn7nHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1ZR27jTJxY8/s72-c/bored-cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-3144523579134430998</id><published>2009-02-26T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:25:48.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Scary.</title><content type='html'>Every day, I try to keep in perspective what it is I really want out of a wedding, and what I would like to save for the rest of my life.  And each day, I find myself getting sucked into this trap, where wedding vendors make me think that $2000 is totally a normal amount to spend on invitations; after all, they are beautiful letterpress, with soft, natural fiber paper, and innovative designs.  And then, hopefully, I snap back into reality, where I realize that most people don't even really look at the invitations (at least not much), and that one can get something decent for a reasonable price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is particularly bad for me (and probably for Jill) given that we are doing most of our shopping on the North Shore of Chicago.  I always knew it would be more expensive to get married in Chicagoland than say, Lafayette, IN.  I just didn't know how bad it could be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://www.costofwedding.com/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt;, the average American couple spends &lt;strong&gt;$15,299&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;$25,498 &lt;/strong&gt;on their wedding (this is probably excluding people who get married at a courthouse and don't have a "reception").  Here are some more statistics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In West Lafayette [47906], the average cost of a wedding is:&lt;strong&gt; $19,429 and $32,382&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Anderson, IN [46011]: &lt;strong&gt;$13,310 and $22,183&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Indianapolis, IN [46201]: &lt;strong&gt;$16,369 and $27,282&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago, IL [60611]: &lt;strong&gt;$16,981 and $28,302&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;OK... about what you'd expect (actually, W. Laf. is full of some big spenders!).  So imagine my surprise to see that the cost of a wedding in Wilmette, IL is: &lt;strong&gt;$72,362 and $120,603&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Again, yes I expected it to be higher than pretty much all of Indiana... but more than 5x as expensive???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some perspective, the cost of a wedding in Beverly Hills [90210] is: &lt;strong&gt;$57,216 and $95,361.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm not sure if I should feel good about myself for going *way* below average, or kick myself for agreeing to get married in such a frivolous part of the country!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-3144523579134430998?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/3144523579134430998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/scary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3144523579134430998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3144523579134430998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/scary.html' title='Scary.'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-717660314296483000</id><published>2009-02-25T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:05:26.169-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrangements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vendors'/><title type='text'>We have flowers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SaXolZijF6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/gPjOwi4TM4E/s1600-h/ixia1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SaXolZijF6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/gPjOwi4TM4E/s320/ixia1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306903465134593954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I booked the florist!  We are using &lt;a href="http://www.ixiaflowers.com/"&gt;Ixia flowers&lt;/a&gt; in Evanston; the owner, Barbara Bellamy, was really nice, seems to do good work, and had what I consider reasonable prices (of course, wedding prices are always fairly ridiculous, but they were lower than a lot of their competitors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked her ideas for our arrangements, an&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SaXoqkeNPWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LgIGfIV5uCM/s1600-h/ixia2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SaXoqkeNPWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LgIGfIV5uCM/s320/ixia2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306903553968520546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d also appreciated her giving me direct price quotes based on the flower choices (so that I can know various prices for bridesmaid bouquets, centerpieces, etc.).  It will come in handy as we make tough decisons regarding what to keep and what to cut from our wedding (for budgetary reasons).  Weddings are always a delicate dance between preference and practicality; it helps to be fully informed about what you're getting yourself into, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my major wedding pet peeves is that vendors are often *so* reluctant to give price estimates, but if you don't have a general feel for how much things cost, it is really hard to figure out how you are going to work out your budget!!! I understand that it can be impossible to give an exact quote on... say... centerpieces, when you don't know what a person wants, but you could give a range.  how hard would it be to have this dialogue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hi! I really like your work! What are your rates for centerpieces?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Centerpieces start at around $35, but our average centerpiece costs $70"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What would a $35 centerpiece typically include?  What would a typical flower arrangement consist of?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"A $35 centerpiece might be small vase of daisies at each table.  A typical centerpiece would consist of a fairly tight bunch of roses, lilies, gerber daisies, etc. in an 8" round bowl.  If you want to get very creative or large, the price goes up."&lt;/blockquote&gt;I really can't see how that would be a turn-off to a bride; knowing up front what you are getting into is important, and I would imagine (especially in this economy) that going in for a full consultation with a too-expensive florist would just waste everyone's time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SaXovt0QWpI/AAAAAAAAAIo/81cdM9qCMKc/s1600-h/ixia3"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SaXovt0QWpI/AAAAAAAAAIo/81cdM9qCMKc/s320/ixia3" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306903642376264338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-717660314296483000?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/717660314296483000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-have-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/717660314296483000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/717660314296483000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-have-flowers.html' title='We have flowers!'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SaXolZijF6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/gPjOwi4TM4E/s72-c/ixia1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-8069618578789178113</id><published>2009-02-24T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:31:08.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legislation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriages</title><content type='html'>Speaking of marriages, &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/c0cf508ff8/prop-8-the-musical-starring-jack-black-john-c-reilly-and-many-more-from-fod-team-jack-black-craig-robinson-john-c-reilly-and-rashida-jones"&gt;Proposition 8&lt;/a&gt; is being judged by the supreme court on 3/5/2009.  18,000 gay couples stand to lose their marital status, despite having been married legally. I just think about the way I would feel if Dan and I were told that we could not get married (or stay married), and how hurtful and disheartening it would feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Prop 8 was a hateful piece of legislation that served no real point (don't like gay marriage?  don't marry a gay!).  I mean, let's face it, people... the people that developed Prop 8 are overwhelmingly religious.  This is a nation that explicitly separates church and state in the constitution.  US laws should not be based on religion, but on what is best for US citizens.  Furthermore, there is no law forcing any church to recognize these marriages; if your conservative church disagrees with gay marriage, they are under no obligation to perform them!  God not recognizing the marriage should be enough for these people, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywa&lt;a href="http://www.couragecampaign.org/page/s/divorce"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y, here is a really touching video, and a &lt;a href="http://www.couragecampaign.org/page/s/divorce"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to a petition (which you all should sign!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3089746"&gt;"Fidelity": Don't Divorce...&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/couragecampaign"&gt;Courage Campaign&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-8069618578789178113?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/8069618578789178113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/marriages.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8069618578789178113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8069618578789178113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/marriages.html' title='Marriages'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-1438613916549784758</id><published>2009-02-24T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:16:16.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding planning part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e3/St-thomas-aquinas.jpg/200px-St-thomas-aquinas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 305px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e3/St-thomas-aquinas.jpg/200px-St-thomas-aquinas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue with the wedding theme, Dan and I went to the Day of Discovery at &lt;a href="http://www.sttoms-purdue.org/"&gt;St. Thomas Aquinas&lt;/a&gt;, the Purdue Catholic center.  I have to say that as Catholic Churches go, I love St. Tom's.  They are so laid back, and genuinely nice (and, most likely due to the fact that they are a part of a huge university, they are fairly liberal, and incredibly smart [these are both very important to me!]). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Day of Discovery is where engaged couples go to learn about married life (from other married couples).  There were numerous topics that were discussed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family of origin&lt;/span&gt;, or the fact that everyone comes from a different background, and has a very different view of what is "normal."  The couple that discussed this topic were great; the woman came from a huge Italian family that took many family vacations and gathered en masse for Christmas... the man was the product of a cheerleader and a professional hockey player, who divorced each other early on, and only took "vacations" to rekindle romances (leaving the children with their uncle and a six pack of beer).  Needless to say, they had different opinions on taking family vacations! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next presentation was about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt;; the presenters were very quiet, so it was difficult to hear, but they had some good information about making lifestyle changes to make life easier on you and your children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Joe and Kristen Abbey (Joe works with Dan at Arxan), discussed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;natural family planning&lt;/span&gt;, (known to some as the rhythm method, although it is more complicated than that).  Not exactly sure if I'm ready to give my womb over to God (He still has the birth control margin of error!!!) but it was interesting, and useful to some, nonetheless!  Joe and Kristen did a good job discussing a fairly awkward topic, so kudos to them (and congrats about their baby on the way)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next speakers discussed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finances&lt;/span&gt;, which is especially necessary during these troubling times.  Dan and I knew most of the info they discussed, but given that money is such a common cause of marital stress, it is certainly a good topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finances, the same couple discussed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inter-faith marriage&lt;/span&gt;, and how important it is to have your own beliefs (rather than to force them upon each other).  They mentioned how it is important to make decisions regarding child rearing, and that respecting differences in faith is a sign of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was followed up with a discussion of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spirituality&lt;/span&gt;, which I thought was somewhat weak; the presenters did a lot of 'we recommend X book, Y prayer, etc.' rather than discussing their personal issues with spirituality.  That said, it was a hard topic, and when presenting to a large (ish) group, it is probably difficult to walk the line between "not spiritual enough" and "alienating jesus freak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, there was a discussion on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;communication&lt;/span&gt;, by a soon-to-be retired communications professor, and his wife of over 50 years.  They were fantastic.  There was a lot of good advice; don't make assumptions regarding what your spouse would think on an issue; don't go to bed angry; make time for each other (these two still go on little coffee dates several times a week!), have fun, etc.  They told a story about how in the 1960s/70s, it seemed like every professor was having an affair with his secretary.  This professor's secretary was basically a part of their family; they were good friends.  Well, after several divorces in the neighborhood (due to some administrative "assisting"), people were on high alert, and when someone saw this professor step out of his car with his young secretary (to get lunch), word got around (eventually to the professor's wife).  If there hadn't been communication in their relationship, both of them agreed that this type of accusation could have been terrible for them!  Anyway, they were very cute!  (The woman apparently goes parasailing!  Go granny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the subject of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;challenges&lt;/span&gt; came up, and our hosts discussed their struggles with a debilitating neurological condition (the wife was diagnosed at age 25! scary!), and how it is important to listen to each other, and allow your spouse to feel angry, or upset, at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Fr. George came in and gave us a talking-to, before we went to the 5:30 mass for our special blessing.  It was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; long day, and sitting in chairs for the whole time was tiresome, but we got through it, and we are now one step closer to getting married!  Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-1438613916549784758?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/1438613916549784758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-planning-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/1438613916549784758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/1438613916549784758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-planning-part-ii.html' title='Wedding planning part II'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-2185114870039046254</id><published>2009-02-24T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:44:21.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Wedding planning part I</title><content type='html'>Oh, lots and lots to write about regarding Dan and my impending nuptials!   I guess we should start at the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around Valentine's day, Dan and I went to Chicago to get some things sorted out; we wanted to interview florists and DJs, sort out the invitations, get my dress fitted, find wedding shoes, choose our cake, and photograph the wedding sites (so that we can plan things like the flowers). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop was &lt;a href="http://www.ixiaflowers.com/"&gt;Ixia Flowers&lt;/a&gt; in Evanston.  While they could not make any appointments to discuss our wedding when we were there (duh, Valentine's day! bad oversight on my part!), Barbara Bellamy did provide us with photographs of thier work, and some very basic price ranges (nothing too illuminating, as they can't give a quote when they don't know what I want!).  They had some *gorgeous* potted orchids; some of the most interesting I have ever seen.  Their style is fairly modern, and they seem to have a good eye for line and color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.crestflowers.com/info.asp?id=3498"&gt;Crest of Fine Flowers&lt;/a&gt; in Wilmette, where they actually *did* sit down and chat us up for awhile.  The man that talked with us was very friendly, and I liked their policy of not adding *any* additional stress (ie. if we need an extra arrangement at the last minute, they will do it).  Their flowers were beautiful, and they have obviously done some extremely ornate pieces; however prices were a little high (for our budget; it might be low for some people on the North Shore, lol), however, so I am not sure if we will be able to afford them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went shoe shopping, and had absolutely no luck (although a woman made me consider for half a second that Christian Louboutins would be a fabulous addition to my outfit, and well worth the $700.  Thankfully it was only half a second :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I tried on my dress, which is unfortunately still a tad snug.  Hopefully they can let it out in the appropriate places.  Even more hopefully, I will not gain any weight (probably should have passed on the free cookie today!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of weight gain, we did pick out our cake.  It will be fabulous, I think!  We are buying it from &lt;a href="http://www.threetartsbakery.com/"&gt;Three Tarts&lt;/a&gt; in Northfield; it will be a combination of vanilla and banana cake, with chocolate ganache and banana filling, and white buttercream icing.  Yum!  For those of you who aren't cake fans, there will also be another dessert at the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cake tasting (which, btw, is a good enough reason to get married!), we picked out our invitations, which my mother ordered on Friday (yay!).  So we can also check that off of our list!  We also took photos of Sunset Ridge and St. Francis before riding off into the sunset!  I will post some of these pictures as soon as I get the chance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-2185114870039046254?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/2185114870039046254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-planning-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2185114870039046254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2185114870039046254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-planning-part-i.html' title='Wedding planning part I'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-319621941600654812</id><published>2009-02-19T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T08:22:33.259-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grocery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sparkling water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mundane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Gifts of the Water Magi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nolandda.org/photos/valentines_carosel_2008.02.14/DSC05286-pt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 163px;" src="http://nolandda.org/photos/valentines_carosel_2008.02.14/DSC05286-pt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After work yesterday, Dan and I both went to the grocery store, independently, without each others' knowledge.  It wasn't a secret, or anything, we just both remembered we needed some things, and didn't want to bother the other one with a shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is funny is we each bought giant bags of rice, two containers of hummus (same flavor), and pita bread, so now we have more rice and hummus than we could possibly need :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a box of bottled water; I was thinking of buying sparkling water (which is basically my obsession), but decided I didn't want to carry both of them out to the car, so resigned myself to drinking regular water, because Dan will also drink it (and it makes more sense to have something we will both drink).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cvcoffee.com/prod_images_small/La_Croix_Lemon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://www.cvcoffee.com/prod_images_small/La_Croix_Lemon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I saw three boxes of La Croix in the kitchen; Dan bought them for me, but did not buy himself any water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing made me smile; it is really the little things that make you happy :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-319621941600654812?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/319621941600654812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/gifts-of-water-magi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/319621941600654812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/319621941600654812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/gifts-of-water-magi.html' title='Gifts of the Water Magi'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-4303096871404796130</id><published>2009-02-12T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:06:16.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>1809</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.calacademy.org/darwin/images/Charles_Darwin_aged_51-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/6c/Charles_Darwin_1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 252px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/6c/Charles_Darwin_1816.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4f/Abe_Lincoln_young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 256px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/4f/Abe_Lincoln_young.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two hundred years ago today, two of my favorite historical figures were born.  Abraham Lincoln was born in a tiny, one room log cabin in Kentucky to two farmers.  Charles Darwin was born to wealthy parents (his family owned the Wedgewood China company) in Shrewsbury, Shrops&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.calacademy.org/darwin/images/Charles_Darwin_aged_51-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hire, England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SZQ3NgJ0wiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FnM-6hN9wQ0/s1600-h/PinkertonLincolnMcClernand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SZQ3NgJ0wiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FnM-6hN9wQ0/s320/PinkertonLincolnMcClernand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301923366430884386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of these men changed history massively; Lincoln held this country together during one of its most tumultuous times; he promoted equality, inspired troops, and became a symbol for all of us that a person from such humble roots can still succeed at the highest level (for more info on Lincoln, you can read my sister, Katie Hargrave's article &lt;a href="http://brandeisspecialcollections.blogspot.com/2009/01/abraham-lincoln-documents-and-ephemera.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).  As stated in Gettysburg on November 19, 1863:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation, so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SZQ3NgJ0wiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FnM-6hN9wQ0/s1600-h/PinkertonLincolnMcClernand.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.calacademy.org/darwin/images/Charles_Darwin_aged_51-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate—we can not consecrate—we can not hallow—this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SZQ3NgJ0wiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FnM-6hN9wQ0/s1600-h/PinkertonLincolnMcClernand.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ork which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.calacademy.org/darwin/images/Charles_Darwin_aged_51-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 226px;" src="http://www.calacademy.org/darwin/images/Charles_Darwin_aged_51-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, Charles Darwin also believed in equality, and was an avid abolitionist (as a yong man, he learned taxidermy from a freed slave).  Darwin's work from Origin of Species, though hotly debated, has held up remarkably well; natural selection is a key biological principle, and provides a beautiful model for how the world has changed to be at its current state.  He stated that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As many more individuals of each species are born than can possibly survive; and as, consequently, there is a frequently recurring struggle for existence, it follows that any being, if it vary however slightly in any manner profitable to itself, under the complex and sometimes varying conditions of life, will have a better chance of surviving, and thus be naturally selected. From the strong principle of inheritance, any selected variety will tend to propagate its new and modified form.&lt;/blockquote&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one; and that, whilst this planet has gone cycling on according to the fixed law of gravity, from so simple a beginning endless forms most beautiful and most wonderful have been, and are being, evolved.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this statement is so beautiful; that forms are continually changing in nature, and that we are all a product of our parents and our changing environments.  The NY Times has some great info on evolution and natural selection &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2009/02/09/science/20090209-darwin-evolution-documents.html?ref=science"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lucky day 2/12/1809 was for nerds like me in 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-4303096871404796130?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/4303096871404796130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/1809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4303096871404796130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4303096871404796130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/1809.html' title='1809'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SZQ3NgJ0wiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/FnM-6hN9wQ0/s72-c/PinkertonLincolnMcClernand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-4371136524910603277</id><published>2009-02-10T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:20:11.808-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I am going running with Dan's sister, Chrissy (from &lt;a href="http://canoland.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lets. Get. Dangerous&lt;/a&gt;).  It has been so nice out that I've gone running nearly every day for the past week.  Sure, I'm no amazing runner; I am slow and can't go that far (I usually only go 5k, although I have gone about 13k before... but pain ensued), but getting outside for a bit, and moving around really makes me feel better.  I think I am a nicer, more optimistic person when I am running, which is something all of my running friends told me for years and I never believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there were so many things about running that I didn't believe... that it made you feel better, that there was a thing called "runner's high," that it was possible to enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, I ran cross country in high school, but was never good, and never pushed myself to do anything challenging.  I would get cramps from eating at the wrong time, or pushing myself too hard at first, and instead of working through it, I just walked for awhile.  I never got the "runner's high" (not even when I *did* keep running), and I *never* enjoyed it.  I think I may have been less depressed, but I don't even know that for sure since it was summertime, and I'm never as depressed in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was pretty much the worst one on the team, and never really took any pride in it.  Now, I love it, though, and encourage everyone else to get out and move, even if you have to do it slowly.  If you start running, know that you will be miserable at first, and to take it slow; it will get better, and you will enjoy it after awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-4371136524910603277?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/4371136524910603277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-i-am-going-running-with-dans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4371136524910603277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4371136524910603277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-i-am-going-running-with-dans.html' title=''/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-7471298078945239984</id><published>2009-02-07T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:07:46.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graffiti'/><title type='text'>Graffiti art</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 376px;" src="http://abrooklynlife.com/shepard-fairey-barack-obama-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, not so shockingly, graffiti artist Shepard Fairey, of Obey Giant and Obama poster fame, was arrested in Boston (reason unknown, but suspected reason is vandalism [in the form of graffiti]).  I believe this is his 16th arrest.  The article said that there was much protesting occurring from anti-graffiti groups regarding his upcoming show... which prompted me to wonder:&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 242px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/7/75/AndreTheGiantSticker.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who joins an anti-graffiti group?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly... whether you think graffiti is a brilliant form of self-expression and civil disobedience, or ugly and a pain in the butt to clean up, at what point do you care so much one way or another to join an anti-graffiti group, or make &lt;a href="http://www.dougweb.com/faq.html"&gt;anti-graffiti websites&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to find out, so I read the first anti-graffiti website to pop up on google.  Mostly I found it whiny and filled with misplaced priorities (if the kids that are doing the tagging are really in trouble, why not worry about the underlying causes of drugs, gangs, and poor educational systems in the regions?!?).  But as a [former] artist, I took most offense to the notion that art in the graffiti style, but legally presented on free walls or inside museums, should be protested, since it sets a "bad example" for children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, troll the Louvre one day to see some "bad examples" that are most certainly considered art, and that these anti-graffiti activists will most certainly appreciate.  Prostitution, political corruption, drunkenness, slavery... all represented in the majority of "fine art" museums.  The real reason these people do not want the "graffiti-style" artwork hanging in their museums is that it is not of their taste.  And there is no accounting for taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is why I propose the following experiment for anyone who is bored and owns a paintbrush or spray can:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paint traditional artwork illegally in alleys and under bridges (please refrain from ruining anyone's business in this troubled economy though!) and observe the public reaction.  Here are some samples of what to paint:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 610px; height: 700px;" src="http://www.luc.edu/depts/history/dennis/Visual_Arts/03-Rococo_Fragonard_The-Swing.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 349px;" src="http://www.penwith.co.uk/artofeurope/gainsborough_andrews.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 596px; height: 598px;" src="http://www.artinthepicture.com/artists/Claude_Monet/water_lilies.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 566px; height: 378px;" src="http://lipna.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/thomas_kinkade_oil_painting.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(top to bottom: Fragonard, Gainsborough, Monet, Kinkade*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The first three will not sue you for reproducing their paintings... however I make no guarantees about Thomas Kinkade.  That said, illegally painting his oh so cozy landscapes would fill me with such subversive joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-7471298078945239984?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/7471298078945239984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/graffiti-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7471298078945239984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/7471298078945239984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/graffiti-art.html' title='Graffiti art'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-3443770578096896079</id><published>2009-02-06T17:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:51:26.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='differentiation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progenitor cells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neuroscience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='developmental neurobiology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell division'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>Developmental Neurobiology: A primer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYzwgcTzpsI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Pe6DaqBbn1Y/s1600-h/neuraltube1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note: I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a developmental neurobiologist!!! I am a behavioral neuroscientist, which is strikingly different, despite the similarly fancy sounding names.  That said, I do understand some basics of developmental neurobiology, which allowed me to understand Dr. McConnell's lecture today.  While I won't go into the details of her talk, I would like to explain the super basics of neurobiology so that you can know, and I can remember.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, when we are developing in utero, we are just a bundle of cells.  These cells start out basically the same, but eventually divide and become different types of cells (neurons, skin cells, bone cells, etc.).  Interestingly enough, these initial cells are most similar to neurons from the get-go.  At some point during development, these cells divide into neurons, and bone/skin cells.  After this happens, the neurons undergo a similar differentiation process, eventually becoming the multitude of neurons that exist in the br&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ain.  Meanwhile, the bundle of nerve cells that is developing  (called the neural tube) grows and folds until it is s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haped like the brain we know and love :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYzw7AYmqzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/G63QYu6zqm4/s400/neuraltube1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299875758014376754" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But how does this happen?  How do these cells know what to become, and where to go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer is fairly simple (although there are complex things going on that I won't go into, partially because I don't know myself!): concentration gradients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I said the initial tissue was most similar to nerve tissue.  There are two initial factors on each side of the tube; one side has a factor called Bone Morphogenic Protein (BMP), and the other has a protein called Wnt (the name doesn't really have much meaning to a non-biologist!).  Each one is more highly concentrated on one side, but in the middle there is a mixture.  At each cell, there is a fight going on between these two proteins.  If they are more "Wnt" then they stay nerve tissue.  If they are more "B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MP" they differentiate and become bones and skin, etc.  This gradient continues to act; the nerve cells that are closer to BMP become the peripheral nervous system; the Wnt-iest cells become the brain and spinal cord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other concentration gradients form (most notably Sonic Hedgehog) and do basically the same thing; telling neurons what they will become.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 373px; height: 292px;" src="http://www.rndsystems.com/dam_public/5904.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all of the fighting, there is a time-dependent battle in neurogenesis.  Since some cells want to send their axons to the brain stem, and others want to communicate with the cerebral cortex, more nerve differentiation must occur (if you think of how many neurons there are in the body, this will make sense to you!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Anyway, you start out with a cell called a "progenitor cell."  This cell is like a blank slate for neurons; it can become anything.  Early on, all of these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; cells either lay dormant, or become sub-cortical cells (axons go to brain stem).  As time goes on, these cells become other parts of the brain, but the last ones to develop are the cortex cells (cortical-cortical, meaning they transfer information from one part of the cortex to another).  All of these cells come from the same progenitor cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYz26S0t_8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/mSKIZuiCWns/s400/progenitor.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299882342854033346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is interesting is if you take a cell from the beginning process (when it should be turning into a sub-cortical cell) and implant it into the late process (cortical-cortical), the cell will become a cortical-cortical cell.  So the progenitor cell adapts to the environment that is telling it to become cortical-cortical, despite initially wanting to become sub-cortical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you take a cell from the end process (when it should be turning into a cortical-cortical cell) and put it in the beginning process, it will lay dormant until the cortical-cortical environment occurs, and it will become a cortical-cortical process.  So basically a progenitor cell loses its ability to adapt to different environments as time goes on.  Eventually progenitor cells become support cells for the brain (glia), or adult stem cells (which can still differentiate into several different types of brain tissue in a similar manner).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, if this didn't put you to sleep, you might consider a job as a neuroscientist! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-3443770578096896079?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/3443770578096896079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/developmental-neurobiology-primer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3443770578096896079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3443770578096896079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/developmental-neurobiology-primer.html' title='Developmental Neurobiology: A primer.'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYzw7AYmqzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/G63QYu6zqm4/s72-c/neuraltube1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-4855833417044180476</id><published>2009-02-06T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:46:10.489-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today I feel much better than yesterday.  I woke up earlier (8am, still have work to do to get to work before 9), and had a good stretch, cup of tea, and shower.  I am thinking of adding stretching to my AM routine, since I think a lot of my lethargy comes from muscle soreness.  Anyway, I got a cookie from my office, and a cup of coffee from the lounge, and went in at 9:30 to go to Friday Reading, where we discussed innervation of the tongue.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went to a lecture by Dr. Susan McConnell from Stanford, who discussed the development of the brain.  In my next blog entry, I will go over some of the basics of this, for anyone curious (if you don't care at all about developmental neurobiology, you can skip the entry!).  Anyway, Dr. McConnell was a wonderful speaker; I envy her abilities tremendously.  There is something wonderful about a person who not only gets excited about their work, but projects that excitement onto the entire room.  I think Stanford will be getting several postdoctoral applicants from the Purdue bio department.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after the talk, I did my typical lab routine of weighing food, inflating balloons, nicking tails, and catheterizing jugulars, but I took a break to go for a run, and enjoy the weather outside.  It was a perfect day; sunny and warm (40-something degrees), almost my optimal running temp (around 55 degrees), and the run would have been perfect if it had not been for a slight stomach ache I was having (my tummy still feels a little funny, but I'm sure it will go away!).  After the run, I came back to the lab and did my last surgery (I watched Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice today; I am all out of medical shows!!! What will I do!?!?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was altogether a good day.  I think I like being busy, but only so busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-4855833417044180476?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/4855833417044180476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4855833417044180476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/4855833417044180476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-8400495301680018202</id><published>2009-02-05T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:10:16.983-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, Busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYu3_hX7wxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AQeLirD0_rE/s1600-h/C1w10_ExhaustedPose_REV_R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYu3_hX7wxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AQeLirD0_rE/s400/C1w10_ExhaustedPose_REV_R.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299531688449917714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYu355cxk7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/72miHrsd79c/s1600-h/C1w10_ExhaustedPose_REV_R.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a long day in a string of long days, and I'm tired, and possibly vitamin-deficient (I took some just recently; I'm hoping it will make me feel better!).  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My day progressed as follows:   Woke up, got coffee from  &lt;a href="http://www.greyhousecoffee.com/"&gt;Greyhouse&lt;/a&gt;, and went into the lab a little later than intended, after going to bed super late last night (reading about the "trace" in "trace conditioning."  Super.), then inflated the gastric balloons in my rats, then weighed rat chow, then helped remove food/water from Annette's drunken rats, then ate lunch ((BREATHE!))...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...then began removing alcohol bottles from Annette's drunken rats, this was interrupted when I was bitten by a rat (through the cage!).  After that, I helped obtain blood from RJ's rats via tail nick, then did a surgery, then tried to do another surgery but the rat failed to cooperate [he was anesthesia-resistant!!!], then gathered more blood from RJ's rats, labeled eppendorf tubes, did two more surgeries, read two papers, and went home.  I still have several other papers to read, but I really don't wanna!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have three more jugular catheters to put in, I need to write a statement of career goals so that I can continue to have funding, and make intra-gastric balloons for my rats.  Then I will have still more papers to read for Kim/TD's classes, and the sacrifice of this group of LOON rats, as well as another set of papers to read.... I am the worst reader of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep trying to get ahead in school and work, but as soon as I'm caught up on one thing, something else creeps up.  It is frustrating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-8400495301680018202?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/8400495301680018202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8400495301680018202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8400495301680018202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, Busy...'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYu3_hX7wxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AQeLirD0_rE/s72-c/C1w10_ExhaustedPose_REV_R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-6619261285414879366</id><published>2009-02-05T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:03:10.495-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evanston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><title type='text'>10 year old suicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://snsimages.tribune.com/media/photo/2009-02/44881009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 425px;" src="http://snsimages.tribune.com/media/photo/2009-02/44881009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chicago Tribune is reporting a &lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/sns-ap-student-hanged,0,1399720.story?obref=outbrain"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; of a 10 year old Evanston boy who was found hanging from a hook in the school bathroom.  The coroner has ruled it a suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assuming it was a suicide (many are skeptical, thinking it was a bully who hung him up there for laughs), this is one of the most bizarrely depressing stories I have read, and it has left me wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychologically, what compels a 10 year old to take his own life?  I suppose the question is what compels anyone to.  Depression, chronic pain, hallucinations?  Was the boy even aware of what he was doing, or was he imitating something he saw on TV?  Given that the boy was reportedly happy, what changed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are approximately 3 dozen child suicides per year in this country.  What were all of these kids thinking?  What differentiates child suicide from accidental death?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-6619261285414879366?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/6619261285414879366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-year-old-suicide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/6619261285414879366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/6619261285414879366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-year-old-suicide.html' title='10 year old suicide'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-9134979484494221949</id><published>2009-02-04T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:47:55.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jugular catheter'/><title type='text'>Rat Surgeries</title><content type='html'>I am just about to start my last rat surgery for the day.  Today, it is jugular catheters.  This means I insert a small piece of tubing into the rat's jugular vein so that we can draw blood without hurting the rat or disrupting his feeding cycle.  I have finished 3 today, and have 7 more to do (including the 4th of the day) this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally these surgeries are fun for me, but today I am just not feeling it.  Hopefully this won't affect the outcomes.  FYI, here is a bad picture of the area I'm catheterizing... the greenish part is the jugular vein.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.microdev.nl/images/pvc-rat-kop-klein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 492px; height: 252px;" src="http://www.microdev.nl/images/pvc-rat-kop-klein.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-9134979484494221949?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/9134979484494221949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/rat-surgeries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/9134979484494221949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/9134979484494221949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/rat-surgeries.html' title='Rat Surgeries'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-2718106872832013873</id><published>2009-02-04T05:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T06:18:36.172-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholicism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cathedral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Architecture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fire'/><title type='text'>Chicago fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/media/photo/2009-02/44869436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.chicagotribune.com/media/photo/2009-02/44869436.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of the beautiful Holy Name Cathedral in Chicago, as firefighters attempt to save it from a fire this morning.  According to reports, no-one was injured, but they still have not identified the cause of the blaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an art/architecture buff, I always get particularly sad when this type of tragedy happens.  Much of the contents of these buildings are works of art, or historical relics (and in the case of Catholic churches, often anthropological relics as well).  When a modern building burns down, the first thing I think of is whether or not everyone is OK.  When a beautiful old building catches fire, my thoughts are more muddled between concern for life and concern for the aesthetics.  I probably have my priorities out of whack, but for your perusal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the interior of Holy Name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.soderlundbrothers.com/Jobs%20We%20Have%20Done/HolyName/HolyName7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.soderlundbrothers.com/Jobs%20We%20Have%20Done/HolyName/HolyName7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the organ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pipedreams.publicradio.org/gallery/pix/midwest/illinois/chicago_holynameflentrop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 461px;" src="http://pipedreams.publicradio.org/gallery/pix/midwest/illinois/chicago_holynameflentrop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Galeros, which are the ceremonial hats of each of the Cardinals that have died while serving there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/97/207636141_1b03f44649.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/97/207636141_1b03f44649.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when Cardinal Bernardin passed away, and they hung his Galero on the ceiling.  From what the Tribune says, there is some water damage, so I hope they are OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Name recently reopened after a long stretch of renovations, so it is particularly sad for their Parishoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always sad to see anything in Chicago burn down.  Until I hear otherwise, I will blame it on Mrs. O'Leary's cow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-2718106872832013873?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/2718106872832013873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/chicago-fire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2718106872832013873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2718106872832013873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/chicago-fire.html' title='Chicago fire'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-8585269454664346165</id><published>2009-02-03T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:36:54.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retreat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholicism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pre-cana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Catholic Wedding Planning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sfxparish.org/images/church1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.sfxparish.org/images/church1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since Dan and I are getting married at St. Francis Xavier in Wilmette, IL, we will need to abide by all of the protocols instilled by the Church.  For my own reference, and to help anyone else in planning their Catholic wedding, I will be chronicling the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan and I fall into a special (although not particularly rare) group, according to the Catholic Church, because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;we live together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan is not Catholic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That said, we are also not in the even more special group of people who:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;have been married before&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have one non-Christian (or non-baptized) partner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;(these people will have to turn elsewhere for info on the marriage process).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since SFX is in Chicagoland, and Dan and I are in West Lafayette, we are completing all of the coursework here, at St. Thomas Aquinas (the Catholic center at Purdue).  I spoke to the lady in charge of everything, Eileen Strater, on the phone today.  She was really helpful in explaining what we will need to have accomplished prior to our wedding.  Here is an overview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet and fill out a questionnaire.  There will be 150+ questions (more for us, b/c of our "special" status)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to a pre-cana retreat  (ours will be Saturday, 2/21, pretty much all day)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend several other meetings (she said about 3, around 1h each) to discuss our answers to the questionnaire, and discuss different topics such as conflict resolution, commitment, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fill out paperwork.  This includes obtaining a "freedom to marry" affidavit, which our parents are to fill out, to prove that we haven't been married before, and that there is nothing that is in the way of us getting married before the Church.  We also need to obtain baptismal certificates (Dan's can be any sort of proof of baptism; mine has to be an official Catholic document from the place I was baptized).  These need to be obtained within the 6 months prior to the wedding (so between April 10, and October 10, 2009).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That seems to be about it; I will blog about the retreat and meetings.  I think it is interesting to know how people prepare for marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-8585269454664346165?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/8585269454664346165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/catholic-wedding-planning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8585269454664346165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8585269454664346165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/catholic-wedding-planning.html' title='Catholic Wedding Planning'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-6119196601518241561</id><published>2009-02-03T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:51:11.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no Snuffy... Only Zuul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blaugh.com/cartoons/070228_google_snuffs_snuffy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 447px; height: 250px;" src="http://blaugh.com/cartoons/070228_google_snuffs_snuffy.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly, Snuffy came and went this AM, and we have very little to show for it.  The previous homeowners jury-rigged the system such that only the hot water was connected to the softener.  WTF is the point in that?  Anyway, it will take 4 hours to set it up so that *all* of our water is softened, and Snuffy did not have 4 hours to spare today.  He will come again in a week though; I suppose my hair can wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-6119196601518241561?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/6119196601518241561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-is-no-snuffy-only-zuul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/6119196601518241561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/6119196601518241561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-is-no-snuffy-only-zuul.html' title='There is no Snuffy... Only Zuul.'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-2144929635232913334</id><published>2009-02-03T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T05:09:42.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for Snuffy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greetings.ca/snuffleupagus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 174px;" src="http://www.greetings.ca/snuffleupagus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is an exciting morning in home-improvement land, my friends! Today we finally get our water softener replaced by Snuffy the Plumber!  I love his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not everyone finds softened water as exciting as I do, but it means a few lovely things: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Better hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Better skin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Less soapscum sticking to the side of the bathtub (I hope, anyway!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So here's hoping Snuffy has no problems with the snow outside, and can get here soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-2144929635232913334?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/2144929635232913334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/waiting-for-snuffy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2144929635232913334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2144929635232913334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/waiting-for-snuffy.html' title='Waiting for Snuffy'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-3315814035925849477</id><published>2009-02-02T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:45:02.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philanthropy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Dance Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYdnDhf48xI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ikk8Lbw-rcE/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYdnDhf48xI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ikk8Lbw-rcE/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298316796854072082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother, Charlie, is pulling all of the philanthropic weight of the family lately.  In October, my brother ran the Chicago Marathon for an organization called Dance Marathon, which benefits the oncology department of the University of Iowa Children's Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he is *dancing* the Dance Marathon in Iowa; he will be dancing (or at least standing) for 24 (continuous) hours this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is trying to raise $1000 in 4 days for this cause; he has made a good start but still has a ways to go.  If you feel the need to donate, you can go &lt;a href="http://www.kidsmiracles.org/Page.aspx?pid=608&amp;amp;frsid=17073"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, everyone!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-3315814035925849477?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/3315814035925849477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/dance-marathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3315814035925849477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/3315814035925849477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/dance-marathon.html' title='Dance Marathon'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYdnDhf48xI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ikk8Lbw-rcE/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-2122730545428587248</id><published>2009-02-02T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T07:24:42.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='degree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jill Biden'/><title type='text'>That's *doctor* evil, to you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.storyboardtoys.com/store/Doctor-Veterinarian-Dolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 214px;" src="http://www.storyboardtoys.com/store/Doctor-Veterinarian-Dolls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LA Times has an &lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/nation/la-na-dr-jill-biden2-2009feb02,0,3990925.story"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;about Jill Biden, who holds a doctorate in education, wanting to be addressed as Dr., rather than Mrs., Biden (the article also mentions that she is really the first "second lady" to hold a job in the regular work force, which I think is pretty cool).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the article seems to imply that the title "doctor" is to be reserved for those practicing medicine.  I find this short sided.  The Ph.D. preceded the M.D. historically, and the education levels are comparable.  The reason that "doctor" seems to refer to those in the medical profession seems to stem from the fact that the general public encounters medical doctors far more often than they do doctors of philosophy (until they go to college, that is, and the fact remains that many of us do not attend universities).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, if one wishes to respect medical doctors more than doctors of philosophy, this is their perogative (after all, M.D.s save peoples lives in a much, much more direct sense than a Ph.D. [if the Ph.D. is in the business of saving lives at all]).  However, both professions require an enormous amount of intellegence and training, and both set out to serve the public good.  Jill Biden, like any other doctor, deserves the title associated with all of that training!  Suggesting it impolite for her to suggest it is ridiculous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-2122730545428587248?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/2122730545428587248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/thats-doctor-evil-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2122730545428587248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/2122730545428587248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/thats-doctor-evil-to-you.html' title='That&apos;s *doctor* evil, to you...'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3460005468755748117.post-8902402248739137177</id><published>2009-02-01T14:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T05:21:17.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>First post.</title><content type='html'>Hi, everybody!  After much procrastination, I have decided it is time I start writing my thoughts down, so that I don't forget them in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main topics of this blog will most likely be: science, psychology, fitness, nutrition, grad school (in general), art, travel, and wedding planning (the last one will probably only be until October, when I will be married(!!!) and therefore not so focused on planning weddings).  There will also probably be "feelings" discussed here, but I will try to keep them at least somewhat interesting, and pertinent to some sort of topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYlPzr4GVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Bv6ERFKV2Bc/s1600-h/IMG_7164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYlPzr4GVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Bv6ERFKV2Bc/s320/IMG_7164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297962965150472530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have had a reasonably productive weekend thus far!  Yesterday, I made cupcakes with roses on them; there is about as much icing as cupcake on each one, which I'm sure Katie would love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, if anybody wants to learn how to make roses, it is a lot easier than it looks.  Look up "buttercream rose" on youtube, and copy people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I learned Dan's special techniques for making pancakes, and then went for a run.  I was wearing my Hind running tights and top (both of which I got for Christmas - thanks Mom!), which are both black, and a ski mask that I found in the closet; I looked somewhere between cat-burglar and ninja (save the pink sneakers!).  The weather was really nice out; I didn't need the mask (normally the cold air hurts my lungs, and I am crying by mile no. 2, but this time I did 4 miles without a lot of trouble, and was actually quite hot by the end of it).  Here is a ninja-pic for you all to enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYl3n1Pb_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/o4BLimUZN2Q/s1600-h/Photo+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYl3n1Pb_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/o4BLimUZN2Q/s320/Photo+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297963649163292658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I am going to go to to visit Chrissy and Chris for El Tazón&lt;span onclick="dr4sdgryt2(event)" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Magnífico (and then to Brad's for the other half of the game).  Honestly, I don't think I can muster up enough enthusiasm for either team, or the event itself; I am more interested to see which companies still have money to afford commercials... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys their weekends!  Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Sara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3460005468755748117-8902402248739137177?l=sarahargrave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/feeds/8902402248739137177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8902402248739137177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3460005468755748117/posts/default/8902402248739137177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahargrave.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-post.html' title='First post.'/><author><name>sarawithnoh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03155653172225571056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYogKPxfvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/UCjP1Te2xB8/S220/Photo+198.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQdJlvPgQJs/SYYlPzr4GVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Bv6ERFKV2Bc/s72-c/IMG_7164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
