<?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-19555806</id><updated>2011-08-27T07:05:15.414-04:00</updated><category term='crochet'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='Knitting News'/><category term='toys'/><category term='Projects'/><title type='text'>Chronicles of She</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-9075367205637332329</id><published>2007-09-09T20:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:09.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Packed My Bags and Hit the Road</title><summary type='text'> The bags are packed and I hit the road. It's not you Blogger, it's me. I need just a little more flexability without all the hassle. In the meantime, I'll be speading my wings over HERE.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/9075367205637332329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=9075367205637332329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/9075367205637332329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/9075367205637332329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/09/packed-my-bags-and-hit-road.html' title='Packed My Bags and Hit the Road'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/RuSXPR45tpI/AAAAAAAAAGI/tm9lfpEMZII/s72-c/FAN2027890_Veer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-6734925939702418161</id><published>2007-09-05T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:09.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... And how was your weekend? Mine was quiet. Usually Labor Day will find me jumpin' up pon de Parkway, but my heart wasn't into it this year. As much as I love the music and food and meeting up with family and friends, the projected million plus crowd was a deterrent. So I headed out to Queens to see my Mom and pick up the Mal-Man since he has been spending his last few days of summer with is "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6734925939702418161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=6734925939702418161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/6734925939702418161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/6734925939702418161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/Rt6qhB45tnI/AAAAAAAAAF4/x81PWJB9ilU/s72-c/5175EJRW9XL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-1743054170712435084</id><published>2007-08-27T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:10.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession</title><summary type='text'>With a little free time on my hands, I have been obsessing over sock yarn. I guess with the rainy and chilly weather last week and The Holiday on constant rotation in the dvd player, I am ready for a seasonal change [among other things].  Here's just a sample of what's in the stash.Koigu KPPM - I bought this colorway at Purl Soho wih the intention of knitting something "fun" for my sister. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1743054170712435084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=1743054170712435084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/1743054170712435084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/1743054170712435084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/08/obsession.html' title='Obsession'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/RtL8_R45tfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/5S4z2IyGC4g/s72-c/koigu1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-8791146192611833562</id><published>2007-08-10T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T23:48:35.461-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mini Rant / Turning Up Jill Scott</title><summary type='text'>I know I haven't been around "in a minute".  I have been busy trying to get my hustle on looking for a new j-o-b. It's the same old corporate story. I have been freelancing for a year at a publishing company and was even offered a staff position. However, the editor-in-chief felt it was "too expensive" to keep me on. **BIG SIGH** I know a lot of it had to do with the fact that she felt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/8791146192611833562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=8791146192611833562' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/8791146192611833562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/8791146192611833562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/08/mini-rant-turning-up-jill-scott.html' title='A Mini Rant / Turning Up Jill Scott'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-6669437139562101267</id><published>2007-07-22T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:10.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah's Earrings</title><summary type='text'>My Sister Sarah LOVES to keep me on my toes. If she is not trying to get me to cook something ( she loves my Mac &amp; Cheese and Saltfish with Calaloo and Okra), she is trying to get me to don my design hat. So when she came to me and asked me to make something for her to "rock" at an upcoming fashion show, I couldn't resist. However, time was not on my side. So, I made these for her:I basically </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6669437139562101267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=6669437139562101267' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/6669437139562101267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/6669437139562101267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/07/sarahs-earrings.html' title='Sarah&apos;s Earrings'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/RqQkMxTau-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/myfxActU0s4/s72-c/DSC_0234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-1216536823824762478</id><published>2007-06-28T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:10.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much To Tell III ... Chich'en Itza</title><summary type='text'>It is no secret that I love learning about different cultures. If I wasn't designing, I would probably be doing something in anthropology or history. That's why when we decided to go to Chich'en Itza, I was happier than a kid on Christmas morning. I LOVED the fact that our tour guide was very informative about the history of the Mayan people and the plight they are facing today. Some on the tour </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1216536823824762478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=1216536823824762478' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/1216536823824762478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/1216536823824762478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-much-to-tell-iii-chichen-itza.html' title='So Much To Tell III ... Chich&apos;en Itza'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/Rob5bu2CwaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nwiD4ik1M9o/s72-c/mayan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-4975567583340722310</id><published>2007-06-18T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:11.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much To Tell Part II</title><summary type='text'>For our five year anniversary, the husband and I decided to go to Mexcio. Woo Hoo ... any chance to get out the concrete jungle I embrace with absolute JOY!  We were looking forward to some sun and much needed relaxation, so we didn't want to stay in Cancun, and there were three criteria we wanted ... 1) Adults Only ( sorry kiddies but the adults need some play time too) 2) Ultimate Relaxation ..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4975567583340722310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=4975567583340722310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/4975567583340722310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/4975567583340722310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-much-to-tell-part-ii.html' title='So Much To Tell Part II'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/RnnCMHRSfCI/AAAAAAAAADw/iD_EDY8AIiQ/s72-c/DSC_0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-5254399278021421517</id><published>2007-06-09T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:12:14.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much to Tell ... Part I</title><summary type='text'>This past week has been a whirlwind of new experiences andpure unadulterated bliss.It all began on June 1st. I had the extreme pleasure of meeting some FABULOUS women. Sahara, Chante, Shameka, Njoya, and I (to name a few) were on hand to celebrate Saunielle's visit to NYC at Native Restaurant in Harlem. Now I have to be honest, I was a bit intimidated. It is always that way for me when venturing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5254399278021421517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=5254399278021421517' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/5254399278021421517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/5254399278021421517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-much-to-tell-part-i.html' title='So Much to Tell ... Part I'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-967575529326746038</id><published>2007-05-25T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:11.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>My New Toy</title><summary type='text'>I bought a new toy today ... the Nikon D40. I had my eye on this baby for awhile, but held out. I gave in when in the middle of a product shoot my Sony Cybershot died on me. I was so tired of the images coming out dark and blurry ... and forget the batteries (not to mention looking unprofessional... uugghh!). Either it was eating them up an hour at a time or the rechargeable ones did not stay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/967575529326746038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=967575529326746038' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/967575529326746038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/967575529326746038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-bought-new-toy-today.html' title='My New Toy'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/RleIvcbnADI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8UU3417LSsg/s72-c/nikond40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-1213737970867732921</id><published>2007-05-19T15:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:11.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>The Crochet Hats of Dorze</title><summary type='text'>I have a confession to make ... I am a magazine junkie. The third week of the month you can find me chasing down the mailman for my precious periodicals. One such gem is Selvedge magazine from the UK.I tore off the postal plastic like a five year old on Christmas morning and took a deep breath...making sure I could capture the remnants or ink and fresh paper in my lungs. I settled into the corner</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1213737970867732921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=1213737970867732921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/1213737970867732921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/1213737970867732921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/05/crochet-hats-of-dorze.html' title='The Crochet Hats of Dorze'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/Rk9RPsbnACI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8C4OrefEMRA/s72-c/dorze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-5472675000263870881</id><published>2007-05-08T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T07:48:30.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><title type='text'>Crochet Flower</title><summary type='text'>Mrs.Purls asked me about the crochet flowers I used to embellish the blanket. I found the pattern in Crochet for Dummies (seriously). Here's the pattern:One Color FlowerCenter Ring:  Leaving a 6in. length, ch 6 and join intoa ring with 1 sl st in first ch.Rnd 1:           Ch 1, work 15 sc in ring, sl st in first sc to join.Rnd 2:           Ch 1, *sc in each sc, ch 3, skip next 2 sc*, rep from * </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5472675000263870881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=5472675000263870881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/5472675000263870881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/5472675000263870881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/05/crochet-flower.html' title='Crochet Flower'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-6070200898590710557</id><published>2007-05-01T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:11.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><title type='text'>Bad Blogger / Good Gifter</title><summary type='text'>I know ... I have been a bad blogger. It's been ages since my last post and so much has happened since then. Where shall I begin. Well, I have been tackling the concrete jungle for the past couple of months toying with corporate America but not getting totally sucked in. It feels good to just go in, do my work and leave all the corporate "BS" and politics behind...and truth be told, I love it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6070200898590710557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=6070200898590710557' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/6070200898590710557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/6070200898590710557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/05/bad-blogger-good-gifter.html' title='Bad Blogger / Good Gifter'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/RjgLowFg9iI/AAAAAAAAACs/vrfsBgNOCMg/s72-c/babyblanket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-2115539568570383131</id><published>2007-03-13T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T20:40:28.617-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting News'/><title type='text'>Congratulations Eunny!</title><summary type='text'>Guess who is the new editor of  Interweave Knits magazine ! ... one of my favorite bloggers ... Eunny Jang! Woo Hoo! Check out the press release here, ... and her blog here.  You Go Girl!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/2115539568570383131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=2115539568570383131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/2115539568570383131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/2115539568570383131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/03/congratulations-eunny.html' title='Congratulations Eunny!'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-5070267214081540694</id><published>2007-02-05T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:11.943-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><title type='text'>Happy Hooker</title><summary type='text'>I have been a crocheting fool lately. I guess it stems from the fact that up until a couple of weeks ago, I could not crochet worth a damn. Seriously. My crochet skills did not extend further than doing a chain for an invisible cast on. You see, when I was younger, my family "traumatized" me. I just did not understand the concept of creating a loop and pulling the yarn through said loop. What </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5070267214081540694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=5070267214081540694' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/5070267214081540694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/5070267214081540694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-hooker.html' title='Happy Hooker'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/Rcekuk4cDrI/AAAAAAAAACc/80y1ZXPND6g/s72-c/070896_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-8406566834924137811</id><published>2007-01-11T11:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:12.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projects'/><title type='text'>Ebony Purls Knitting Circle Project</title><summary type='text'>Do you remember me telling you about me being busy with a lot of mini projects? Well here is one of those projects. Nicole from Ebony Purls Knitting Circle in Los Angeles contacted me and asked me to do a logo for her. I was all too happy.The first one I did was based on a a knitted swatch with "ebony purls" knitted within. The second logo was based on a sketch of one of the members. It is a play</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/8406566834924137811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=8406566834924137811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/8406566834924137811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/8406566834924137811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/01/ebony-purls-knitting-circle-project.html' title='Ebony Purls Knitting Circle Project'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/RaZuDUOEZ2I/AAAAAAAAACE/KH9UmPFCtOs/s72-c/eplogo4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-4260554389060019248</id><published>2007-01-06T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T10:31:24.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Me - Happy 2007</title><summary type='text'>Well, It's back to basics for me. The last couple of weeks have merged into one big "day" ... which has left little time for me to do anything "creative".  My free time has been spent veggin' out in front of the big screen.  I got a chance to see the blockbusters of the season, The Pursuit of Happyness { What an EMOTIONAL story! Even the Mal-Man teared up at the end, declaring that it deserved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4260554389060019248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=4260554389060019248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/4260554389060019248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/4260554389060019248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-to-basicshttpwww2bloggercomimgglli.html' title='Back To Me - Happy 2007'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-855358846452568432</id><published>2006-12-28T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:12.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><summary type='text'>Happy Holidays Everyone! I know I have been missing in action ... again, but I haven't been doing much lately in terms of creating in th last couple of weeks. I have been busy playing catch up with work and when I get home, I can't even look at my computer. I am bordering on neglect. I did manage to to slip in some new projects for my store though. Hopefully, I will get the chance to show you in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/855358846452568432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=855358846452568432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/855358846452568432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/855358846452568432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/RZR4VEkGs4I/AAAAAAAAABE/YEsDPOvPvyE/s72-c/gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-116572650600942056</id><published>2006-12-09T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:56:12.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting News'/><title type='text'>4 Wool Drive</title><summary type='text'>Lauren is a final year graduate in the School of Art and Design at Bath Spa University.For her Graduate Exhibition she presented a full scale knitted version of a Ferrari, a hairy combination of a Testa Rossa and a 355 - complete with windscreen wipers, wing mirrors, low profile tyres and the famous prancing horse logo, all knitted in glorious Ferrari red (wool generously supplied by Sirdar).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/116572650600942056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=116572650600942056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116572650600942056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116572650600942056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/12/4-wool-drive.html' title='4 Wool Drive'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XOV9QZEz2Gs/RXuVeyo34cI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_5dRtC3eYus/s72-c/2006-126-wool-red-ferrari-fa3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-116299861659202873</id><published>2006-11-08T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:13:23.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magazine Aisles II - Martha Stewart Holiday Handmade Gifts</title><summary type='text'>You can't help but LOVE Martha. I think I was the only one spearheading the campaign amongst my friends to free Martha when she went through her court ordeal . . . from free Martha T-shirts to holding night time vigils. Okay, I wasn't that serious (HAH!) but I did feel for her.Part II of the Magazine Aisles is featuring her Holiday Handmade Gifts Special Edition. Usually I am intrigued by her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/116299861659202873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=116299861659202873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116299861659202873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116299861659202873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/11/magazine-aisles-ii-martha-stewart.html' title='The Magazine Aisles II - Martha Stewart Holiday Handmade Gifts'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-116229943967739634</id><published>2006-10-31T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T20:20:32.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Magazine Aisles...Part I...Craftzine</title><summary type='text'>So, I'm cruising the magazine aisles at Borders when these two knitted robots caught my eye. Woo Hoo, I thought, knitted toys! So, I purchased the "zine" without checking out the contents. I was in a rush...but giddy with anticipation. As I neatly laid my sandwich and chips out on my desk, I pulled Craft out of the bag and set it away from the Snapple so as not to spill anything on its precious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/116229943967739634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=116229943967739634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116229943967739634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116229943967739634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/10/magazine-aislespart-icraftzine.html' title='The Magazine Aisles...Part I...Craftzine'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-116122218570858613</id><published>2006-10-18T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T22:31:45.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah and Zipporah and Lilah</title><summary type='text'>I am not a "religious" person. I tend to be more spiritual than anything. Lately, I have had this fascination with the Bible and finding the hidden truths and meanings written between the words. I remember when I was in the eighth grade my religion teacher (yep, I survived Catholic school) exclaimed that she had read one of the most fascinating books ever written. As 13 year old girls who lived </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/116122218570858613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=116122218570858613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116122218570858613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116122218570858613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/10/sarah-and-zipporah-and-lilah.html' title='Sarah and Zipporah and Lilah'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-116041397306554614</id><published>2006-10-09T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:12:54.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless</title><summary type='text'>I was enticed by the smoky colors radiating from my computer screen...tempting me to bid...and I won!  Woo Hoo, gotta love eBay.  I was looking for some sock yarn for a project for my mother. I can't decide whether to make her socks or a shawl. However, I can't stop touching this yarn. It is a whopping 4 ounces (550 yards) of 100% superwash merino in smoky gray with a touch of brown and a dab of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/116041397306554614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=116041397306554614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116041397306554614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/116041397306554614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/10/fearless.html' title='Fearless'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-115388408975430180</id><published>2006-07-25T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:05:08.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a Long Time ...</title><summary type='text'>Recalling the lyrics of Rakim (Hip-Hop Heads bob yo' heads) I hadn't realized how long it has been since my last post. Where do I begin?In my family, July is the month of birthdays, I kicked it off on the 3rd by turning the big 3-5 while my Mom brought in her birthday with the Macy's fireworks.  It was really cool because it was my first time seeing the fireworks in person and not celebrating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/115388408975430180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=115388408975430180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/115388408975430180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/115388408975430180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been a Long Time ...'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-115167782126379974</id><published>2006-06-30T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T10:31:55.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies, Babies Everywhere</title><summary type='text'>My friend, Maris, did not make it back to Toronto in time. Little Sydney wanted to make a New York debut and two weeks early at that. Maris was in New York City visiting family and friends before heading back to Canada. I have to commend her. This is her fourth (1-2-3-4!) girl! Simone, Sinclaire and Sierra will be ecstatic to see the gift their Mom and Dad are bringing them. As much as I wanted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/115167782126379974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=115167782126379974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/115167782126379974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/115167782126379974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/06/babies-babies-everywhere.html' title='Babies, Babies Everywhere'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-115110921245217913</id><published>2006-06-23T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:39:31.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><summary type='text'>summertime and the living is easy ... fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high - George Gershwin - Porgy and BessI've been at it again.  Trying to make this blog an extension of me.  The last couple of days in NYC has been helluva hot and humid ... and being the summer baby that I am, I LOVE IT.Work has slowed down some and I have been thinking about the purpose of my blog lately.  I toyed with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/115110921245217913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=115110921245217913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/115110921245217913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/115110921245217913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/06/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-115048186271600216</id><published>2006-06-16T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T14:17:42.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy Comes in the Morning</title><summary type='text'>Joy comes in the Morning. I remember the pastor belting that out one Sunday when I was younger. To amuse myself,  I would try to think all the possible reasons why Deacon Roberts always had a sour look on his face.  My mother told me once that he didn't eat enough prunes, but as observant as I was, I knew it had to be his wife's offensive smelling perfume.  It was the kind that lingered a long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/115048186271600216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=115048186271600216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/115048186271600216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/115048186271600216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/06/joy-comes-in-morning.html' title='Joy Comes in the Morning'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114951560451701683</id><published>2006-06-05T09:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T09:56:36.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of the Storm</title><summary type='text'>It's all Beverly Jenkins' fault.  Who told her to write the most captivating historical romance novels!? Her characters draw you in with their strength and perserverance at a time when the United States  were at odds with each other.  She enlightens you to the struggles of the race and the accomplishments made to reach the state we are at today.  Further more, who can help being intrigued by a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114951560451701683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114951560451701683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114951560451701683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114951560451701683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/06/winds-of-storm.html' title='Winds of the Storm'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114839849202168837</id><published>2006-05-23T11:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T11:45:03.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>By Popular Demand</title><summary type='text'>I want to thank everyone for all the support they have shown for the Knit On! cards and journals.  I really appreciate it. (smooches!)My mother's friend asked me for a tote bag and I received several requests for tees.  So, without further ado, you can check them out here and here.I have to admit, I was pleasantly surprised with the totes. I hope you like them too ... and they can be  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114839849202168837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114839849202168837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114839849202168837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114839849202168837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/05/by-popular-demand.html' title='By Popular Demand'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114796622526916683</id><published>2006-05-18T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T11:30:25.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Couch Potato (for this week only)</title><summary type='text'>I can't seem to remove myself from in front of the t.v.  This was one H-O-T-T week for television.Let's start with America's Next Top Model:I am too psyched that Danielle won.  When cycle 7 began, I was rooting for Nnenna and Danielle. When Nnenna was booted off ( I think she was misunderstood) my pom-poms began to cheer for Danielle. I was a little tired of the judges always pointing out her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114796622526916683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114796622526916683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114796622526916683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114796622526916683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-couch-potato-for-this-week-only.html' title='I&apos;m A Couch Potato (for this week only)'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114739261055886084</id><published>2006-05-11T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T20:10:10.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All Work and No Knitting</title><summary type='text'>I haven't knit a stitch all week.I've been under the gun y'all . . . fo real.But, I am almost there.For now, you can check it out ...here.Have a Happy Mother's Day!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114739261055886084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114739261055886084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114739261055886084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114739261055886084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/05/all-work-and-no-knitting.html' title='All Work and No Knitting'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114678325820982186</id><published>2006-05-04T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T19:10:41.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring + Football = A Whole Lot of Knittin'</title><summary type='text'>Yep, it's that time of year again for Mali.  Football season has started which means 4 hours of uninterrupted knitting for me (woo hoo) while Mali goes through his tackling drills push ups and sprints. Last year, some other mothers and I formed a little knit / crochet circle.  We would sit and knit / crochet while the boys practiced.  It was really great sitting on the grass knitting and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114678325820982186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114678325820982186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114678325820982186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114678325820982186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/05/spring-football-whole-lot-of-knittin.html' title='Spring + Football = A Whole Lot of Knittin&apos;'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114609875013008292</id><published>2006-04-26T19:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:45:50.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bush Ice Cream and a Caribbean Breeze</title><summary type='text'>Back in the early 90's, the summer after Hurricane Hugo, my cousin and I spent the summer in Montserrat.  After a year of endless exams, monotonous work and the constant rush of New York City, we were in dire need of a break.  One of our favorite past times was going into town to run errands for Granny.  That gave us time to hang out at the circle and meet with our friends.  We would get teased </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114609875013008292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114609875013008292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114609875013008292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114609875013008292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/04/bush-ice-cream-and-caribbe_114609875013008292.html' title='Bush Ice Cream and a Caribbean Breeze'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114511062734871316</id><published>2006-04-15T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T10:24:12.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thuja Love</title><summary type='text'>Project :    Thuja from Winter KnittyYarn:            Artyarns Supermerino #130Needles:    Bryspun 5"  sz.5 DPN'sI have to admit, I really enjoyed knitting these socks.  At first I was a little hesitant because of the weight of the Supermerino, but I have to tell you, when I tried these babies on . . . my feet were in heaven.  The softness of the yarn makes for an incredibly plush sock that you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114511062734871316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114511062734871316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114511062734871316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114511062734871316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/04/thuja-love.html' title='Thuja Love'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114435434468264372</id><published>2006-04-06T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T16:12:24.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing in Brooklyn . . .</title><summary type='text'>Time:           2PM'ishPlace:           LYS - Roxy Yarns Scene:          Cozy yarn store in Brooklyn advertising 30% off all yarns.  Customer 1, a                     fantabulously stylish woman (okay, I had on my sweats and looked like I had                    been playing tag with a bunch of five year olds) perused through the bins and                  Customer 2 walks in and looks around.Owner</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114435434468264372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114435434468264372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114435434468264372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114435434468264372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/04/passing-in-brooklyn.html' title='Passing in Brooklyn . . .'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114394745119317288</id><published>2006-04-01T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:10:51.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living ...</title><summary type='text'>Yep, I did it again.  I changed my design.  I needed to brighten things up a bit and get in a "Spring" mood.  I haven't been blogging lately, but I have been here in spirit.  It almost seems like I have been sharing my thoughts, until I sneak a peak at my journal and realize that the conversation was just in my head.  Simply put, knitting has taken a backseat to everyday life.For the most part, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114394745119317288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114394745119317288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114394745119317288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114394745119317288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/04/living.html' title='Living ...'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114212668151275260</id><published>2006-03-11T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:31:51.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Lot of Knitting Going On</title><summary type='text'>I have gone sock crazy!  I have been knitting the Thuja sock for my mother and I am hooked.  First I had to add to my stash ( any excuse to buy yarn.   I really hit it big on Ebay by buying the Artyarns Supermerino and Lorna's Laces from Yarnbow. I also bought some handpainted sock yarn from Robin Pascal.    I was thinking about knitting Pomatomus with the Lorna's Laces.  What do you think?  With</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114212668151275260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114212668151275260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114212668151275260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114212668151275260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/03/whole-lot-of-knitting-going-on.html' title='A Whole Lot of Knitting Going On'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114191578570958937</id><published>2006-03-08T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:58:41.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow . . .</title><summary type='text'>"I look back now and I'm in wonderment,  really."  Parks says when asked to reflect on his accomplishments.  "I'm not sure I know exactly why and how I did it.  I didn't just do it for black people, I did it for people, for human beings."Gordon Parks - 1912-2006(wikipedia)Through his camera lense,he told our story.I am speechless.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114191578570958937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114191578570958937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114191578570958937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114191578570958937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/03/wow.html' title='Wow . . .'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114126753924855170</id><published>2006-03-01T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T21:53:45.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note ...</title><summary type='text'>Octavia E. Butler 1947 - 2006(She died outside of her home on February 24, 2006, at the age of 58. She died of head injuries after falling and striking her head on her walkway.  wikipedia) You called to me on a day that I needed to escape.  A day filled with the hustle of corporate life and the concrete jungle; my only solace to be found between the aisles of the Queens Central Library.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114126753924855170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114126753924855170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114126753924855170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114126753924855170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/03/note.html' title='A Note ...'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114108705522375518</id><published>2006-02-27T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T23:24:08.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There (well sort of) . . . but no pictures.</title><summary type='text'>I've been a busy bee lately, buzzing around waiting for the cold weather to give way to Spring blossoms. Can you tell, I am not a winter person.  Give me ninety degree weather and I am ahappy girl!On the knitting front, I finished the braided fringe edge for my Aunt's shawl and started on the panel. I decided to do it in stockinette stitch with a modified rib edge.  It is coming out really nice. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114108705522375518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114108705522375518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114108705522375518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114108705522375518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/02/almost-there-well-sort-of-but-no.html' title='Almost There (well sort of) . . . but no pictures.'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-114013419824318790</id><published>2006-02-16T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:56:38.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Froggy</title><summary type='text'> The snowfall on Saturday and Sunday left me with a serious case of cabin fever. So, I started to get a jump on some spring cleaning.  There in the bottom of the closet ( how did it get there?) was a sweater I had bought a couple of years ago. I hardly wore it because it never fit properly.  The sleeves were too long and the body was too short.  It is really not a true cardigan with one huge </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/114013419824318790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=114013419824318790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114013419824318790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/114013419824318790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/02/feeling-froggy.html' title='Feeling Froggy'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113951537353523600</id><published>2006-02-09T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:25:38.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit Long . . .</title><summary type='text'>It has been one heck of a week around here. Sometimes I don't know whether I am coming or going ... and just when I have about given up and started cussing everyone out, a shift in the universe catches me off guard and I have an Aha! moment (Thanks Oprah!) Let me explain:I Am Not A Snob, Just ParticularOccasionally working from home home allows me some luxuries like meeting up with a friend for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113951537353523600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113951537353523600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113951537353523600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113951537353523600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/02/bit-long.html' title='A Bit Long . . .'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113890804553851191</id><published>2006-02-02T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T14:22:37.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for some Saunshine!</title><summary type='text'>The catalog season is upon me and I have been bogged down with deadlines, thus leaving no time for knitting.  UUGGHH . . .  However, in the little time I do get, I manage to sneak in some surfing. I was just over at Magknits and surprised to see a creation by Sauniell.  I LOVE it.  Hats off to you!  It's inspiring me to make a shawl for my Aunt who has been in and out of the hospital. She DETESTS</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113890804553851191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113890804553851191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113890804553851191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113890804553851191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/02/time-for-some-saunshine.html' title='Time for some Saunshine!'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113814565077177093</id><published>2006-01-24T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T09:50:38.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!</title><summary type='text'>HOW GORGEOUS IS THIS SCARF! My hands are itching and my pockets are screaming to buy some yarn to start this. It is called Frilly Scarf and you can find it here. It is so romantic and reminds me of strolling the streets of London on a beautifully chilly day.  Okay, I'm reaching, but I am smitten. I was actually surfing the net for some lace patterns to begin a shawl for my mother (I am so over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113814565077177093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113814565077177093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113814565077177093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113814565077177093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/01/f-b-u-l-o-u-s.html' title='F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S!'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113790718350052061</id><published>2006-01-21T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T10:12:36.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Adjustments Needed . . .</title><summary type='text'>No, your eyes aren't deceiving you. You have found the right place.  No need to adjust your browsers.  Last night while on the phone with my Mom, I found myself in the middle of a spurt of creative energy.  While she lamented over the latest drama to hit the house in Jamaica, Queens, the left side of my brain decided to stage a creative coup . . . and amazingly enough, I heard every word she said</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113790718350052061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113790718350052061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113790718350052061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113790718350052061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-adjustments-needed.html' title='No Adjustments Needed . . .'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113770946806330006</id><published>2006-01-19T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T17:24:33.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nassir</title><summary type='text'>I've decided to be a good Auntie and knit a sweater for my nephew, Nassir.  This past weekend was the perfect time to start since the weather was so nasty and I am NOT a cold weather person. I actually bought the yarn  - Louet Sales Opal before I thought about the pattern.  The yarn is more "celery" green than "pea" green".  I just knew I wanted to make "something" for him, besides a blanket.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113770946806330006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113770946806330006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113770946806330006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113770946806330006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/01/nassir.html' title='Nassir'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113703698470224332</id><published>2006-01-08T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T22:51:08.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlem On My Mind</title><summary type='text'>FINALLY . . .  a Girl's Day Out with the gang! It's been a long time coming. We actually haven't been out since Laurie got married in August. Needless to say, we were long overdue. So after the threeways and the catching up, we decided to meet at the Harlem Tea Room for a light lunch and then head downtown to see Memoirs of a Geisha.The minute I stepped out of the train station I immediately was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113703698470224332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113703698470224332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113703698470224332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113703698470224332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/01/harlem-on-my-mind.html' title='Harlem On My Mind'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113655878106208840</id><published>2006-01-06T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T09:47:42.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving it!</title><summary type='text'>I shocked even myself with how cute this came out. After finishing, I showed it to Vincent and he already had the plans for an assembly line mapped out. He even tried to calculate production costs and markups! I really hope Briana likes it.  Even if she can't use it for her Nintendo DS, she can use it as a little purse to carry things in.  I got the idea of the flower from here.  I came across </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113655878106208840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113655878106208840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113655878106208840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113655878106208840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/01/loving-it.html' title='Loving it!'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113650001668865782</id><published>2006-01-05T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T17:27:01.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Briana</title><summary type='text'> See, what had happened was I started knitting Ms. Briana (my adorable little cousin) a panta. But since she is in the South, I thought, against it. Her mother told me she received a Nintendo DS for Christmas. So I frogged the panta and knit her a case for her DS.  All that is left to do is knit up the sides and knit the flower that I want to place on the cover and VOILA! A cute case for a cute </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113650001668865782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113650001668865782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113650001668865782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113650001668865782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/01/ms-briana.html' title='Ms. Briana'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113649887729387587</id><published>2006-01-04T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T17:10:11.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover Up</title><summary type='text'>My Ipod Cover.  I honestly forgot the name of the yarn I used. That's not good.  However, I knit it double strand in stockingette stitch.  Simple enough.  Now all I need is button.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113649887729387587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113649887729387587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113649887729387587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113649887729387587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/01/cover-up.html' title='Cover Up'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113649827466087213</id><published>2006-01-03T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T17:00:54.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Irie Kitchen</title><summary type='text'>I stopped crying long enough to do a happy dance because Kathy received the trio of dishcloths I made for her kitchen.  I have to admit, they came out really nice.  The red one was really simple. CO 46 stitches, Knit rows 1 &amp; 2. Rows 3&amp;4, K2, *K1,P1*across to last 2 stitches then K2.  The yellow is a feather and fan pattern found at the Dishcloth Boutique. The green was knit from a Checkerboard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113649827466087213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113649827466087213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113649827466087213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113649827466087213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/01/irie-kitchen.html' title='An Irie Kitchen'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113624080741533474</id><published>2006-01-02T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T17:26:47.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reflective New Year</title><summary type='text'>I have been in a state of complete reflection since New Years Eve.  Since it was the first New Year's in a long time that we would be together, we thought it would be a great idea to go to Church.  We have all been through so many ups and downs throughout the year, we thought some spiritual upliftment would be good for us all.  The Reverend's words hit a core within me and like the crab that I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113624080741533474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113624080741533474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113624080741533474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113624080741533474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2006/01/reflective-new-year.html' title='A Reflective New Year'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113588084723102988</id><published>2005-12-29T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T13:45:29.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank-you Santa!</title><summary type='text'>I know it has been awhile since my last post. As the holidays come close, I am always swamped with deadlines. Now I am able to breathe a bit and play with my new   Ipod.. I was feeling a little left out of the Ipod craze when even my mother bought herself a pink Ipod mini. As she sat snapping her fingers to  Tina's Greatest Hits, on one of her many trips to Mohegan, I sat staring out the window </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113588084723102988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113588084723102988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113588084723102988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113588084723102988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/thank-you-santa.html' title='Thank-you Santa!'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113517617290091060</id><published>2005-12-20T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T09:48:22.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete Standstill</title><summary type='text'>Everything has halted.  Nothing is moving.  MTA is on strike and New York City has to find alternate means to navigate the concrete jungle during this cold, holiday season. What other way to get respect than to hit the city where it hurts, in their DEEEEP pockets. Hopefully a resolution will come soon.  Children are really left out in the cold because it is really hard for them to get to school.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.mta.nyc.ny.us/' title='Complete Standstill'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113517617290091060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113517617290091060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113517617290091060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113517617290091060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/complete-standstill.html' title='Complete Standstill'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113461325529754236</id><published>2005-12-14T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:46:26.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray For Me...</title><summary type='text'>I need help, I really do. I seems I can't go into a yarn store without coming out with a bag full of yarn. This is how much yarn I have purchased in the last two weeks . . . all with good intentions. Here is the breakdown, including intended projects: Lionbrand Woolease Chunky - Mali's Scarf  Cascade 220 Wool (teal) - Mom's Ripple Shawl (I know,I know. I didn't like the hand of the one I started.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113461325529754236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113461325529754236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113461325529754236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113461325529754236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/pray-for-me.html' title='Pray For Me...'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113461176120377834</id><published>2005-12-13T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T20:56:36.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pantas</title><summary type='text'>Part 1: I started knitting this Panta (a finnish Headband) for Ms. Briana. I loved the vibrant colors of the Red Heart Kids Yarn in beach and when she visited in the summer, she loved it too. However, once I finished knotting it, I was not loving it. The hand was too rough for me and I couldn't put that on Ms. Briana's little head.Part 2: So I started to knit another Panta for Hanah. On one of my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113461176120377834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113461176120377834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113461176120377834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113461176120377834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/pantas.html' title='The Pantas'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113460970960119006</id><published>2005-12-12T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T20:59:25.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Gotta Have It . . .</title><summary type='text'> I couldn't help myself.  It was sitting there on the shelf calling my name. I tried to resist but it's pull was too strong.  Truth is, I loved the first book, Knitting on the Edge.  I have learned so much from it in terms of what I can add to my knitting projects.  This book takes it up a notch.  I am especially eager to try the applique flowers with the basket weave edge.  I think that would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113460970960119006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113460970960119006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113460970960119006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113460970960119006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/shes-gotta-have-it.html' title='She&apos;s Gotta Have It . . .'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113443337204355290</id><published>2005-12-11T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T07:24:29.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Night,  Mudbone</title><summary type='text'>[FLASHBACK 1987]... We had an agenda. We had been antsy all day ever since her discovery at the bottom of the hall closet.  Being that it was Wednesday, we wouldn't have to wait for long.  School let out early every Wednesday. The usual stroll down 125th. Street to meet the boys coming out of Rice H.S. had to be postponed.  THIS was too important. Everyone thought we were crazy as we made a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113443337204355290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113443337204355290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113443337204355290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113443337204355290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-night-mudbone.html' title='Good Night,  Mudbone'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113423935924497082</id><published>2005-12-10T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:24:21.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Loving Technology . . .</title><summary type='text'>Africa's major world heritage sites, like the rock-hewn St Giyorgis church at Lalibella, in Ethiopia and Mali's great mosque of Djenne will soon be accessible in virtual form. An innovative project aimed at their preservation is underway led by Heinz Ruther, professor of Geomatics at the University of Cape Town. Using latest techniques in laser scan and computer technology, Prof Ruther and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113423935924497082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113423935924497082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113423935924497082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113423935924497082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-loving-technology.html' title='So Loving Technology . . .'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113405286248628269</id><published>2005-12-08T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:50:06.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Idle Hands . . .</title><summary type='text'>A funny thing happened on my trip to Michael's.  After I entered the front doors, I was in sensory overload and I got the "crafter's itch".  I had to have EVERYTHING!  This is the result of cruising the beading section and a little down time.  Excuse me while I do my happy dance . . .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113405286248628269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113405286248628269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113405286248628269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113405286248628269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/idle-hands.html' title='Idle Hands . . .'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113392686393376111</id><published>2005-12-06T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T22:43:54.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ADD is Kicking In . . .</title><summary type='text'>It began with the most heartfelt intentions; wanting to provide warmth for my Mother's frequent trips to Mohegan Sun and Foxwoods. But the Ripple Shawl sits untouched in my knitting basket.  Everything else seems to be piquing my interest.  I find myself playing tag with Sheba around the coffee table or drooling over the Patons Decor yarn I purchased with the intention of making a blanket (but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113392686393376111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113392686393376111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113392686393376111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113392686393376111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/add-is-kicking-in.html' title='ADD is Kicking In . . .'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113375597399833443</id><published>2005-12-04T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T16:03:20.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The First</title><summary type='text'>The first snowfall of the season always leaves me in awe.  As the snow blankets the city, a calming hush overtakes the blair of sirens and neon lights.  There is nothing like waking up to discover it has snowed during the night.  I rushed through the house like I was a five year old waking everyone so that they could see the freshly fallen snow before the filth and grime of the streets had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113375597399833443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113375597399833443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113375597399833443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113375597399833443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/first.html' title='The First'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19555806.post-113366717826426162</id><published>2005-12-03T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T16:26:09.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Barnes (Barnes &amp; Noble on a Saturday Afternoon)</title><summary type='text'> There is nothing more heavenly to me than sitting on the floor in the middle of a bookstore, head buried into a found treasure. Once I step through the doors, I am in sensory overload and my head begins to spin. I don't know where to begin . . . magazines, bargain bin, new arrivals. I begin to itch like an addict in need of a fix, so I grab everything I find of interest. By the time I reach the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/feeds/113366717826426162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19555806&amp;postID=113366717826426162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113366717826426162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19555806/posts/default/113366717826426162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chronicalsofshe.blogspot.com/2005/12/finding-barnes-barnes-noble-on.html' title='Finding Barnes (Barnes &amp; Noble on a Saturday Afternoon)'/><author><name>Sherri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
