<?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-8932242097154719842</id><updated>2012-02-06T21:05:19.360-08:00</updated><category term='Photos'/><category term='Trash Talk'/><category term='I Vant Your Blood'/><category term='One Less Car'/><category term='Locavore'/><category term='WCC'/><category term='The Great Outdoors'/><category term='Food for Thought'/><category term='26 For 26'/><category term='Libations'/><title type='text'>Direction not Destination</title><subtitle type='html'>The good life is a process, not a state of being. It is a direction, not a destination.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-5475576897241099321</id><published>2012-02-03T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T12:05:02.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifetime Music</title><content type='html'>I'm currently working on item numero diez of my 26-For-26 list, creating a mix tape of 26 newly discovered music artists. As I sort through all the great music I've discovered lately, attempting to whittle it down to 26 favorites, I'm reminded of the mix tapes and albums of my past. Everyone remembers their first CD, some of us remember our first cassette tape. (I would say I'm dating myself, but there's no hiding my age on this blog site)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were some of your signature albums and mix tapes?&amp;nbsp;For me, several come to mind, some are pretty&amp;nbsp;embarrassing, and so many of them represent a large and wide spectrum of so-called &amp;nbsp;"music." Here's a collection of some that come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: Ace of Base. Album: Happy Nation 1993. Song: The Sign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/D5fRVm3k1aY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D5fRVm3k1aY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D5fRVm3k1aY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My very first cassette tape! This album was a clear indicator, or &lt;i&gt;sign&lt;/i&gt;, of great music discoveries to come. &lt;i&gt;It&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;opened up my eyes&lt;/i&gt;. I remember listening to this album on my personal portable cassette player in the 2nd grade, as my classmates and I&amp;nbsp;bused&amp;nbsp;off to a Green Meadows Farm field trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: Garth Brooks. Album: Ropin' the Wind 1991. Song: The River.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/58iu06DBJ7c/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/58iu06DBJ7c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/58iu06DBJ7c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Likely the first album I played over and over and over and over and over.... I originally had the album on cassette, but someone broke into our home and stole my boom box, with Garth's cassette in tow. I'm still upset about it. I upgraded to a CD copy of the album several years later. (I apologize for this video version, it's a family slideshow, but it's the only video I could find that wasn't a cover. Copyright issues.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artisit: Alanis Morissette. Album: Jagged Little Pill 1995. Song: Head Over Feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/4iuO49jbovg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iuO49jbovg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4iuO49jbovg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My first CD! And an amazing one at that. Remember the secret song?!?!? At the height of this album, and the start of my awkward puberty stage, I was often told I looked like Alanis. I still get those comments today.... I can see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: Korn. Album: Freak on a Leash 1998.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxrWdX8ZGBM/TywsmBrdG3I/AAAAAAAAETk/zmVkUyLlyeY/s1600/Korn-Sound-Check-Music-Blog1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxrWdX8ZGBM/TywsmBrdG3I/AAAAAAAAETk/zmVkUyLlyeY/s320/Korn-Sound-Check-Music-Blog1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that oh-so-embarrassing&amp;nbsp;Korn phase. Those were the Jnco days. Ugh! I'm not including a video, sorry I just can't do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: Dixie Chicks. Album: Wide Open Spaces 1998, Fly 1999. Song: Goodbye Earl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/Gw7gNf_9njs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gw7gNf_9njs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gw7gNf_9njs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Turning to more modest music, though at the same&amp;nbsp;decibel&amp;nbsp;as the Freak on a Leash album, I loved to belt out along to the Dixie Chicks albums in late Middle School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: Lauryn Hill. Album: The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill 1998. Song: Doo Wop (That Thing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/dE6Qcc6VDo8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dE6Qcc6VDo8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dE6Qcc6VDo8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another CD that was often on heavy rotation in late Middle School and early High School. Such a good album, with so much variance in themes and sound. Though this wasn't my favorite song on the album, this was the hit song that led me to discover the rest of her music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: The Darkness. Album: Permission to Land 2003. Song: I Believe in a Thing Called Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/sRYNYb30nxU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sRYNYb30nxU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sRYNYb30nxU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You remember this one. A blast from the past, this one reminds me of days in the dorms. Too much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: Elton John. Album: Greatest Hits 1970-2002. Song: Your Song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/mTa8U0Wa0q8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mTa8U0Wa0q8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mTa8U0Wa0q8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: Prince. Album: Musicology 2004. Song: Musicology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/6rxPdTQ75ys/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rxPdTQ75ys&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rxPdTQ75ys&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was on a big Prince and Elton John kick in early college. No idea why. But I woke up my college roommates many a mornings, at way too early an hour, blasting Musicology, Call My Name, Bennie and the Jets, Your Song, and so many more good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: Tool. Album: Lateralus 2001. Songs: Parabol and Parabola&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/tG6oYT56kfg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tG6oYT56kfg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tG6oYT56kfg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;The only mix tape to ever be gifted to me was a gift from Kevin just before we started dating. Awwwww! This is one of my favorites from Kevin's CD gift "Dat Jamz." OK maybe that's a little too sappy and personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Artist: Bon Iver. Album: For Emma, Forever Ago 2008. Song: Skinny Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/JfAS6nwYc9g/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JfAS6nwYc9g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JfAS6nwYc9g&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In more recent years, my music tastes have turned to more indie folk, world, and electronic genres. I discovered this video while sharing music with my fellow volunteers during one amazing summer project in the Dominican Republic. This song kicked off a venture in exploring less main-stream music artists. It's still a favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it folks, a montage of signature songs from my past. So many more come to mind, but I've got to stop somewhere. So many of them are god-awful, but others simply incredible. What are the signature songs from your past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-5475576897241099321?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/5475576897241099321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2012/02/lifetime-music.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/5475576897241099321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/5475576897241099321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2012/02/lifetime-music.html' title='Lifetime Music'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxrWdX8ZGBM/TywsmBrdG3I/AAAAAAAAETk/zmVkUyLlyeY/s72-c/Korn-Sound-Check-Music-Blog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-7977423330085236708</id><published>2012-01-09T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:27:30.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Vant Your Blood'/><title type='text'>With a Little Help From My Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;To my friends and family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;In mid-March I drafted up a list of 26 Things For My 26th Year. This list is comprised of (you guessed it!) 26 things, most of which I am attempting to do 26 times. This list includes creating 26 pieces of art, reading 26 books, a 26-day food challenge, 26 hikes and much much more. The kicker?? The one I'm writing you all about?!? Donating blood 26 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;When I first signed up for this lofty goal, I hadn't yet realized that it's quite impossible for a single person to donate blood 26 times in a single year. At most, you can donate 6 times in a single year, and 6 is a far cry from the 26 I was hoping to reach. Nevertheless, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sgjY_P03e6o/TwvRwg7DzyI/AAAAAAAAEAg/DnYePU9V1_E/s1600/P9051960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sgjY_P03e6o/TwvRwg7DzyI/AAAAAAAAEAg/DnYePU9V1_E/s320/P9051960.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One failed attempt. I now take my vitamins daily. You should too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I am determined to bring 26 donors to the blood center this year, whether it be my blood or your blood (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;twiddles fingers and does evil laugh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Will you donate blood? If not for my silly 26-For-26 cause, then perhaps for the benefit of 4.5 million Americans who need a blood transfusion every year? This bit of information came to me from the Puget Sound Blood Center, where I donate regularly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Patient Report: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;12 day old infant, Children’s Hospital, post Open Heart surgery. B neg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;RBC:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;+ 1&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;WB)&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;FFP: &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;PLTS:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;apheresis +&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;WB platelets&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;CRYO:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;units&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 1in; margin-right: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222;"&gt;Total donors needed to support this patient:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It doesn’t matter who specifically gave the B-&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="il" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #ffffcc; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;that went to this infant. What matters is that throughout the year, it is through the generosity of donors that hospitals can ensure that this infant, or any other person of any age, would have what he or she needs in a moment of vital crisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;To date, this 26-For-26 challenge has brought 11 donors to the blood center, resulting in 10 successful donations. Six of which I have contributed personally (in the form of whole blood or platelets) and the others from my boyfriend, his father (thanks so much!) and two of my coworkers. The 11th attempt of donating blood came from a good friend of mine, someone I haven't seen for a couple of years now, but think of often. She is my favorite landlady, my all-time kitchen idol, and a cancer survivor (again, thank you so much!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;I plan to donate again on January 12th. Will you join me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;For most of you, I've looked up the information for blood donation centers near your place of residence. Please see the details below.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;And don't forget, if and when you go to your local blood center, be sure to send me a photo of you sporting that "I Donated Blood Today" sticker. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Your Friend/Neighbor/Sister/Daughter/Niece/Cousin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Jenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Puget Sound Region, Western WA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Puget Sound Blood Center:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.psbc.org/home/index.htm"&gt;http://www.psbc.org/home/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Modesto, CA:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Delta Blood Bank:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://deltabloodbank.org/"&gt;http://deltabloodbank.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eastern Iowa:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Mississippi Valley Regional Blood Center:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloodcenter.org/index.aspx"&gt;http://www.bloodcenter.org/index.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Clarksville, TN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Tennessee Valley American Red Cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Search by zip for Centers and Drives:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redcrossblood.org/tennesseevalley" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.redcrossblood.org/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;tennesseevalley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Knoxville, TN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Medic Regional Blood Center:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.medicblood.com/"&gt;http://www.medicblood.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Lake County/Orlando, FL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Florida Blood Center:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://floridasbloodcenters.org/donateNow/viewLocations.stml" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;http://floridasbloodcenters.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;org/donateNow/viewLocations.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;stml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;(scroll by county)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Tampa, FL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Florida Blood Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Donation Centers:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fbsblood.org/html/donate/fbslocations.aspx?county=Hil" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.fbsblood.org/html/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;donate/fbslocations.aspx?&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;county=Hil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Find a Blood Drive:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fbsblood.org/html/donate/drives.aspx" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.fbsblood.org/html/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;donate/drives.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Space Coast, FL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Florida Blood Centers:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://floridasbloodcenters.org/donateNow/viewLocations.stml" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;http://floridasbloodcenters.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;org/donateNow/viewLocations.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;stml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Jacksonville, FL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;The Blood Alliance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Donor Centers:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.thebloodalliance.com/index.cfm?group=page&amp;amp;pgfunction=fixedsites" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.thebloodalliance.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;com/index.cfm?group=page&amp;amp;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;pgfunction=fixedsites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Find a Blood Drive:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.thebloodalliance.com/index.cfm?group=op" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;https://www.thebloodalliance.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;com/index.cfm?group=op&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Sumter, SC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Sumter American Red Cross:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redcrossblood.org/locations/sumter-fixed-site" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.redcrossblood.org/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;locations/sumter-fixed-site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Boulder, CO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Bonfils Blood Center:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bonfils.org/"&gt;http://www.bonfils.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Colorado Springs, CO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Memorial Health System:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://memorialhealthsystem.com/wps/wcm/connect/MH/Main+Navigation/Our+Services/All+Services/Blood+Donation" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #1155cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;http://memorialhealthsystem.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;com/wps/wcm/connect/MH/Main+&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;Navigation/Our+Services/All+&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;Services/Blood+Donation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-7977423330085236708?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/7977423330085236708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/11/with-little-help-from-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/7977423330085236708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/7977423330085236708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/11/with-little-help-from-my-friends.html' title='With a Little Help From My Friends'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sgjY_P03e6o/TwvRwg7DzyI/AAAAAAAAEAg/DnYePU9V1_E/s72-c/P9051960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-1883419315753565496</id><published>2012-01-01T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T16:37:56.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>2011 Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>Today I welcome the start of a fresh year. I say farewell to the adventures of 2011, and think curiously of the&amp;nbsp;uncertainties&amp;nbsp;of the year to come. Wedding bells will ring for two of my closest friends in 2012, my parents will celebrate their 30th wedding anniversary (just, wow!), and I will face unemployment come April. I have an inkling that 2012 might be one epically eventful year. Here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igcZOh1K2_U/TySUYQ8so1I/AAAAAAAAES8/-yPLvZHT1DY/s1600/PC314139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igcZOh1K2_U/TySUYQ8so1I/AAAAAAAAES8/-yPLvZHT1DY/s320/PC314139.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Commonwealth Basin. New Years Eve.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In celebration of the changing year I spent yesterday snowshoeing through the beautiful forest canopy and fresh snow of Commonwealth Basin, I built my first snow man (I'm a FL girl, remember), then counted down to the new year with hundreds of others as we watched the space needle shower the city with light and color. This morning I kicked off 2012 with a splash at the Resolution Run and Polar Bear Dive.&amp;nbsp;Once you catch your breath, a mid-winter plunge into Lake Washington is quite refreshing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSv_dnPUfQA/TwFb_wf9psI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/UMUxOSVqX_M/s1600/PC314231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSv_dnPUfQA/TwFb_wf9psI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/UMUxOSVqX_M/s320/PC314231.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;No new years resolutions here. My only goal is to stick to the 26 other goals I set for myself last March.&amp;nbsp;So where do I stand with my 26-For-26 progress thus far? With the start of the new year comes the final stretch of my 26-For-26 challenge (2.5 months to go!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To date, I have successfully completed 4 of my 26-For-26 challenges. It doesn't sound like much, but with a good push I'm pretty confident that I can knock out the few remaining items left to 7 of my goals, and will go about 3/4 of the way with 8 others. 19ish out of 26 ain't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I&amp;nbsp;gauge&amp;nbsp;my level of success so far, I realize I've still got a long ways to go on my 26-For-26 goals, but I've accomplished a lot along the way. I'm proud to now be a bicycle commuter, and no longer a fairweather one at that. I've braved some pretty cold and wet conditions, and loved every moment of it! I've discovered some new creative outlets, including dance. I've logged over 50 miles in foot races and over 115 miles in hikes. I've successfully survived downhill skiing on both a carpeted conveyor belt (haha.. you just have to laugh at yourself sometimes) and the mountain! I've gone carless, trashless, and gone loco for local food. All in all, 2011 sure was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aZXOTW9l0o/TySUo5jz5pI/AAAAAAAAETE/E_TMKNL9wgg/s1600/P1014270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aZXOTW9l0o/TySUo5jz5pI/AAAAAAAAETE/E_TMKNL9wgg/s320/P1014270.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't I look so stoked! Resolution Run and Polar Bear Dive. &amp;nbsp;01/01/12&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? What were you proudest of in 2011? What are your new years resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GT5qh6YHOfs/TySUztuQPHI/AAAAAAAAETM/KXXQf-RzNVg/s1600/PC244104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GT5qh6YHOfs/TySUztuQPHI/AAAAAAAAETM/KXXQf-RzNVg/s320/PC244104.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I took indoor ski lessons on a carpeted conveyor belt. Go ahead, judge me. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-1883419315753565496?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/1883419315753565496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/11/2011-wrap-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/1883419315753565496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/1883419315753565496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/11/2011-wrap-up.html' title='2011 Wrap Up'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-igcZOh1K2_U/TySUYQ8so1I/AAAAAAAAES8/-yPLvZHT1DY/s72-c/PC314139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-4930761948952548893</id><published>2011-12-20T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T16:34:20.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Will Be Missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I got the news that afriend has died, and I feel compelled to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the news at lunch, and at first it all felt surreal as I shared the news with today’s coworker,someone who doesn’t know Leslie. But as I returned to the office from my field work, to a placewhere others knew Leslie personally or knew of her, the surrealism of her deathturned to reality and I soon found myself in a heavy fog. I attempted to return to office work insolitude, only to find that solitude and a larger acknowledgment of her death didall but alleviate the fog that hovered over my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjKYFZ6rt0A/TyST-WNh2-I/AAAAAAAAES0/BChcTwPUr4Q/s1600/CIMG3727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjKYFZ6rt0A/TyST-WNh2-I/AAAAAAAAES0/BChcTwPUr4Q/s320/CIMG3727.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leslie and I weren’t the best offriends, but she is one that has really made an impacton my time here in the Pacific NW and my time with the WCC. She seemed a calm and happy soul, with a genuine smile. A genuine person, that’s what shewas. Easy to like, easy to trust. She and I could easily connect, share, and laugh with one another. I’ve always been a fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But now she is gone. This fogabout my head still exists, and I know I’m not the only one. It still seemssurreal. I feel for her sister, the rest of her family and her closest friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To those hurting, I send a bighug!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To Leslie, I’ve always admiredyour strength and character, your smile and your words of truth. When I thinkof you I’ll always think of river rafting adventures, snowfall and hot springs,Thanksgiving celebrations, romping and stomping, your oh-so-impressive owlcalls, and much more. You will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-4930761948952548893?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/4930761948952548893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-will-be-missed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/4930761948952548893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/4930761948952548893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-will-be-missed.html' title='You Will Be Missed'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjKYFZ6rt0A/TyST-WNh2-I/AAAAAAAAES0/BChcTwPUr4Q/s72-c/CIMG3727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-6233371967974049593</id><published>2011-12-16T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:45:01.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>I'm Still Here</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile, but I'm still here. My busy life is evermore busy with the holiday season, but I'm still working towards my 26-For-26 as I attempt new hobbies, discover new music artists, commute by bicycle in sub-freezing temperatures, run 5k's with jingle bells on my shoes, and much much more. An update will be coming soon, but in the meantime I leave you with a few photos that I'm proud of (item #8 on my hefty 26-For-26 list).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a novice mind you, so don't expect too much from the photos. But I'm proud of them, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wL77IGAs0uc/TuvPTo8iwWI/AAAAAAAAD9g/OKquD8MlIW0/s1600/PA172868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wL77IGAs0uc/TuvPTo8iwWI/AAAAAAAAD9g/OKquD8MlIW0/s400/PA172868.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Larches at their peak. Blue Lake, Methow Valley, WA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWQQqmI_8zM/TuvPk-f-mxI/AAAAAAAAD9o/I62wM9OqpHM/s1600/PA172888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWQQqmI_8zM/TuvPk-f-mxI/AAAAAAAAD9o/I62wM9OqpHM/s400/PA172888.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue Lake, Methow Valley, WA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sxFt31dYfU/TuvSPZEMYzI/AAAAAAAAD9w/mdD9F6rbYV0/s1600/PB263933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6sxFt31dYfU/TuvSPZEMYzI/AAAAAAAAD9w/mdD9F6rbYV0/s400/PB263933.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Crooked River, Smith Rock State Park, OR.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LzndItQL1j8/TuvThsT3YVI/AAAAAAAAD94/nt_Q401U4N0/s1600/PB263857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LzndItQL1j8/TuvThsT3YVI/AAAAAAAAD94/nt_Q401U4N0/s400/PB263857.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smith Rock State Park&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jnpothqad0g/TuvU3a3YQYI/AAAAAAAAD-I/4aC3xilT9yA/s1600/PB263864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jnpothqad0g/TuvU3a3YQYI/AAAAAAAAD-I/4aC3xilT9yA/s400/PB263864.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smith Rock State Park&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4MzPltIsRds/TuvVZyRPiPI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/WL4k1OgQPLc/s1600/PB263832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4MzPltIsRds/TuvVZyRPiPI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/WL4k1OgQPLc/s400/PB263832.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smith Rock State Park&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7yoL1yjVs8w/TuvVgtt0jTI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/2Vuoj8zeLNM/s1600/PB263957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7yoL1yjVs8w/TuvVgtt0jTI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/2Vuoj8zeLNM/s400/PB263957.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Juniperus occidentalis, Smith Rock State Park&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-6233371967974049593?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/6233371967974049593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/6233371967974049593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/6233371967974049593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m Still Here'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wL77IGAs0uc/TuvPTo8iwWI/AAAAAAAAD9g/OKquD8MlIW0/s72-c/PA172868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-6842494865197110855</id><published>2011-11-02T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T15:47:39.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Locavore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>Adventures of the Market, Kitchen, and Dinner Plate</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn5J39_jNx4/TrHtPOhWPJI/AAAAAAAAD8U/b16rx1nELQg/s1600/beauties.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn5J39_jNx4/TrHtPOhWPJI/AAAAAAAAD8U/b16rx1nELQg/s640/beauties.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Farmer's Market beauties.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Locavore's Pantry:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight was our final night of only-local grocery shopping. We returned to the same grocery store where our local-buying adventure began several weeks ago. This time around, we felt like seasoned local shoppers, as our basket filled quickly with local cheese, greens, eggs, and fruit. Very different from our last visit there, which was a long and painful shopping experience&amp;nbsp;of label-reading and struggling to come up with a satisfying meal with what seemed to be a very limited selection of local goods (we were such novices). So, I write this blog with the hopes of easing some of that initial local-eating learning curve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Produce:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cUqxAKhvQAg/TrHtmB7_StI/AAAAAAAAD8c/PEkHODr9YVU/s1600/brussel.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cUqxAKhvQAg/TrHtmB7_StI/AAAAAAAAD8c/PEkHODr9YVU/s320/brussel.JPG" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brussel Sprouts Tree! $5/6 servings.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The vast majority of our produce came from our local farmers market. Just a couple of blocks away, this year-round market was our savior throughout this local-eating&amp;nbsp;endeavor.&amp;nbsp;We saved our protein purchases for the local grocery store chains, as it's much more affordable there, but I'm convinced that the farmers markets are the way to go for fresh and yes, &lt;i&gt;more&amp;nbsp;affordable&lt;/i&gt;, produce purchases. With about $20-$30 you could return home with two very heavily weighted bags of delicious brusselsprouts, butter, cheese, onions, garlic, apples, the best pears you've ever eaten, potatoes of every color, locally-made ravioli, cranberries, spinach, kale, peppers, squash, you name it! You can find more info about the Seattle's Farmers Markets Alliance &lt;a href="http://www.seattlefarmersmarkets.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Protein:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For our sandwiches we purchased &lt;a href="http://www.hemplers.com/"&gt;Hempler's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;spiral ham and bacon at QFC or PCC. For local sausages, Whole Foods is a good option. &lt;a href="http://www.billthebutcher.com/"&gt;Bill the Butcher&lt;/a&gt;, is also a great option for all meat products. They &amp;nbsp;make their sausages in house and know exactly where their meat products come from, most of which come from WA, OR, or MT.&amp;nbsp;Local eggs can be found at any grocery store, just check the label.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dairy:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You can find milk and locally-made cheese at the farmers market or at any of the nearby grocery stores (Beechers, Port Townsend, and Applegate are some great local creameries) but there are a few cheese varieties you won't be able to find (though the ones you can find are damn tasty).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bread:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We did our bread-buying at Grand Central this month. Though there are plenty of local bakeries to choose from, Grand Central is very transparent with the origin of their ingredients. On their &lt;a href="http://www.grandcentralbakery.com/portals/ingredients"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, they've actually mapped out where they purchase their sustainably-produced and locally-sourced ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Locavore's Night Out:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lK_snc-3lFA/TrHuZRD2GKI/AAAAAAAAD8s/XzCjCx0kKqQ/s1600/homegrown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lK_snc-3lFA/TrHuZRD2GKI/AAAAAAAAD8s/XzCjCx0kKqQ/s320/homegrown.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ordering a Homegrown local meal.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Sometimes life requires a break from the kitchen. Especially during a month of all local eating, with was quite the labor, but a fun one. For a locally&amp;nbsp;inspired&amp;nbsp;bite out, there are a whole host of&amp;nbsp;restaurants&amp;nbsp;to choose from in the Seattle area, but most are pretty heavy on the wallet. Emmer and Rye, The Herbfarm, and Urbane come to mind. For a more&amp;nbsp;reasonably&amp;nbsp;priced local meal out, I suggest looking into one of your local pizza shops. Yep, pizza. A little to my surprise, independent pizza shops tend to be pretty local-fare-friendly. We visited &lt;a href="http://www.flyingsquirrelpizza.com/about.php?ref=footer" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Flying Squirrel Pizza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; a couple of times this month. They offer a seasonal menu, where they use&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shepherdsgrain.com/" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shepherd's&amp;nbsp;Grain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; flour, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zoesmeats.com/" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Zoe's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salumicuredmeats.com/" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Salumi's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; meats, and seasonally inspired vegetable choices. They also serve up local brews too, including NW Peaks, a new fave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're in a lazy stay-in-your-pajamas mood, I suggest hitting up &lt;a href="http://stores.eatlocalonline.com/StoreFront.bok"&gt;Eat Local&lt;/a&gt;, a&amp;nbsp;store in the Queen Anne neighborhood that offers up locally-inspired meals that are prepared and frozen. You can buy frozen desserts, sides, and entrees in single-serving to 4-serving sizes. They even offer the option of buying their products in glass containers which you can pay a deposit on and then get back once you return the containers. A plus for those trying to eliminate&amp;nbsp;waste or attempting their own &lt;a href="http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/08/trash-talk.html"&gt;No Trash Week&lt;/a&gt; like we did a few months back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some other suggestions of eating out locally are &lt;a href="http://trymollys.com/?q=sustainability"&gt;Molly's Salads&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.eathomegrown.com/theory"&gt;Homegrown&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.central-cinema.com/"&gt;Central Cinema&lt;/a&gt; (Movies+Beer+Food).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eating locally and with the seasons is a beautiful thing, especially this time of year. It brings adventure to the kitchen and dinner plate. Tonight we enjoy our final dinner during this 26-day local eating challenge. It certainly won't be our last locally inspired meal, but I am looking forward to some Halloween candy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our final Locavore's dinner? Tonight we feast on a home-made pizza with back-yard tomato sauce (the last of my tomato harvest), red onion, poblano pepper, Hempler's bacon, and kale. Delish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-6842494865197110855?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/6842494865197110855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/11/adventures-of-market-kitchen-and-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/6842494865197110855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/6842494865197110855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/11/adventures-of-market-kitchen-and-dinner.html' title='Adventures of the Market, Kitchen, and Dinner Plate'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn5J39_jNx4/TrHtPOhWPJI/AAAAAAAAD8U/b16rx1nELQg/s72-c/beauties.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-1848974137268362230</id><published>2011-10-12T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T17:45:32.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Locavore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>Eating Like Queens and Kings</title><content type='html'>"Local month should be renamed Eat-Like-Kings month" -Kevin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating locally is an absolutely beautiful thing! It takes signifcantly more effort, but our meals taste significantly better. Tonight's menu features home-made mashed potatoes (a first for me), roasted brussel sprouts (another first), and some Coho salmon cooked in a tomato and basil sauce (both harvested from our backyard garden, minus the salmon, though close). All accompanied by Skagit River Brewery's IPA and 14 Hands' Hot to Trot red wine blend. I wish I had a photo to share, but I ate is so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just tonight's dinner that has been amazing. Nearly every dinner these past 2 weeks has been nothing short of phenomenal! From fresh tomatillo salsa made from backyard green tomatoes and roasted local peppers, to zucchini-potato latkes, and so much more. It's a beautiful beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A not-so-beautiful thing? This quote from a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Plenty-Woman-Raucous-Eating-Locally/dp/030734732X"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; I've just finished: "...sweets, soft drinks, and alcoholic beverages account for almost 25 percent of all calories consumed in America. Add in salty snacks and fruity drinks, and the total reaches one-third of calorie intake. Meanwhile, Americans eat half as many servings of vegetables as recommended; 50 percent of the vegetables they &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; eat comprise just three foods: iceburg lettuce, potatoes, and canned tomatoes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No iceburg lettuce or canned tomatoes in our kitchen. Just the simple (and did I mention beautiful) goodness of fresh local vegetables, fruit, and protein.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-1848974137268362230?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/1848974137268362230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/10/eating-like-queens-and-kings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/1848974137268362230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/1848974137268362230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/10/eating-like-queens-and-kings.html' title='Eating Like Queens and Kings'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-5229435789997819740</id><published>2011-10-08T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T10:15:13.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Locavore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>On Eating Locally</title><content type='html'>October 1st marked the start of this year's 26-day food challenge, eating locally. This past week has been a bit of a transition, as we work to finish off any non-local leftovers and fill our very empty fridge full of local produce, protein, bread and cheese. Today's local adventures included a run to our neighborhood Saturday farmers market, chanterelle harvesting, and a stop by my favorite local micro-brewery, Skookum, for a growler fill of some very delicious suds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_of0XFKY8ZQ/TpEyLQu1naI/AAAAAAAAD8E/X-HSjaNzGHM/s1600/PA082682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_of0XFKY8ZQ/TpEyLQu1naI/AAAAAAAAD8E/X-HSjaNzGHM/s400/PA082682.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A locavore's heaven. Farmers Market finds.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Eating local, even in a city as "green" and forward thinking as Seattle, can be a real stitch. I've lost count of how many times we've visited the grocery store this week and how many questioning looks I've received in response to my question of the origin of ingredients. So far, the biggest challenge was on Tuesday evening when I was offered a free ticket to the Sounders FC game (US Open Cup baby!). There was no time to head home for a locally-sourced dinner, and then back downtown for the game, so I was forced to make a quick last minute local-dinner decision downtown. The nearest option was Pike's Place Market (where local options are plentiful...when they're open). In an effort to keep to my goal, only a few days into the challenge, my friend and I nearly sprint to the market in hopes of finding a quick local meal before&amp;nbsp;everything&amp;nbsp;closed down for the evening and the game started. We arrived a little winded and sweaty to a nearly abandoned marketplace. I fell short of my local eating goal that evening, but damn did I give it some effort! Oh well, it is what it is. (I did insist on local beer options for the evening, that counts for something right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qF3Q9EDxlk/TpEy33obb6I/AAAAAAAAD8I/StyzYpAxwF4/s1600/PA082714.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qF3Q9EDxlk/TpEy33obb6I/AAAAAAAAD8I/StyzYpAxwF4/s200/PA082714.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beautiful local harvest. &lt;i&gt;Cantharellus cibarious&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Despite it's challenges, eating locally is a beautiful thing.&amp;nbsp;Tonight's dinner included the chanterelles we peronsally harvested today, baked kale, some once very happy and local chicken, and a cranberry relish that included farmers market cranberries and onions, local honey, and some apples I handpicked from the work site on Friday. Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm. I could get used to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-5229435789997819740?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/5229435789997819740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-eating-local.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/5229435789997819740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/5229435789997819740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-eating-local.html' title='On Eating Locally'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_of0XFKY8ZQ/TpEyLQu1naI/AAAAAAAAD8E/X-HSjaNzGHM/s72-c/PA082682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-4638967286348330011</id><published>2011-09-19T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T06:17:11.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa-Oh! I'm Half Way There!</title><content type='html'>Whoa-Oh! Livin on a prayer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the 6 month mark for my &lt;a href="http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-26-things-for-my-26th-year.html"&gt;26 Things for 26 Years&lt;/a&gt; challenge. Here's a recap of where I'm at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVn4o0uQZqQ/TnGlw539aVI/AAAAAAAAD78/MZvKG1DsHE4/s1600/CIMG3533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVn4o0uQZqQ/TnGlw539aVI/AAAAAAAAD78/MZvKG1DsHE4/s320/CIMG3533.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camping on a gravel bar in the Sauk River. WCC Knotweek!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spend 26 nights outdoors:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So far I've spent 22 glorious nights in the comfort of my tiny tent, 12 of which have been on work trips (who doesn't love that?!). I've spent my tent-dwelling nights in the wilderness of Lake Chelan, Banff National Park in British Columbia, at Goldmyer Hot Springs, and along Canada's Sunshine Coast (where raindrops far outnumbered rays), among many other fantastic camping spots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Try 26 different beers/wines I haven't tried before: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quite possibly the easiest goal on this lofty list, I knocked this one out quite quickly. I stuck with beers for the challenge, and these beers ranged in style and geographic origin, from New Belgium's oh-so-amazing Lips of Faith sour beer series to the awesome local micro brews of Skookum Brewery (a well-hidden jewel of the PacificNW that I'm just as eager to hide from everyone as I am to share it. It's that good!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Going Car-Less for 26+ days: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/07/car-cleanse-complete.html"&gt;Car Cleanse Complete!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donate blood 26 times:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite impossible to donate blood 26 times in a single year, at most I will be able to donate 6 times this year (you have to wait 8 weeks between whole blood donations). Fully aware of this at the start of my 26-For-26 challenge, I'm still committed to bringing 26 donors to the Blood Donation Center this year. To date, I have contributed, in some fashion, to the donation of 6 units of whole blood or platelets. Kevin joined me at the blood center a few weeks ago, and you should too! Let's make it a blood donation date! For those folks living in the Seattle area here is the link to the &lt;a href="http://www.psbc.org/home/index.htm"&gt;Puget Sound Blood Center&lt;/a&gt;. I'm signed up to donate again on November 10th, join me if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Compete in 26 official events:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dY6ia8hmKgs/Tngizg9D0ZI/AAAAAAAAD8A/3Nda32yO4FQ/s1600/87629-114-012f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dY6ia8hmKgs/Tngizg9D0ZI/AAAAAAAAD8A/3Nda32yO4FQ/s320/87629-114-012f.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Labor Day 4-miler.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I have competed in 7 official events (that's 25.7 miles). I was a bit slow to start on this one, but my last 4 running events have occured over the last 4 consecutive weeks. Maybe I'll get to that 26-miles-for-26-years afterall. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Communte by bike to work 26+ times:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another one that I was slow to start on, this challenge is quite possibly my proudest achievement since starting this adventure. I have only biked to and from work 3 times, but those days have been 1 day each week for the past 3 consecutive weeks. Biking to work has been something that I've wanted to do for nearly a year now. One of those self vs.self dilemmas, but I have finally overcome all the excuses! It's a sweet 6 miles into work each morning as I ride across bridges, along the shoreline of Lake Union, and through the sunrise-lit skyscrapers of downtown Seattle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read 26 books:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To date, I have read 11 books. They have ranged from a children's novel for adults (or an adult's novel for children, however you look at it) &lt;i&gt;B is for Beer&lt;/i&gt; to the epic-length classic &lt;i&gt;The&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Count of Monte Cristo&lt;/i&gt;. Here are a few of my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Hunger Games &lt;/i&gt;series: Yes it's a young adult's series. Yes it is amazing! Yes it is addicting! You could not pry my hands away from these books, as I managed to knock all 3 of them out within a week. The series was so good that I even bought a book about the books (lame I know), and I'm counting the days until the movie is released (187). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Born to Run.&lt;/i&gt; Another book that is really tough to put down, yet at the same time all you really want to do is toss the book and throw on your running shoes to head out for an epic run. Even if you're not a runner (I pretend to be one), it's a fantastic story about an admirable sport and the isolated community of the Tarahumara that is world renown for its "techniques that allow them to run hundreds of miles without rest and chase down anything from a deer to an Olympic marathoner while enjoying every mile of it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Count of Monte Cristo.&lt;/i&gt; Though I read the "abridged" version, this looooooong classic novel is well worth the read. There wasn't a single moment where I found myself bored or uninterested in the storyline. It is 630-pages of pure entertainment in the form of action, adventure, vengeance, and passion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Animal, Vegetable, Miracle.&lt;/i&gt; The inspiration for what will be my 26+ day Food Challenge next month. It is a memoir about a family's attempt to go all-local for an entire year. They move away from their familiar dry and barren landscape in Tuscon, Arizona to rural Virgina where they raise turkeys and chickens, harvest&amp;nbsp; morrels, eat only what they and their neighbors produce, and celebrate the simple goodness of hard work and fresh, local, beautiful food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A 26-day Food Challenge:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herbivore? Done it. Omnivore? Doing it. Vegan? Meh. Raw? Hmmm... Locavore?Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Next month, I will embark on a month of local eating. That means no coffee,no tea, no quick lunches at Uwajimaya, no olive oil, and no soy milk. Therewill be plenty of farmers markets visits, supporting our local craft breweries,wineries, and cideries, and enjoying fresh produce from our backyard as well as free-range eggs and meat from the local pasture. There will definitely be more to come on thisin the coming month. In the mean time I leave you with this awesomely funny video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l2LBICPEK6w"&gt;clip&lt;/a&gt; from the show Portlandia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part with 26 things:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still don't really care for this task. I have parted with several items, donating them to &lt;a href="http://www.nwcenter.org/how-donate.asp"&gt;Northwest Center&lt;/a&gt;, but I haven't kept tabs on the items and don't intend to in the future. Hmmm... What's another good challenge? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Try 26 new recipes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've got 5 new recipes under my belt since the start of this challenge, and I anticipate many more to come as I head indoors for the coming season of rain and gray. I've made cheese and spinach stuffed poblanos, beet chips, BBQ tempeh sandwiches, some uber tasty goat cheese and pecan stuffed figs, and an amazing spinach dip that was a huge hit at both a friend's backyard BBQ and a communal backcountry meal at Goldmyer Hot Springs. Over the course of the next 6 months, it is my goal to perfect some staple Indian dishes (like palak masala and a chutney) and try my hand at making my own granola bars. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Create 26 pieces of art:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have created 3 pieces of art of very different media. I have dabbled in wood burning, painted ceramics, and a knitting and beading project. I blame Summer, the season of non-stop outdoor activities, for my slacking effort. Fall and Winter will be the season of craftiness. It will also be the season for &lt;b&gt;Discovering Several New Music Artists&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Taking 26 Photos I'm Proud Of&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Picnicking&lt;/b&gt; (likely in the rain), &lt;b&gt;Handwriting Notes&lt;/b&gt; (a Christmas must anyways), &lt;b&gt;Leaving Poems in Unsuspecting Places, &lt;/b&gt;taking up quite a few &lt;b&gt;New Hobbies&lt;/b&gt;, brushing up on my &lt;b&gt;Native Plant Latin terms&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;26 Different Languages&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;Writing a Letter to my 62-year-old Self&lt;/b&gt;. Whew! Though I'm WAY behind on these tasks, I still have hope. It is going to be one very productive Winter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hovering just above or below the half way mark on my&lt;b&gt; Dress-Wearing &lt;/b&gt;occasions (16), &lt;b&gt;Blogging&lt;/b&gt; (this is my 11th), &lt;b&gt;Planting Seeds&lt;/b&gt; (14 different types), &lt;b&gt;Volunteering&lt;/b&gt; (9), &lt;b&gt;Days in Another County&lt;/b&gt; (Canada counts!12), and &lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Climbing a V2, V3, V4, V5, and V6&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;26 Hikes &lt;/b&gt;(Why yes! I am entitled to change my mind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All in all, I'm about where I expected to be at this point in the game. I will be quite surprised if I actually cross off everything on this hefty to-do list by March 19, 2012. But as this blog's subtitle suggests: &lt;i&gt;The good life is a process, not a state of being. It is a direction, not a destination.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-4638967286348330011?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/4638967286348330011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/09/whoa-oh-im-half-way-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/4638967286348330011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/4638967286348330011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/09/whoa-oh-im-half-way-there.html' title='Whoa-Oh! I&apos;m Half Way There!'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVn4o0uQZqQ/TnGlw539aVI/AAAAAAAAD78/MZvKG1DsHE4/s72-c/CIMG3533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-5945097604641261152</id><published>2011-09-02T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T11:53:06.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>Trash Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;This update is a bit overdue. Butbetter late than never ey? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: black; float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CBFPZVy-jpY/TmEiw_PXF4I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/uuYLPW4IXJg/s1600/CIMG4130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CBFPZVy-jpY/TmEiw_PXF4I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/uuYLPW4IXJg/s320/CIMG4130.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cup runneth over... with recyclable corks.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;After a couple weeks of attempting alife with less packaging and waste I've learned a few things along the way.I've learned that we're quite below the national average of personal trashproduction (approximately at 1/12 of the national average). And somehow wemanaged to do this without putting too much effort into the cause. Actually, weput forth a pretty terrible effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoNormalTable" style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-firstrow: yes; mso-yfti-irow: 0;"&gt;  &lt;td style="padding: 0in 0in 0in 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="mso-yfti-irow: 1; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Summersin Seattle are a whirlwind for us. When the sun is shining in Seattle, you gogo go! Between long work days, bike rides, bbq-ing, beach visits, campingtrips, day hikes, etc etc etc, we had very little time for grocery shopping,cooking, and sleeping. And it's through our food packaging that we produce themost waste. Had we done this challenge during a slow grey season, we verylikely could have done the challenge right (and maybe even succeeded inproducing 0 waste). But being what it is, we opted for the challenge during oneof the busiest months of the year. That meant a lot of last minute dinner choices(where food in my belly was the main priority, not the packaging it came in),and we still kicked ass! This only goes to show that anyone can do this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Beyond the ever-growing trend offashionable reusable grocery bags and Klean Kanteen water bottles, here are afew things that we do, some old some new, to keep our waste at bay&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: black; float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SVkWMZJZfQ/TmEjFP4rs3I/AAAAAAAAD7c/Ow4YQOZdESQ/s1600/CIMG4144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0SVkWMZJZfQ/TmEjFP4rs3I/AAAAAAAAD7c/Ow4YQOZdESQ/s200/CIMG4144.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;B.Y.O.T.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;B.Y.O.Towel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; I highly doubt these things will ever be as trendy as thepersonal water bottles and reusable grocery bags (which I'm also a fan of), butI use these every day for my work lunches. &lt;a href="http://www.peopletowels.com/"&gt;People Towels&lt;/a&gt;, an alternative topaper towels, are reusable personal hand towels made of 100% organic Fair TradeCotton (And they have the cutest towel designs too). Don't give paper towelsmuch thought? Here's a disturbing fact: every day, Americans produce roughly3,000 tons of paper towel waste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toss ThosePlastic Sandwich Bags&lt;/b&gt;. Another item I use for my daily worklunches (also with really cute designs), &lt;a href="http://reusies.com/index.html"&gt;ReUsies&lt;/a&gt; are reusable sandwich bagsthat are lined to prevent your snacks and sandwiches from getting soggy, andyou can stick them in your dish washer or washing machine for a wash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Wine Habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; You can recycle the corks from your wine habit through theCork ReHarvest program. &lt;a href="http://www.corkforest.org/finder.php"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a link to all the grocery stores thataccept your wine corks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: black; float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zYTexeU2LMI/TmEjPJr9cfI/AAAAAAAAD7g/2HsEFhdM5hM/s1600/CF000668+16x21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zYTexeU2LMI/TmEjPJr9cfI/AAAAAAAAD7g/2HsEFhdM5hM/s200/CF000668+16x21.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A plastic diet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;BeautySalon with a Recycling Incentive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;.Eventhe most extensive and innovative municipal recycling programs often don'taccept plastic caps that are smaller than 3 inches in their recycling programs.Aveda Hair Salons, however, offers a &lt;a href="http://www.aveda.com/aboutaveda/caps.tmpl?ngextredir=1"&gt;Cap Recycling&lt;/a&gt; program where they process andrecycle small caps for their own beauty product line. Why caps you ask? Checkout more of these disturbing &lt;a href="http://www.chrisjordan.com/gallery/midway/#about"&gt;images&lt;/a&gt; of albatross birds who have mistaken our small plasticsfor food for their chicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Look It Up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Livewithin Seattle city limits? SPU's &lt;a href="http://www.seattle.gov/util/Services/Recycling/LookupTool/FoodPackaging/PaperCardboard/WaxedPaper/index.htm"&gt;Look It Up&lt;/a&gt; page is a great tool if you've got any questionsabout what to recycle, compost, or just toss. Still have questions, &lt;a href="mailto:AskEvelyn@seattle.gov"&gt;ask Evelyn&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Buy Bulk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Quite a few grocery stores offer a pretty impressiveselection of bulk goods, including the larger QFC stores, Whole Foods, PCC, andother small natural foods stores. Note that not all bulk practices areconsidered responsible packaging options. Buying bulk at Costco often resultsin more packaging. And the plastic bags, twist ties, and tape at the open-bulkaisle in standard grocery stores aren't exactly the best way to go either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: black; float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRrFLdgUgWw/TmEjiLYAyOI/AAAAAAAAD7o/RJaK4BUgIFg/s1600/CIMG4136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRrFLdgUgWw/TmEjiLYAyOI/AAAAAAAAD7o/RJaK4BUgIFg/s200/CIMG4136.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nearly a year's supply of plastic caps.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Stockup on your own storage containers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;of all sorts and sizes for bulk items. No need to buy fancy containers either,just reuse what you've already gone through. We buy our olive oil and laundrydetergent, among other things, from the bulk section using the same containersafter a quick wash.You can even ask the folks at the deli counters to use yourreusable containers. Shout out to Beth at the Whole Foods cheese counter! Sherocks! She got a kick out of our project and our annoying requests of slicingcheese into our bulk containers without the wax paper and wrap they normallyuse.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;All in all, waste is inevitable, butI've found it's quite easy to limit your waste production if you just give it alittle bit more thought and effort. A little can go a long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;"Sometimes when I consider whattremendous consequences come from little things…I am tempted to think…there areno little things."&amp;nbsp; -Bruce Barton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-5945097604641261152?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/5945097604641261152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/09/trash-tips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/5945097604641261152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/5945097604641261152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/09/trash-tips.html' title='Trash Tips'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CBFPZVy-jpY/TmEiw_PXF4I/AAAAAAAAD7Y/uuYLPW4IXJg/s72-c/CIMG4130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-1538116463566575485</id><published>2011-08-17T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T22:26:47.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>Well This Is Embarrasing...</title><content type='html'>...Actually, not so much. I'll explain.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;As I took inventory of our ever-growing trash collection throughout last week's experiment I became more and more disheartened by our trash efforts. During our one-week attempt at a trash-less adventure it seemed that luck was not on our side. Instead we conveniently finished off several household products that are rarely bought, and therefore rarely disposed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights of our waste this week include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toothpaste: Something we purchase maybe 3 times a year. We finished one last week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deodorant: Usually a biannual purchase, this item also found it's way into our trash can last week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chips Bag: We might go through 5 bags of chips throughout the year (okay when I say "we", I really mean "I" go through 5 bags of chips a year). My perhaps 3rd salty bag of chips of the year now resides in our waste bin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lemon Juice: Also typically a biannual purchase. Guess what? We finished that last week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Needless to say, last week's trash bin wasn't exactly representative of a typical trash week for us. I was bummed. I was embarrassed. I'd already determined what the likely title of this blog update would be "Well This is Embarrassing...". But truth be told, our efforts were not an embarrassment. In the end, even with the plethora of rare contributions to our waste bin, we did pretty freakin' awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we produced 0.8# of garbage, 2.5# of recycling, and 1.6# of compost (0.7# of which was a single pizza box). If you add it all up that's 4.9# of "waste" for two people for 7 full days. According to the &lt;a href="http://www.epa.gov/osw/nonhaz/municipal/"&gt;EPA&lt;/a&gt;, the average American produces 4.3# of waste &lt;u&gt;per person per day!&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; That's 12 times the amount of trash we created on a per person-day equivalent (0.35#)! BAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, we made some effort, but our numbers can totally be improved. We're working on round dos of this trash-less challenge and seeing where we get with it this week. Kevin's off to a good start this time, he has contributed only one paper towel to the waste pile so far this week. More to come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-1538116463566575485?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/1538116463566575485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/08/well-this-is-embarrasing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/1538116463566575485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/1538116463566575485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/08/well-this-is-embarrasing.html' title='Well This Is Embarrasing...'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-6986982569747732809</id><published>2011-08-08T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:25:39.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trash Talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>Trash Talk</title><content type='html'>If you couldn't already tell, I'm a fan of challenges. I'm also a fan of lists. One list that you may be somewhat familiar with, that is if you aren't a complete newcomer to this blog, is my 26-for-26 list. It's a decent list, and it's loaded with challenges.&amp;nbsp; I've recently conquered going carless for the 26+ day One Less Car challenge, and I'm planning a food challenge for the Fall season (going all local!).&amp;nbsp; This week, I'm dragging my live-in boyfriend along for the No Trash Week challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYiRYGqES3s/TkDEftgz77I/AAAAAAAAD0c/mLevKZZuX6A/s1600/P8081357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYiRYGqES3s/TkDEftgz77I/AAAAAAAAD0c/mLevKZZuX6A/s320/P8081357.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin's off to a bad start. He just presented me with 4 paper towels that he used today. At least one of us went an entire day without producing any trash. (Jenn=0, Kev= -4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we will likely produce more trash throughout the week, I'm fairly certain of it. But in an effort to live a more intentional life, we're seeing what sort of difference we can make in our waste production if we commit ourselves to minimizing it as much as possible for 7 full days. It's just 7 days...Cake! Right?! That's what I thought of the One Less Car challenge, and that certainly was not a walk in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we've emptied our trash, recycling, and compost receptacles and plan to track the waste we produce throughout the week. Wish us luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join in on the fun at &lt;a href="http://notrashweek.com/"&gt;No Trash Week&lt;/a&gt; and their &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=243067542383810"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt; page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-6986982569747732809?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/6986982569747732809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/08/trash-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/6986982569747732809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/6986982569747732809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/08/trash-talk.html' title='Trash Talk'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nYiRYGqES3s/TkDEftgz77I/AAAAAAAAD0c/mLevKZZuX6A/s72-c/P8081357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-8820287326667210638</id><published>2011-07-12T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:41:23.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Less Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>Car Cleanse Complete!</title><content type='html'>Today my car and I were reunited. It's been well over a month (41 days in fact) and thus completes my first 26-for-26 task, going carless for 26+ days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between showing up to appointments 1.5 hours late, missing several bus  connections, getting stranded in the Central District alone at 1am, running for the bus on numerous occasions (LOTS of running), and spending 3x more money on transportation than I normally do, I'd say all  in all it was a pretty positive experience. Really. There were a couple of times when I wanted to pull my hair out and give up, but in the end I might just do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned a few things along the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For starters, do not rely solely on Google transit. I've learned my lesson so that you don't have to make the same mistake. Trust me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This challenge would be WAY easier had I had a smartphone. As a result, I'm breaking down and buying one this month :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Biking is not only a very fulfilling and fun way to get around town, it's sometimes the most practical and efficient choice. Greenwood to U-District, for example: no Aurora Ave and no idling of your car for 15+ minutes in congestion, instead you encounter fun fast hills and a nice ride along Greenlake. I never knew the Greenwood neighborhood was so obtainable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The perks! I met a guy by the name of Ian on the Burke Gilman bike trail one day. He was telling folks about the &lt;a href="http://www.bicyclebenefits.org/"&gt;Bike for Benefits&lt;/a&gt; program, and as we were riding along we got to chatting about my car cleanse for the month. I told him about the &lt;a href="http://www.seattle.gov/waytogo/onelesscar.htm"&gt;One Less Car&lt;/a&gt; challenge and he handed me a free Bike for Benefits sticker (normally $5) for my helmet, so now as I bike to participating shops I get discounted food, booze, coffee, movie tickets, and even sex toys (if I so choose).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While traveling by car is often a pretty efficient means of getting around, we often perceive it to be way more efficient than it actually is. Seattle seems so much smaller and more obtainable now that I've experienced the city carless. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So, it wasn't easy. It was sometimes a headache, but it was definitely rewarding. I'm actually convinced now more than ever that I will someday go completely carless, but in my current place and position (aka, summer in Seattle) I'm looking forward to adventures via the transport of my own 4 wheels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-8820287326667210638?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/8820287326667210638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/07/car-cleanse-complete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/8820287326667210638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/8820287326667210638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/07/car-cleanse-complete.html' title='Car Cleanse Complete!'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-7461966542273727571</id><published>2011-06-10T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T15:25:21.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Less Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>The Realities of Car-Less Living</title><content type='html'>Going without a car during the month of June poses some interesting challenges. For starters, Kevin, my longtime live-in boyfriend, is out of the country for most of the month. What I was hoping would be an obtainable challenge is now a bit more difficult than originally thought. I signed up for a one-less-car challenge, not two-less-cars! Also, because of Kevin's absence, I won't have the luxury of in-home company and entertainment. That means I'll be spending more time away from home. That means more trips by foot, bike, and bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the summer season is nearly here. This presents both advantages and disadvantages. One major disadvantage is that with summer comes long glorious sunny days, which means more camping, hiking, etc. I'm quite sure that bussing and biking to remote campsites and trailheads throughout the Cascades and Olympics is a bit tough to do. I'm really hopeful that this one-less-car challenge doesn't pose too big an obstacle in enjoying my short PacNW summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, summer is the season of "spike" trips and trainings at work. A spike trip is typically a 4-day work trip in a remote part of the state, often involving work that is a bit out of the ordinary. Last month's Lake Chelan trip was a "spike," only it was an 8-dayer. Thursday night, I returned from another spike, a 4-day rafting and knotweed scouting adventure on the Sauk River. On Monday, I leave again for our WCC training week (a.k.a. adult summer camp). These two trips basically enable 8 freebies for my 26+ days of car-less living, but now as I've returned&amp;nbsp; to a full plate of weekend activities, the reality of this challenge has really started to set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, to knock out my evening to-do list of volunteering, running the Fremont 5k, and cat sitting, I will not only run 3.1 miles this afternoon, I'll also have to bike 9.4 miles to get from place to place. The steepest portion of this bike ride will directly follow my 5k race. Yay! I haven't been biking regularly, so this should be an interesting venture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is even better. I'd like to go to yoga class, donate platelets (another part of my 26-for-26), buy new hiking boots, check out the Bite of REI event, and stop by Kenny and Sara's place for some more kitten company. This trip would be cake if I just hopped in my car (35 minutes tops), but now I've got to manage several bus trips that add up to several hours of bus time. (It's a good thing I'm also working to read 26 books this year. I might knock two of them off the list in the time it'll take me to bus from place to place!) And then there's Sunday, when I plan to head to a more remote part of town for some more volunteering. Add another 2.5 hours of bus time to my day, in what would only take 45 minutes round-trip via my car. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my weekend plans could easily be done with the aid of 4-wheels, but it's feeling more and more like I'll have to sacrifice some activities for the sake of the one-less-car challenge. And that wasn't what I was hoping to get out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's a challenge if you aren't actually challenging yourself and stepping beyond your known limit of comfort and convenience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been defeated yet, just disheartened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-7461966542273727571?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/7461966542273727571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/06/realities-of-car-less-living.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/7461966542273727571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/7461966542273727571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/06/realities-of-car-less-living.html' title='The Realities of Car-Less Living'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-3549150636042383624</id><published>2011-06-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T19:46:58.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Soggy Trash and Laughs</title><content type='html'>Despite recent writings about one truly amazing work trip, don't be fooled, my work isn't always beautiful scenery and campfires. Today, for example, I picked up trash. Very stinky, wet, decaying, trash . All in dissolving and ripped trash bags or untied tarps. What fun! In the debris pile were the remnants of an Earth Day event at &lt;a href="http://www.govlink.org/watersheds/9/plan-implementation/SRFB-northwinds.aspx"&gt;North Winds Weir&lt;/a&gt;, an estuarine salmon habitat restoration site in a very industrial stretch of the Duwamish River. The debris pile consisted of invasive weeds and trash that had been picked from the site by enthusiastic volunteers, and it was all left to sit in muck and several weeks of rain until yours truly arrived back from wonderful Lake Chelan. Welcome back Jenn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the many perks of my job, I do sometimes get stuck with these oh-so-exciting tasks, but what else can you do but to knock it off your to-do list as quickly and painlessly as possible. So, I set off in "Dumpy," our 1-ton dump truck, to the smelly task at hand. Upon arriving at the site, I discovered that the debris pile was nearly 3 times the size I was informed of. Fantastic! While imagining yelling profanities at a certain project manager, a man walked up and exclaimed "Great job!" with big smiling eyes. And so we chatted a bit about the restoration site, volunteers, fishing spots, salmon, etc. Nothing too out of the ordinary considering the stage and circumstances, but he was extremely pleasant to chat with. The conversation was brief, but engaging. In our quick exchange I had forgotten that I was elbow deep into a ripped trash bag of decaying organic matter. Oddly enough, in that moment, I too found myself with a genuine smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the project site, Dumpy and I slowly made our way to the local transfer station while humming along to the terrible pop music of Radio Disney (there are very few options available through Dumpy's radio dial).&amp;nbsp; There, I was greeted by the compactor operator, who pointed to the logo on Dumpy's side and immediately started asking away about my position with the Washington Conservation Corps. The conversation then turned to his nephew who recently signed up for City Year (another AmeriCorps program) in Miami. We discussed Florida and other AmeriCorps programs (apparently VISTA preceded AmeriCorps), and I again found myself engaged in a enjoyable conversation in an odd place. I'd once again forgotten my undesirable situation (think large trash pits and saturated gloves) and was sharing laughs with the nicest of strangers at the local dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is folks. My workday! I apologize for this lacklustre story about my mundane trash run at work. While this likely won't be a very popular blog posting, nor will this day rank as one of my top 10 WCC work days, I do think it is one to remember. As they say, the world always looks brighter behind a smile. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-3549150636042383624?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/3549150636042383624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/06/soggy-trash-and-laughs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/3549150636042383624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/3549150636042383624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/06/soggy-trash-and-laughs.html' title='Soggy Trash and Laughs'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-7991094894562877679</id><published>2011-05-31T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:34:23.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Less Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>One Less Car</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow marks the first day of a one-month trial separation from my car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sbZyD2Vppfk/TeXMji4Oy3I/AAAAAAAADQQ/Er8m5uHr7pI/s1600/DSC02253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sbZyD2Vppfk/TeXMji4Oy3I/AAAAAAAADQQ/Er8m5uHr7pI/s320/DSC02253.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's sittin' low. First road trip, moving to NorCal 2007.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I signed up for this challenge well over a month ago, but the timing seems pretty spot on. After a wonderful 8-day escape from the norm, I've reluctantly returned to my normal day-in-day-out place of residence and work. It's a great place to be, don't get me wrong. Seattle is wonderful, especially now that it's beginning to feel a bit more like summer, and I can't complain too much about the normal WCC workday. But I do find myself craving a simpler life. Less technology, more homemade goods. Fewer material attachments, more freedom. Less congestion, more birdsongs.&amp;nbsp; And now, no personal car trips for 26+ days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDI2lpPgTz8/TeXOn-ZmaUI/AAAAAAAADQY/GDWhkuWzzxs/s1600/CIMG2388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bDI2lpPgTz8/TeXOn-ZmaUI/AAAAAAAADQY/GDWhkuWzzxs/s320/CIMG2388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Snow! Seattle Nov 2010.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The challenge comes by way of Seattle's "&lt;a href="http://www.seattle.gov/waytogo/onelesscar.htm"&gt;One Less Car&lt;/a&gt;" program. It's a program that provides incentives for people to "save money, reduce stress, and help the environment by living with one less car." Level 1: Trial separation. Level 2: Break up with your car. Though I've toyed with the idea, I'm not sure that I'm quite ready to give up my Hyundai just yet. She wasn't my first car, but she's definitely my favorite. We've been through so much together, she and I. Multiple cross-country roadtrips, each of them life changing. From bottoming out in the middle of nowhere Utah (thanks Kev!), from national park to national park, through Florida's incredible heavy rains and hail, through our first snowy winter together, and so much more. She's been a trouper! Regardless, I crave more simplicity in my life. I want to taste a car-free existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm heading to the grocery store, with the windows down and the sunroof rolled back. After that, it will be "Adios my dear car!" We'll visit again in one month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3VoXpefcI7Q/TeXJ3H9UosI/AAAAAAAADQI/8YKyg9Dp_3I/s1600/CIMG3497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3VoXpefcI7Q/TeXJ3H9UosI/AAAAAAAADQI/8YKyg9Dp_3I/s320/CIMG3497.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Odometer Reading, 05/31: 109,834miles&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-7991094894562877679?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/7991094894562877679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-less-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/7991094894562877679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/7991094894562877679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-less-car.html' title='One Less Car'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sbZyD2Vppfk/TeXMji4Oy3I/AAAAAAAADQQ/Er8m5uHr7pI/s72-c/DSC02253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-6524090313384875840</id><published>2011-05-27T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:48:25.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Great Outdoors'/><title type='text'>Wishing I Were Sitting Fireside</title><content type='html'>I've just returned from an &lt;i&gt;EPIC&lt;/i&gt; 8-day work adventure at Lake Chelan, and I find myself desiring the comfort of the campfire over the comfort of my recent return to civilization, the city, my basement apartment, a proper bed, clean clothes and hair, and a bottle of wine. The luxuries of cleanliness and intoxication are all dearly missed and oh-so-fantastic, but it just doesn't compare to the crisp clean cool air, the glow of the campfire, and the company of some pretty amazing folks. Le sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TA18TSZv0ao/TeCbkKQu84I/AAAAAAAADA0/GJTMhckGFn4/s1600/CIMG3305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TA18TSZv0ao/TeCbkKQu84I/AAAAAAAADA0/GJTMhckGFn4/s320/CIMG3305.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moore Point, Lake Chelan at dusk.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I've just returned from what will be my last work trip out to Lake Chelan. Sure, I can return for a personal vacation, but it just won't be the same. There won't be Mike, our guru chef for the work stint. He ensured we were fed until we burst, and always had a campfire prepared at the wake of the morning and our return to camp at the end of a long 10-hour work day on very inhospitable (but very beautiful) terrain. There won't be a group of 18+ WCC folks sharing stories of the work day, wildlife-sightings, bird songs, body aches, our longer second toes, blisters, significant others, you name it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just returned to "normalcy".&amp;nbsp; It's comfortable, but not enough. I crave the wilderness more than anything I crave here in the city. I appreciate the company, the conversation, the shared muscles aches, the laughter, and the memories that I'll always carry with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just returned from the grandest of WCC work trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I itch for the next opportunity for a camping and backpacking adventure. Stay tuned. More adventures to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Here I am, safely returned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="GramE" style="font-size: small;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; those peaks from a journey far more beautiful and strange &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="GramE" style="font-size: small;"&gt;than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; anything I had hoped for or imagined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;--how is it that this safe return brings such regret?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Peter &lt;span class="SpellE"&gt;Matthiessen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-6524090313384875840?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/6524090313384875840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/05/wishing-i-were-sitting-fireside.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/6524090313384875840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/6524090313384875840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/05/wishing-i-were-sitting-fireside.html' title='Wishing I Were Sitting Fireside'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TA18TSZv0ao/TeCbkKQu84I/AAAAAAAADA0/GJTMhckGFn4/s72-c/CIMG3305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-4299747635387150418</id><published>2011-04-14T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:17:51.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libations'/><title type='text'>Adventures in Libations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsQHzklBug/TafUv_C_MaI/AAAAAAAACxk/5XnP-krgh5E/s1600/CIMG3050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsQHzklBug/TafUv_C_MaI/AAAAAAAACxk/5XnP-krgh5E/s320/CIMG3050.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's taste bud adventures included a fine Mexican meal, courtesy of Chef Kevin, and a new and uber-tasty adult beverage, New Belgium's Le Terroir. Part of their "Lips of Faith" series, this dry-hopped sour ale is top-notch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the bottle:&lt;i&gt; "Le Terroir is a French term meaning "of the earth." Used to reference the environmental conditions that affect the brew, we like to think about the terroir of our foeders. These wooden barrels age our sour ale in varying temperatures, humidity, and vibrations. The terroir of New Belgium, so to speak. Add in another variable by dry-hopping with peachy, mango-like amarillo hops, and we created an ale that changes every time we brew it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This tasty brew is delish! The nose is citrusy and peachy. The flavor sour, earthy, and peachy. Though the peach becomes more and more prominent as you reach the end of your glass, it's not an overwhelming fruitiness, but subtle and delicious (aka: not a girly fruit beer, but a finely crafted ale that both genders can appreciate and enjoy, seriously). Well balanced and smooth. A perfect compliment to a mexican dish. Did I mention earthy? See tasting notes for more details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other recent new-to-me brews include Rogue's Dirtoir (black lager), Victory's Scarletfire (rauchbier), and Naked City Brewing's Cadillac Coat (pale ale, 100% falconers flight hops- a new "hot" hop that I've never heard of before...more to come on that later). All very tasty and recommended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. The tasting wheel for the beer was taken from our 33Bottles of Beer tasting journal. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.33beers.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. They have tasting books for 33 Bottles of Wine, 33 Cups of Coffee, 33 Cheese, and more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-4299747635387150418?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/4299747635387150418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/04/adventures-in-libations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/4299747635387150418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/4299747635387150418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/04/adventures-in-libations.html' title='Adventures in Libations'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsQHzklBug/TafUv_C_MaI/AAAAAAAACxk/5XnP-krgh5E/s72-c/CIMG3050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8932242097154719842.post-4465975218030636795</id><published>2011-04-01T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T16:24:56.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 For 26'/><title type='text'>Welcome! 26 Things for my 26th Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OMG I’m now in my late-twenties!&amp;nbsp; To celebrate, I put together a list of 26 Things for my 26th Year. One of the items included in the list is to "Blog 26 times." Hence the reason for this new and unfamiliar endeavor of blogging. Welcome to my first blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;26 Things for my 26th Year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Create 26 pieces of art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spend 26 nights outdoors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wear a dress (You guessed it! 26 times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Go  car-less for 26+ consecutive days (Personal car that is. Driving the company vehicle  is necessary if I actually want to do (and keep) my job) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Volunteer 26 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Compete in 26 official events. (Perhaps even that ever-so-daunting 26 miles for 26 years challenge.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Blog 26 times. (First step: start a blog.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Take 26 photos I’m proud of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Write down 26 of my favorite poems and quotes and leave them in unlikely places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Discover 26 new music artists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Read 26 books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Part with 26 things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Do 26 days of a juice fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Plant 26 seeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Attempt 26 new hobbies/activities. (This one is a recent update. I  decided to forgo the challenge of staying up for 26-hours straight.  Though it's something I could pretty easily do (especially if  traveling), it just doesn't sound like fun. But twenty-six new hobbies,  on the other hand, that's something I can look forward to!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Try 26 new recipes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Donate  blood 26 times. (Technically, you can’t give blood more than 6 times  in a year, so I’ll just bring someone along with me each time I donate.  Any volunteers??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;26 picnics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Commute by bike to work 26+ times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A 26-day food challenge (Herbivore? Done it. Ominvore? Doing in. Vegan? Meh. Raw? Hmmm.... Locavore? Yes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Spend 26 days in another country (Canada counts! And is only 2.5 hours away.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Write 26 (hand-written) notes and mail them out (on time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Recognize and know the Latin for 26 PacNW native plants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Climb a V2, V3, V4, V5, and V6 (I can dream right!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;. 26 Hikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Try 26 different beers&lt;strike&gt;/wines&lt;/strike&gt; I haven’t tried before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Learn to say “Hello” and “Thank You” in 26 different languages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Write a letter to my 62-year-old self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Disclaimer 04/01/11: I fully intend to revamp this list as the year goes on. It was a bit of a struggle coming up with 26 things that I felt were beneficial and fun, challenging yet obtainable.&amp;nbsp; It took many minds and many hours to come up with a list that I feel is mediocre at best.&amp;nbsp; Keep an eye out for updates (&lt;i&gt;note the crossed out text&lt;/i&gt;). Suggestions appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8932242097154719842-4465975218030636795?l=directionnotdestination.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/feeds/4465975218030636795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-26-things-for-my-26th-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/4465975218030636795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8932242097154719842/posts/default/4465975218030636795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://directionnotdestination.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-26-things-for-my-26th-year.html' title='Welcome! 26 Things for my 26th Year.'/><author><name>Direction not Destination</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01749674538870848184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnFY65TsI8Q/ThzHcb5j5lI/AAAAAAAADUY/7M-N0GTHRnM/s220/CIMG3886.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
