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<rss version="2.0"><channel><description></description><title>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @mytoday)</generator><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Mah Na Mah Na…love.</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAZtsCDN0Pk&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAZtsCDN0Pk&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mah Na Mah Na…love.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/236588478</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/236588478</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 22:46:26 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Children are likely to live up to what you believe of them."</title><description>“Children are likely to live up to what you believe of them.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Lady Bird Johnson&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/231528241</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/231528241</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 00:07:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I can’t begin to describe how much I enjoy game nights in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kshwebJC611qz6gv2o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can’t begin to describe how much I enjoy game nights in the company of &lt;strike&gt;good &lt;/strike&gt;friends..no scratch that.  Great Friends.  We tried this game for the first time on Saturday and we are still laughing and talking about some of the responses that were made.  There is some truth in advertising after all.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/230996368</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/230996368</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 13:51:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>mynylife:

1972 also saw the addition of a half bath. I adore...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksgs3qs4zv1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/230441427/1972-also-saw-the-addition-of-a-half-bath-i-adore"&gt;mynylife&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;1972 also saw the addition of a half bath. I adore these tiles. And, since my mom has four of these amazing hand towels, also from that year, I snagged one for me and one for Anna.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; I could have highlighted the heart on tumblr but then I would by lying.  I more than “like” these.  I love them! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/230896150</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/230896150</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 11:23:13 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>This photo saddens me so much.  To start your life out this way...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksc1mps19w1qz6gv2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This photo saddens me so much.  To start your life out this way grasping for food, shelter ..warmth ..company is heartbreaking.  Bogotá, Colombia.  Year unknown.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/227977139</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/227977139</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 10:59:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>beautifulordinaire:

Can you see the dark circles under my...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksacswNrwn1qzqyumo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://beautifulordinaire.tumblr.com/post/227071893"&gt;beautifulordinaire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Can you see the dark circles under my eyes?  This hat was a labor of love and last night I was so very proud that I finished it &lt;i&gt;before &lt;/i&gt;Halloween but this morning our resident baby Ayatollah threw it on the ground and yelled that he wanted to be a dog as he stomped off to his room.  A dog.  Right.  Somehow I have a feeling that once he discovers that you only get candy and chocolate if you are dressed up as something and his only something is a frog he will have a change of mind.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;…and a change of heart. Great job momma.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/227103440</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/227103440</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 13:52:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>11:44 a.m.</title><description>Me: Why are you running away from your poo?&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
The Cat: &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: You're right, I probably would, too.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
The Cat: &lt;br /&gt;&#13;
Me: Okay - sometimes I do.&lt;br /&gt;&#13;
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I can never get enough of these conversations you have with your cat. :)</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/225046703</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/225046703</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 13:52:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>boyghost:

Raining in Baltimore | A romance in seven parts
•...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://1.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krn2euWRuz1qzl963o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://boyghost.tumblr.com/post/215206809/raining-in-baltimore-a-romance-in-seven-parts-o"&gt;boyghost&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raining in Baltimore &lt;/i&gt;| A romance in seven parts&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;• “It’s Raining in Baltimore” by Counting Crows&lt;br/&gt;• “Auburn and Ivory” by Beach House&lt;br/&gt;• “Playground Love” by Air&lt;br/&gt;• “Nude” by Radiohead&lt;br/&gt;• “Destiny” by Zero 7&lt;br/&gt;• “Three Little Birds” by The Postmarks&lt;br/&gt;• “Saturday Sun” by Nick Drake&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There is a story in there, somewhere.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;gorgeous.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/224621024</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/224621024</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 01:54:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Party.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Apparently the social butterfly has been telling all her friends at daycare that we are having a Halloween party at our house complete with 4 different kinds of pie.  When I asked her what about me?  As in..”what about letting me know?” her wide grinned response was..”you’re invited too!”  Gee thanks!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/224519397</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/224519397</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 23:48:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>fascinating:

Banjo “Fancy Dancer” …   We were going through the...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/raeEOXZg86w&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/raeEOXZg86w&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://fascinating.tumblr.com/post/224430660/banjo-fancy-dancer-we-were-going-through-the"&gt;fascinating&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Banjo “Fancy Dancer” …   We were going through the dress-up box today trying to select Halloween costumes.  This is what Banjo chose.  Never to early for cross-dressing, right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My boy is so pretty …&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He is Absolutely &lt;b&gt;Pretty adorable &lt;/b&gt;;)  Never too early and just in time to make me smile.  :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/224515613</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/224515613</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 23:44:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>whack. oh!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I don’t know what’s wrong with me by now you’d think I’d learned my lesson.  Once again, after experiencing tremendous hair frustration I took a pair of scissors and whacked about 5 inches off the bottom.  Think puff ball with legs.  This is the reason your hairdresser deserves a great tip.  I should take a photo and hang it next to my scissors..just in case I ever get this brilliant idea..which I am sure I will.  Glutton.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/223474242</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/223474242</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 00:05:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Our morning walk.  We came home with a collection of acorn...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ks0wldMDud1qz6gv2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our morning walk.  We came home with a collection of acorn tops..the squirrels beat us to the punch.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/221837540</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/221837540</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 10:36:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Shoes..Happy day.  Many months ago my younger brother sent...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ks03maGO3M1qz6gv2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Shoes..Happy day.  Many months ago my younger brother sent these shoes to my daughter.  He wanted her to have “happy shoes” just like she had when she was smaller.  Only the box arrived and they were HUGE…HUMONGOUS.  It was a family joke that she would eventually fit and wear them when she went off to college.  Luckily she didn’t have to wait that long.  The wait is over..and her feet couldn’t be happier.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/221526892</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/221526892</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 00:10:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"It’s like the car has the hiccups"</title><description>““It’s like the car has the hiccups””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Daughters comment after we hit a speed bump.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/221509473</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/221509473</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 23:47:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>suitep:

That award-winning photograph of the Iberian wolf I...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krxwshiiDr1qz7t8to1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://suitep.tumblr.com/post/220402603/that-award-winning-photograph-of-the-iberian-wolf"&gt;suitep&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;That award-winning photograph of the Iberian wolf I posted this morning was taken with a Hasselblad. I should’ve known.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I take this out of its Haliburton case every once in awhile, just to hold it and remember my dad. And remember how this camera was always with him. From my earliest childhood memories, he carried this everywhere.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m so happy it’s with me now, because he isn’t.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;how wonderful to have something that was so personal to him…and for it to be in your hands now.  I hope you’ll share some of his photographs.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/220581844</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/220581844</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 23:22:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>marjoree:

(via superbomba)

Flashback moment.!  When I was...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://21.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krska42Qa21qz5hcoo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://westwhim.com/post/218937241/via-superbomba"&gt;marjoree&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://superbomba.tumblr.com/"&gt;superbomba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Flashback moment.!  When I was bootcamp, bars just like these tortured my insides.  For some reason while others could keep their arms strong and elbows tight and hold their heads above the bar my arms were like slinkys.  I was up there one second eyes closed, teeth gritting and just like that I was down in 7 seconds flat.  (Which at the time seemed to be an eternity)  Somehow after a million push ups later I managed to conquer that bar..but still many moons later I can’t pass one of these things without cringing and laughing on the inside. Ooh Rah. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/219032407</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/219032407</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 09:00:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>supernice:

A short, edited list of things I have packed, in no...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krudte4v4x1qz500qo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://supernice.tumblr.com/post/218644872/a-short-edited-list-of-things-i-have-packed-in"&gt;supernice&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;A short, edited list of things I have packed, in no particular order: &lt;i&gt;Balinese bone sculptures, Japanese birthday flags, pool balls, mink penis bones, petrified seahorses, coral from Tulum, rocks from Nice, shark tooth shaped pieces of wood from the North Coast, shibori, antique keys from Fayence, a tiny test tube with a Happy Birthday note in it, twenty fortunes from fortune cookies, died eggs from Easter two years ago, polar bears in four sizes (one origami), a (broken)plastic goldfish (which I have wrapped, and unwrapped, eight times now - it has travelled literally thousands of miles), a love letter from Yasmin, a broken figurine Harper made of himself in Kindergarten, a lightbulb, a small pill case with a turquoise inlay I got for one of my teenage birthdays from Helen, a reverse cut woodblock that says “ynnuS”, two bulls horns, various postcards and photographs, a scrap of gold-leafed leather, some suede that discoloured, perfectly, in the sunlight, a cicada in glass, a voodoo doll I made for Simon, the Squirrel’s first pair of Nikes, a pocket map of Paris, a ceramic mushroom, a Thai white elephant.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;None of these things worth anything but to me, for whom they quite literally vibrate with meaning; all, each and every one, beautiful, priceless and completely irreplaceable.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;      personal treasures.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/219022385</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/219022385</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 08:42:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>mynylife:

The light in my rooms is a narrative all day long....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krrnlsjzJj1qz6f9xo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krrnlsjzJj1qz6f9xo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krrnlsjzJj1qz6f9xo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://19.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krrnlsjzJj1qz6f9xo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mynylife.tumblr.com/post/217197205/the-light-in-my-rooms-is-a-narrative-all-day-long"&gt;mynylife&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The light in my rooms is a narrative all day long. This morning’s story: THE SUN! I was so freaking glad to finally see it that I bounced around my place, taking pictures of that gorgeous, bright yellow light. I swear, I need it like I need air.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/217331371</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/217331371</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 14:10:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>marjoree:

The Naked Rationer (1941)
Young Dutchman walking down...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://17.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krk8urN4bs1qz7e7fo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://westwhim.com/post/213796989/the-naked-rationer"&gt;marjoree&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Naked Rationer (1941)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Young Dutchman walking down city street, naked save for a fedora and shoes as he dares punishment by the SS while protesting clothes rationing by the occupying Germans.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;That’ll “show em”.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/213845741</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/213845741</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 12:02:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I like this one. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kriv2rf1fF1qz6gv2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like this one. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/213121764</link><guid>http://mytoday.tumblr.com/post/213121764</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 16:47:15 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
