<?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-339536945757386790</id><updated>2012-02-06T19:57:00.632-08:00</updated><category term='Gerard Butler'/><title type='text'>Moon River and Me</title><subtitle type='html'>A random blog about me and my life as I try    to cross Moon River in style...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>276</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2009073788420537530</id><published>2012-01-26T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:50:02.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-9RGC1NsVI/TyIm6gkYFAI/AAAAAAAACZg/m89DcfUAJvA/s1600/be63283847e411e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-9RGC1NsVI/TyIm6gkYFAI/AAAAAAAACZg/m89DcfUAJvA/s320/be63283847e411e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702162864821244930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VFYhehsEBw/TyIm6jG3MbI/AAAAAAAACZY/d7vih90wwBo/s1600/4cec108e47e411e19e4a12313813ffc0_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1VFYhehsEBw/TyIm6jG3MbI/AAAAAAAACZY/d7vih90wwBo/s320/4cec108e47e411e19e4a12313813ffc0_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702162865502761394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wK_nRVPZUoA/TyIm61uK5qI/AAAAAAAACZo/QdVojX70SQ8/s1600/ea7cd04a47e411e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wK_nRVPZUoA/TyIm61uK5qI/AAAAAAAACZo/QdVojX70SQ8/s320/ea7cd04a47e411e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702162870499468962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sending "Thank You" cards. I started at a young age...when I gave my own surgeon a little Mickey Mouse doctor statue, and a photo of me dressed in surgical attire (mum helped). He had just finished saving my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward 24 years and I am hanging a cute little drawing from another pediatric surgical patient on our family fridge- next to a copy of the above mentioned photo. And the recipient of said thank you was my husband. Also included were more adult presents---a card from the family and a super cute bottle of wine named The Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fairly certain this is the cutest gift my husband has ever gotten---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this year I spoke with my surgeon Dr. Karl and learned he still had the gift and picture...and I know in another 24 years, my husband will as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(side note: I swear this is my last doctor-related posting for a while!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2009073788420537530?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2009073788420537530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2009073788420537530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2009073788420537530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2009073788420537530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-9RGC1NsVI/TyIm6gkYFAI/AAAAAAAACZg/m89DcfUAJvA/s72-c/be63283847e411e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-674926540928976471</id><published>2012-01-24T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:33:37.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner at Reagan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Doctors are men who prescribe medicines of which they know little, to cure diseases of which they know less, in human beings of whom they know nothing”-Voltaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltaire is usually one of my most trusted philosophers, and his writing are one of my most pleasured escapes, and yet I find myself thoroughly disturbed by the quote about. Interestingly, if you Google quotes about doctors, you rarely find a good one. Why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat at UCLA Ronald Reagan's cafeteria this evening grabbing dinner (I love hospitals- and particularly hospital food, don't ask, I am clearly weird) while my husband started work, I watched dozens of doctors quickly come in and out- grabbing food- and checking their pager- and then running off. My husband was one such doctor. I often wonder why it seems society is seemingly decreasing the  amount of respect for said profession, when it requires more heart, and dedication, and sacrifice than its counterparts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband often feels I am one who rarely respects physicians- and the medical profession as a whole- simply because I don't like going to the doctors for myself, that I rarely listen to my own doctors, and more importantly, him. But nothing could be further from the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love doctors. I have since I was a baby, because after all, I in particular wouldn't be here without them. Born with a severe congenital heart defect, it was only because of a group compiled of dedicated nurses, a caring pediatrician, a thorough cardiologist, and a brilliant surgeon that I get to hang out at a hospital like tonight----simply for fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in the medical profession may not all be brilliant and caring, but when you think about the real sacrifices they make, you might be more sympathetic, and respectful...because they give up more than just dinner with their families at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, here is a picture of my dinner. Yep, that is a big chunk of cake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6l355fm3JLo/Tx5shUXvL-I/AAAAAAAACZE/MfgyQ6D8gKU/s1600/5f698570466311e19896123138142014_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6l355fm3JLo/Tx5shUXvL-I/AAAAAAAACZE/MfgyQ6D8gKU/s320/5f698570466311e19896123138142014_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701113497957380066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-674926540928976471?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/674926540928976471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=674926540928976471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/674926540928976471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/674926540928976471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/dinner-at-reagan.html' title='Dinner at Reagan.'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6l355fm3JLo/Tx5shUXvL-I/AAAAAAAACZE/MfgyQ6D8gKU/s72-c/5f698570466311e19896123138142014_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1018925718727016543</id><published>2012-01-17T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:14:28.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What being Catholic has taught me...</title><content type='html'>okay,  this isn't intended to be a soapbox, but I thought I would blog about something very personal- more so than friendships or romantic relationships. It is my faith. And whilst it isn't perfect, it something I strive to protect and foster daily. Even if that means dragging myself to mass or overcoming the cringe of my tithe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, love, love religion. I took religion courses all through elementary, middle and high school. I've studied at Catholic schools, Evangelical ones- and even did graduate work on Judaism. Yep, you read that right. My best friend growing up was Hindu. And two of my closet friends are Buddhist and Jewish respectively. I find religion interesting, to say the least. But,  I should never be confused for anything but Roman Catholic. It isn't that I feel being Catholic makes me better, nor even more "right", either. Truth is, while I have faith- I do believe there is only one God, and the most important things in life is to be as good as you can, without judgement of others. I do sadly relish in the occasional "bitch" fest over coffee...and thankfully, there is confession for that ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure I remember my first mass. I have been going for as  long as I can remember, and it is the only place where I can be in California, New York or even England and know that I belong. The words- the smells and feelings remain unchanged regardless of my geographical location. And that is a comfort that is priceless. But it isn't the amazing earthly building that I adore (have you been to the Vatican?). It is the beliefs and the identity that comes with it. And for all you Catholics out there, you know exactly what I am talking about. We  almost always have a crucifix above our beds (and more importantly we know what INRI stands for). Our rosary belonged to our grandparents. We probably can trace our roots to Ireland. Ave Maria (in Latin) is on our iPod. We rocked the plaid school uniforms. We pray to Mary... nightly. And make no excuses for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a picture of my July trip to Rome- and particularly The Vatican. It is one of the only few I have, but I think it does the trip justice...it was my "Birthright" trip of sorts...but of course, mine wasn't free ;) Typical Catholics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEXH_bkwwnY/TxZjA_bIPNI/AAAAAAAACY4/LoNEkjFAnrI/s1600/Blog%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEXH_bkwwnY/TxZjA_bIPNI/AAAAAAAACY4/LoNEkjFAnrI/s320/Blog%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698851247160310994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1018925718727016543?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1018925718727016543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1018925718727016543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1018925718727016543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1018925718727016543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-being-catholic-has-taught-me.html' title='What being Catholic has taught me...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uEXH_bkwwnY/TxZjA_bIPNI/AAAAAAAACY4/LoNEkjFAnrI/s72-c/Blog%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-26793863698880258</id><published>2012-01-17T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:44:22.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Support for night float comes in all forms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sICvZ6GrdDI/TxZcLkf4sUI/AAAAAAAACYg/Bynztkh25rs/s1600/photo-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sICvZ6GrdDI/TxZcLkf4sUI/AAAAAAAACYg/Bynztkh25rs/s320/photo-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698843732329673026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PikpJuYg1o8/TxZcL3Xq0pI/AAAAAAAACYs/-efA2iS5BrI/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PikpJuYg1o8/TxZcL3Xq0pI/AAAAAAAACYs/-efA2iS5BrI/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698843737395483282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;including sweets and dry erase board notes for his 7ish am return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I am lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-26793863698880258?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/26793863698880258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=26793863698880258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/26793863698880258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/26793863698880258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/support-for-night-float-comes-in-all.html' title='Support for night float comes in all forms...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sICvZ6GrdDI/TxZcLkf4sUI/AAAAAAAACYg/Bynztkh25rs/s72-c/photo-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-9206607952919085476</id><published>2012-01-14T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T00:24:26.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Float...how I loathe thee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“The great secret of doctors, known only to their wives, but still hidden from the public, is that most things get better by themselves; most things, in fact, are better in the morning”- Lewis Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if only the above were true my husband would be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often hear stories about life inside the hospital- the kind that make your eyes well and your heart heavy-and recently these stories involve "night float". For those that whom are unfamiliar, night float is the joyous months when an intern (in this case my surgical intern husband) takes cross-cover (typically a 12-16 hr shift) in the early evening to early morning. Yesterday night was our first. Tonight, our second. While I don't have to be up- and probably shouldn't- I cannot imagine doing anything else. I want to be on the same sleep schedule as my husband. But it doesn't mean I do not loathe it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we are still adjusting, I am fatigued but when I am about to complain I thank God I am home, in our beautiful quiet home, while my husband is in a dreary hospital working. I have found some slightly happy ways to pass the time, including excessive cleaning- writing- Facebook stalking and of course, prepping for about 7am when he does come home. I am making a habit of putting his favourite donuts, smoothies, fruit and bagels out on the table for when he comes home and I even include flowers (he might not appreciate them as much as me so perhaps they are after all for me). Life is bound to get easier. There is a light at the end of the tunnel and in 10-15 years I look forward to the day when we laugh about this time...and it is he giving orders to the interns and residents ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-9206607952919085476?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/9206607952919085476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=9206607952919085476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/9206607952919085476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/9206607952919085476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/night-floathow-i-loathe-thee.html' title='Night Float...how I loathe thee...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-3431802807183902944</id><published>2012-01-12T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:24:46.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night- date night!</title><content type='html'>I had a great weekend with my husband...and am bummed that I somewhat messed it up by fighting the other day. I hate that, you know the feeling when things are going really well and than a fight over something silly ruins it? Oh well, "forward ever, backward never" in the words of my beloved and brilliant grandmother, Baba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband got off work on Saturday around 1AM. It is hard to get frustrated at his schedule- when you know he is helping people all day in a highly demanding job. I am selfish for missing him and making him aware of it. Anyway, we went to Norm's in LA around 2AM and it made me feel like a college student just finishing an evening of partying. On Sunday, after a meeting, we went to Korean BBQ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from Sunday night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kM4uC_ETYaQ/Tw_cLP7_0WI/AAAAAAAACYE/EFiYPWgNqLs/s1600/e6f0a45c3db611e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kM4uC_ETYaQ/Tw_cLP7_0WI/AAAAAAAACYE/EFiYPWgNqLs/s320/e6f0a45c3db611e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697014139461816674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BX5DHHu3Yw/Tw_cLKDaO6I/AAAAAAAACYQ/_JMKzp2Co1s/s1600/f78fcc8e3db611e19896123138142014_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BX5DHHu3Yw/Tw_cLKDaO6I/AAAAAAAACYQ/_JMKzp2Co1s/s320/f78fcc8e3db611e19896123138142014_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697014137882295202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-3431802807183902944?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/3431802807183902944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=3431802807183902944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3431802807183902944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3431802807183902944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-night-date-night.html' title='Sunday night- date night!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kM4uC_ETYaQ/Tw_cLP7_0WI/AAAAAAAACYE/EFiYPWgNqLs/s72-c/e6f0a45c3db611e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7425426631829252751</id><published>2012-01-12T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T21:36:02.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our next car...soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz"-Janis Joplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend when the Mercedes was in the shop, the dealership gave us a C300 2011 rental. This is the picture. I was in heaven driving it over the few days and whilst Ryan didn't favour it per se, I did. When we move to Seattle we most likely will only have 1 car, so we will trade in ours for something like this (although if he has his way- which he probably will- it will be a 3 or 5 series BMW). I couldn't have loved a design of a car more than this c300 though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1UEU4zPj3qU/Tw_ChteSUNI/AAAAAAAACX4/IByoBJ0V2vc/s1600/photobenz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1UEU4zPj3qU/Tw_ChteSUNI/AAAAAAAACX4/IByoBJ0V2vc/s320/photobenz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696985938045063378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7425426631829252751?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7425426631829252751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7425426631829252751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7425426631829252751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7425426631829252751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-next-carsoon.html' title='Our next car...soon!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1UEU4zPj3qU/Tw_ChteSUNI/AAAAAAAACX4/IByoBJ0V2vc/s72-c/photobenz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-8059772058121296867</id><published>2012-01-09T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T23:18:01.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Calm and Have a Cupcake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpVfTBIdBWU/TwvliyNPWmI/AAAAAAAACXg/0jHPlW3cmqc/s1600/81b251623b5911e180c9123138016265_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpVfTBIdBWU/TwvliyNPWmI/AAAAAAAACXg/0jHPlW3cmqc/s320/81b251623b5911e180c9123138016265_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695898539495742050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6TAOTbor8Pk/Twvlign6kxI/AAAAAAAACXU/erTJaS6e094/s1600/6d27e2023b5911e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6TAOTbor8Pk/Twvlign6kxI/AAAAAAAACXU/erTJaS6e094/s320/6d27e2023b5911e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695898534775788306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQyGusyIK5E/Twvlit7xM5I/AAAAAAAACXI/xG_5EjQ1gdg/s1600/6449e2523b5911e19896123138142014_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQyGusyIK5E/Twvlit7xM5I/AAAAAAAACXI/xG_5EjQ1gdg/s320/6449e2523b5911e19896123138142014_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695898538348721042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uac306gDEBw/TwvljIjh0rI/AAAAAAAACXs/NkKRrSkKa64/s1600/9b0343883b5911e19896123138142014_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uac306gDEBw/TwvljIjh0rI/AAAAAAAACXs/NkKRrSkKa64/s320/9b0343883b5911e19896123138142014_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695898545494807218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My book (The Beautiful and the Damned by Fitzgerald) currently has a cute pink bookmark that says the above, "Keep Calm and Have a Cupcake", so I opted to yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have enjoyed countless sweets (courtesy of the holidays- a nice jump start of such). Yesterday my husband and I had lovely cupcakes from a Santa Monica bakery...with red velvet, vanilla bean, and then mint chocolate chip and it reminded me that I forget to post about the amazingly sweet gesture from my father. He went to my hometown of Santa Cruz on business, and bought me my favourite taffy from the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. I love it. It is the little things...sweet little things that bring sweet big smiles :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-8059772058121296867?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/8059772058121296867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=8059772058121296867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8059772058121296867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8059772058121296867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-calm-and-have-cupcake.html' title='Keep Calm and Have a Cupcake!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpVfTBIdBWU/TwvliyNPWmI/AAAAAAAACXg/0jHPlW3cmqc/s72-c/81b251623b5911e180c9123138016265_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-8680209671373600055</id><published>2012-01-01T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T19:39:35.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is official...2 months later!</title><content type='html'>after 26 years-for the first time ever- my legal name has changed :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now DHW (Danielle H. Whitney). Yes, Mrs. Whitney. Or, Dr. and Mrs. Whitney (has a nice ring to it) if my title includes my swanky husband...jk. I am 10x swankier than he. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our license:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7oUT71-RSig/TwFhxMxt2wI/AAAAAAAACWw/Emu0ny6ETQE/s1600/17b67c5a350711e180c9123138016265_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7oUT71-RSig/TwFhxMxt2wI/AAAAAAAACWw/Emu0ny6ETQE/s320/17b67c5a350711e180c9123138016265_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692938901844253442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our wedding photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3pFdwQ5dUw/TwFtaHyHWcI/AAAAAAAACW8/q4hBIzb1_4M/s1600/21218332351d11e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3pFdwQ5dUw/TwFtaHyHWcI/AAAAAAAACW8/q4hBIzb1_4M/s320/21218332351d11e1a87612313804ec91_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692951699506289090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-8680209671373600055?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/8680209671373600055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=8680209671373600055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8680209671373600055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8680209671373600055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-is-official.html' title='It is official...2 months later!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7oUT71-RSig/TwFhxMxt2wI/AAAAAAAACWw/Emu0ny6ETQE/s72-c/17b67c5a350711e180c9123138016265_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-6725455987955981898</id><published>2012-01-01T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:43:06.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He operates with both...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“A good surgeon operates with his hand, not with his heart” &lt;br /&gt; Alexandre Dumas Père &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is great with his hands (and no- not a sexual conotation) but he also follows his heart- and when I forget just how amazing he is, I find random surgical kits laying around our home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers to physicians! And extra cheers for their dedicated wives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LENjcRpvjUY/TwFQfA2zvOI/AAAAAAAACWY/NfPKOA4Z470/s1600/a306b6bc350711e19896123138142014_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LENjcRpvjUY/TwFQfA2zvOI/AAAAAAAACWY/NfPKOA4Z470/s320/a306b6bc350711e19896123138142014_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692919897709067490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OLG9RMuFmxo/TwFR6450oxI/AAAAAAAACWk/fMw_k_mIuPo/s1600/d542087a350c11e19896123138142014_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OLG9RMuFmxo/TwFR6450oxI/AAAAAAAACWk/fMw_k_mIuPo/s320/d542087a350c11e19896123138142014_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692921476122190610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-6725455987955981898?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/6725455987955981898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=6725455987955981898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6725455987955981898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6725455987955981898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/he-operates-with-both.html' title='He operates with both...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LENjcRpvjUY/TwFQfA2zvOI/AAAAAAAACWY/NfPKOA4Z470/s72-c/a306b6bc350711e19896123138142014_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2155803110685604096</id><published>2012-01-01T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:21:25.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The smell of Cartier is thankfully gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; “What do I wear in bed? Why, Chanel No. 5, of course.” -&lt;br /&gt; Marilyn Monroe &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went and did my first load of laundry in Santa Monica at the coin laundry. We had to- the comfort is usually done by the staff but since it is a Sunday AND a holiday NO WHERE was open---and the chocolate stains and the smell of my Cartier parfume became too much to bare :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of my wash (courtesy of Instagram!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_k5mcA_KeQ/TwFMq4noVXI/AAAAAAAACWM/8XprY9ztVik/s1600/ae6257d8350611e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_k5mcA_KeQ/TwFMq4noVXI/AAAAAAAACWM/8XprY9ztVik/s320/ae6257d8350611e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692915703609841010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2155803110685604096?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2155803110685604096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2155803110685604096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2155803110685604096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2155803110685604096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/smell-of-cartier-is-thankfully-gone.html' title='The smell of Cartier is thankfully gone...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b_k5mcA_KeQ/TwFMq4noVXI/AAAAAAAACWM/8XprY9ztVik/s72-c/ae6257d8350611e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5956314900560639150</id><published>2012-01-01T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T18:56:35.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A different NYE and NYD of sorts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“New Year's Day - Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual.” -Mark Twain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Twain was right, but alas I think I will make them anyway---after all---my NYE sent the new year off in a new style (no champagne. no party. just my husband and some sparkling cider in front of a tv---which it turned out to be his FIRST delayed new years countdown as he grew up in the city!).  So I am hopeful for a different type of year. Last year I was "broken hearted" on a transatlantic flight and celebrated by being asleep. This year I was constantly talking to loved ones, and with someone. Cheers for that! Anyway, back to my resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Laugh more. &lt;/strong&gt;I never laugh. Ever. It is a travesty, so this year, I am going to laugh more. How? I haven't the faintest of clues, but I think little things like "not sweating the small stuff" and even more active things like going to the comedy club a few miles away on Sunset Blvd are a step in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Be a better friend (and maybe wife-sister-daughter).&lt;/strong&gt; I have the GREATEST people around me. Whether it is you, my blogger friends, or my best friend Jenna, or my husband, I am constantly given so much support and yet I rarely seem to give it (or it feels that way) so this year I am going to make a better effort. The world doesn't revolve around me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Find a career.&lt;/strong&gt; Having given up my PhD I was somewhat sent on a wild-goose chase as to what I was supposed to do with my life. Apparently being a serious academic from Cambridge wasn't one of the best options- or at least an option I didn't pursue whole-heatedly. I have two jobs (I work for my father-bah! and I work as an instructor at a university). I want a job though that I love. Interestingly enough, this pretentious Ivy grad would ADORE working at J.Crew. Even for a few hours I am certain that would be heaven...so maybe 2012 will bring lots of J.Crew (after you take out that awesome employee discount!)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4). Be a better wife. &lt;/strong&gt;This goes with #2 but I really need to focus on being a better wife. I smoother my husband, not because I like tormenting him, but simply cause I cannot get enough of him. His schedule sucks though- think 80+ hour weeks at the hospital. His job is stressful (if I were to fuck up- we might lose a sale or two, if he fucks up people die). He comes home then after a morning of 4AM to finishing notes around 8 or 9PM to a wife who freaks when he doesn't smile enough. He doesn't need that. So I need to shift how I deal since he really can't(or so says all those blogs I have been reading written by other wives of doctors/surgeons). I need to give him time/space to unwind and be happy with the few moments I do get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Clean up.&lt;/strong&gt; Our BEAUTIFUL Wilshire Corridor condo is a mess. Despite working from home and having ample time to clean up, I don't. MUST. GET. BETTER. Imagine how stress free it would be if the granite and wood floors didn't have grime all over them? Or the large glass shower could actually be clear? Today I spent the afternoon organizing and cleaning the bathroom and moved into the walk-in closet (but gave up halfway through). Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Cook. Cook. Cook. &lt;/strong&gt; First, it is healthier. Luckily for me my husband isn't a health-nut despite being a physician. I do spend, however, at least 2 meals at McDonalds a day. NO LIE. It is pathetic. I need to cook more. I have a fab kitchen waiting to get used---and an always hungry husband who doesn't mind my mediocre abilities in it. Plus, it saves money :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) BUDGET. &lt;/strong&gt; Yep, I suck at this- this year has got to be different. I need to get my finances organized for 2012- because you just never know when life sends unexpected twists and turns (heck, I didn't for see getting married in 2011 so you &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;never know!). I do NOT need to spend hundreds and hundreds and hundreds a week. I literally should be able to get by with spending just a few thousand a month. So cheers to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Dance. Yoga. Golf. Dance some more. &lt;/strong&gt; I love dancing- makes me smile (goes to #1). I get rejuvenated with yoga and finally I reminisce with golf. All good for me and my soul. So I need to do at least one of these a week. No ifs. No ands. No buts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEARS MY FRIENDS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-5956314900560639150?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5956314900560639150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5956314900560639150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5956314900560639150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5956314900560639150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2012/01/different-nye-and-nyd-of-sorts.html' title='A different NYE and NYD of sorts!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-8313099035032442168</id><published>2011-12-24T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T06:45:22.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful...to be back...</title><content type='html'>"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! How could it be anything else?"-from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's a Wonderful Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when Christmas Eve Day was the best day of the year. As a child we would wrap presents and head over to meet our extended family at my grandparents' house in Menlo Park, CA for an extravagant, yet down-to-earth Christmas Eve. Food would range from native Russian delicacies to Honey Baked Hams...presents would be placed around the at least 9" tree and grand piano, and we would always wait to find out who had trash duty. It was the little things. But it has been 5 years this Christmas since we had the pleasure of one of these Christmas Eve's. It has been 5 years since one of my very best friends passed away, my grandfather Pa, and it seems with him went the last of these memory-making evenings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was once a time for memory making has seemed to become a time for memory reminiscing instead. And whilst it usually makes me sad to think this way, isn't it wonderful I even have such wonderful people and events worth remembering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has seen more changes than any other year in my life. Having weathered divorces, breakups, relocations to other countries, and then my return to the states, also enjoyed unplanned surprises, such as a spur-of-the-moment wedding to my now husband, Dr. Ryan W (with whom my first date with actually occured on my grandfather's birthday, and my parents anniversary-a sign, no?). Yet no matter who I am with, or where I am, my eyes do well at the thought that the aforementioned Christmas Eve will never, ever be replaced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am spending Christmas Eve alone- my brother now has a lovely girlfriend, and they are spending the night at her parents. My parents are planning on coming to my home Christmas Day for dinner. And my new husband has the night shift at UCLA RR Hospital (on peds) from 10PM-2PM (yes, sucks). So I will attend midnight mass alone, snuggle in front of a yule log, and remember---and if I try hard enough--- I just might be able to hear my grandparents laughter, see their smiles, and in return be grateful that I even have such perfect memories to fondly recall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wonderful to be back on Moon River and Me. I may have not finished my PhD in England- but I gained so much more this year than I could have imagined- and that is wonderful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Dani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iDMtgHru8w/TvXiTeGLDEI/AAAAAAAACWA/-NIQ2jOFX8M/s1600/photo-113%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iDMtgHru8w/TvXiTeGLDEI/AAAAAAAACWA/-NIQ2jOFX8M/s320/photo-113%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689702528376835138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-8313099035032442168?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/8313099035032442168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=8313099035032442168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8313099035032442168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8313099035032442168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2011/12/wonderfulto-be-back.html' title='Wonderful...to be back...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iDMtgHru8w/TvXiTeGLDEI/AAAAAAAACWA/-NIQ2jOFX8M/s72-c/photo-113%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4350149927852069020</id><published>2010-08-29T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T12:03:43.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again...PLEASE STOP BY MY NEW BLOG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I love Moon River and Me. I cannot wait to take it over again in 3-4 years when I no longer live in the UK :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But for now, I have fully moved to my blog&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://californiatocambridge.blogspot.com/"&gt;From California to Cambridge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE follow it, bookmark it, or even tell your friends about it because in just a few days a very special giveaway is gong to be posted...and you won't want to miss it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-4350149927852069020?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/4350149927852069020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=4350149927852069020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4350149927852069020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4350149927852069020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/08/once-againplease-stop-by-my-new-blog.html' title='Once again...PLEASE STOP BY MY NEW BLOG!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4100674290135416498</id><published>2010-08-15T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:35:29.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TGix5lv_srI/AAAAAAAABW4/boaRpa0J8Fk/s1600/13737_895538057416_2507280_50524539_6680910_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TGix5lv_srI/AAAAAAAABW4/boaRpa0J8Fk/s320/13737_895538057416_2507280_50524539_6680910_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505846147404509874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew J. Gawley Sr. is the world's greatest grandfather; he was witty, smart, loving, and above all deeply sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He passed at 8:07PM 4 years ago today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He left behind a loving family, great friends and even two little cats who were spoiled rotton...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I posted on my current blog, I love you Pa....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-4100674290135416498?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/4100674290135416498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=4100674290135416498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1068583516352012885</id><published>2010-08-06T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T20:27:31.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3-4 Hiatus....</title><content type='html'>I am officially startng my 3-4 hiatus from Moonriver and Me :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited, and emotional...but know I cannot continue to go back and forth between this blog, and &lt;a href="http://californiatocambridge.blogspot.com/"&gt;From California to Cambridge&lt;/a&gt;...and frankly...my life is slowly being consummed with the transition to my new life in England...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://californiatocambridge.blogspot.com/"&gt;SO PLEASE JOIN ME AND MOVE ON OVER ;)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1068583516352012885?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7228930162717214062</id><published>2010-07-30T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T18:25:20.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Needed...</title><content type='html'>Today I discovered sometime recently I lost my grandmother's Golden Gate Bridge charm...she had it nearly her entire life...and I lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are NO WORDS for the pain in my heart right now...no words...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7228930162717214062?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7228930162717214062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-557081630373129291</id><published>2010-07-28T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:19:31.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling.....the new homeowner...</title><content type='html'>My amazing friend Jenna and her partner Faith purchased an adorable townhome which is a work-in-progress. They have been tirelessly remodeling (not by choice) and today I stopped by to check on the progress...aside from the work still needed (like a kitchen, and a bathroom walls) the home has GREAT character...some of these neat features include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDxx9bhwmI/AAAAAAAABTA/k0-zWqD9OfY/s1600/IMG_4597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDxx9bhwmI/AAAAAAAABTA/k0-zWqD9OfY/s320/IMG_4597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499160985625281122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDxxW-djaI/AAAAAAAABS4/_qCBMwcIOjw/s1600/IMG_4600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDxxW-djaI/AAAAAAAABS4/_qCBMwcIOjw/s320/IMG_4600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499160975302823330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDxw9xKZtI/AAAAAAAABSw/_WrwY8R3FC8/s1600/IMG_4595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDxw9xKZtI/AAAAAAAABSw/_WrwY8R3FC8/s320/IMG_4595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499160968536155858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink doors with mail slots, cute windows, and my favorite: ROTARY PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we endured the day filled with electrical, insurance people, and the killing of MASSIVE roaches (their home is still unknown) we ate at an amazing Mexican food restaurant (which is neat, seeing as I usually dislike Mexican food!); our server was crazy friendly and even took a picture for us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDy5O5ewzI/AAAAAAAABTY/VVgAwDl5lus/s1600/IMG_4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDy5O5ewzI/AAAAAAAABTY/VVgAwDl5lus/s320/IMG_4611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499162210085028658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDy4xlOnTI/AAAAAAAABTQ/tSssgP02wUE/s1600/IMG_4609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDy4xlOnTI/AAAAAAAABTQ/tSssgP02wUE/s320/IMG_4609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499162202215456050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDy4fAsyYI/AAAAAAAABTI/7-bln6JJ1UM/s1600/IMG_4608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDy4fAsyYI/AAAAAAAABTI/7-bln6JJ1UM/s320/IMG_4608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499162197230406018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may wonder why I was off work today...well, I was required to stay home by my doctor; on Saturday (my 25th B-Day) I got a concussion...at Disneyland...I HIT MY HEAD ON A CHAIR---LONG, LONG, STORY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-557081630373129291?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/557081630373129291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=557081630373129291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/557081630373129291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/557081630373129291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/callingthe-new-homeowner.html' title='Calling.....the new homeowner...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TFDxx9bhwmI/AAAAAAAABTA/k0-zWqD9OfY/s72-c/IMG_4597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4022205744561416335</id><published>2010-07-24T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T15:24:29.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two and Five...Happy to be ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>Today is my 25th! I celebrated yesterday evening at the Ritz Carlton Laguna Niguel at their wine room, and then today at Disneyland...concluding with a nice cake, a cool bath and In-N-Out burger. It was near perfect. Of course, not all loved ones were around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful however to be alive, have great people surrounding me, and thankful for all of the opportunities I enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the highlights (in addition to the fantastic wine, cheeses and meats as well as chocolates) included beautiful flowers (hydrangeas from one of my best friends in the world---who knows they are my favorite flowers; and a HUGE bouquet of the best smelling flowers from the lovely Jill who made waking up on my birthday magical)...I got books on my hero John Wooden, diamonds from Tiffany, that Adamo from Dell laptop I hinted to below, a cute pill holder that I will carry around for life...a scented Henri Bendel lavender candle to smell up stuffy old England ;) and a ton of other very, very thoughtful gifts to help make 25 the best (and stress-free) year of my life...nothing like opening cute cards and tearing through packages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to post more pics, but here are a few ;) of the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who were there...I love you, and miss you...and while it is true that sometimes it is the boring, simple days that I often remember most (as Russell from the Disney movie UP! stated &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Sometimes, it's the boring stuff I remember the most"&lt;/span&gt;) this birthday and all surrounding it will also be remembered ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEuZDmWtM2I/AAAAAAAABSo/T1uo0SFu5oc/s1600/IMG_4444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEhrV9QgVGI/AAAAAAAABQI/7FEASeEZZow/s400/Knotty+Pearl.htm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496761370170905698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEhrVmXjm9I/AAAAAAAABQA/E2bwA3dbBJo/s1600/Check+Shirt.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEhrVmXjm9I/AAAAAAAABQA/E2bwA3dbBJo/s400/Check+Shirt.htm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496761364026465234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEhrVKC78RI/AAAAAAAABP4/HnZ_yAMwDSw/s1600/Dream+V+Neck.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEhrVKC78RI/AAAAAAAABP4/HnZ_yAMwDSw/s400/Dream+V+Neck.htm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496761356423786770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEhrUwg46jI/AAAAAAAABPw/BLnzU4NzZN0/s1600/Agate.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEhrUwg46jI/AAAAAAAABPw/BLnzU4NzZN0/s400/Agate.htm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496761349570095666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK HEAVENS FOR J.CREW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting to use my 20% off for my J.Crew card and found the most perfect and versatile items for my move to England (and yet they still work in California!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.Crew came back with the wool/cashmere Dream V-Necks in a slimmer fit (YIPPY!) and AMAZING new colors (pics attached of pale hazelnut and heather agate) as well as keeping that classic English Gingham print perfect for layering! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else super excited?  I also LOVE the new pearl knotted necklace for the staggering $78 (hoping that will go on sale)....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-722252357984351433?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/722252357984351433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=722252357984351433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/722252357984351433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/722252357984351433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-fall-line-is-in.html' title='And the Fall Line is in...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEhrV9QgVGI/AAAAAAAABQI/7FEASeEZZow/s72-c/Knotty+Pearl.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1683582403755204400</id><published>2010-07-21T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:49:37.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Age...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Age is an issue of mind over matter.  If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.  ~Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but continue to spiral into a pseudo-depression over turning 25. There isn't ANYTHING wrong with it, but suddenly I realize I no longer look like a teenager, I am in my mid-twenties, and life is not exactly where I thought it would be...but then again, is it really ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Mark Twain is right, perhaps I simply need to not mind it; or as others have suggested, embrace it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1683582403755204400?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1683582403755204400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1683582403755204400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1683582403755204400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1683582403755204400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/age.html' title='Age...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4309325419411671323</id><published>2010-07-17T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:56:21.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jill</title><content type='html'>This evening we celebrated our friend Jill's 30th birthday...she is adorable, and totally handling the transition well. I started to worry about my own upcoming birthday...turning 25 is really scaring me...hopefully I can have Jill's attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEKW3EGSHzI/AAAAAAAABPo/q8S0Qlh9wwg/s1600/IMG_4369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEKW3EGSHzI/AAAAAAAABPo/q8S0Qlh9wwg/s320/IMG_4369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495120368082493234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEKW2SKsd0I/AAAAAAAABPg/Wlm2a8xuw6o/s1600/IMG_4373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEKW2SKsd0I/AAAAAAAABPg/Wlm2a8xuw6o/s320/IMG_4373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495120354679224130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEKW2L4_sTI/AAAAAAAABPY/f30bbGqEOac/s1600/IMG_4364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEKW2L4_sTI/AAAAAAAABPY/f30bbGqEOac/s320/IMG_4364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495120352994373938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEKW1rcKo-I/AAAAAAAABPQ/flz6YyoA56U/s1600/IMG_4366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEKW1rcKo-I/AAAAAAAABPQ/flz6YyoA56U/s320/IMG_4366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495120344283522018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-4309325419411671323?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/4309325419411671323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=4309325419411671323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4309325419411671323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4309325419411671323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-jill.html' title='Happy Birthday Jill'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TEKW3EGSHzI/AAAAAAAABPo/q8S0Qlh9wwg/s72-c/IMG_4369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5144453320789131686</id><published>2010-07-15T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:57:08.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Birthday Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_YOB7kATI/AAAAAAAABPI/5iQSZ3nv9GY/s1600/NEcklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_YOB7kATI/AAAAAAAABPI/5iQSZ3nv9GY/s320/NEcklace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494347805963321650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my first 25th birthday present...courtesy of the clever Anthropologie gimmick by giving me an adorable candle necklace and 15% off...gotta love that ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-5144453320789131686?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5144453320789131686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5144453320789131686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5144453320789131686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5144453320789131686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-first-birthday-present.html' title='My First Birthday Present'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_YOB7kATI/AAAAAAAABPI/5iQSZ3nv9GY/s72-c/NEcklace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-946715766679137474</id><published>2010-07-15T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:39:24.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never without a name...</title><content type='html'>It was at first hard to decide whether or not to post about this, but but I felt is too special to keep a secret. Something magical occurred over the past weekend that lightened my heavy heart. For the first time, I visited my Great Grandmother Helen, whom I am named after. You may ask why I never went before...and I don't have a good excuse. What is worse? Over 30 years after being buried, her name had still never been put on the grave...the grave she paid for, month by month on her maid's salary, so her family could be buried together. How do I know this? The lady in charge of the cemetery (whom had to be over 100 years old) kept records and remembers her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took all of us over 2 hours of searching, but we found them...and I paid respects with white roses (my favorite) and lavender (my other favorite). More importantly, she soon will not be without a name on her tombstone...I have started the work needed to have it added, and it will be done before I leave for England...not like she was ever without one to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Helen Lebee Jenkins, may you know your always remembered, even if it took your great-granddaughter 25 years to find you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_TlYFjfOI/AAAAAAAABOw/qMb3tcaoQZA/s1600/IMG_4353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_TlYFjfOI/AAAAAAAABOw/qMb3tcaoQZA/s320/IMG_4353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494342709489663202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_Tk3qzDKI/AAAAAAAABOo/2huB4zy2Jq4/s1600/IMG_4352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_Tk3qzDKI/AAAAAAAABOo/2huB4zy2Jq4/s320/IMG_4352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494342700787502242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_URbFRiMI/AAAAAAAABPA/xi9ve6qPG4I/s1600/IMG_4347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_URbFRiMI/AAAAAAAABPA/xi9ve6qPG4I/s320/IMG_4347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494343466208037058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-946715766679137474?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/946715766679137474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=946715766679137474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/946715766679137474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/946715766679137474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-without-name.html' title='Never without a name...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TD_TlYFjfOI/AAAAAAAABOw/qMb3tcaoQZA/s72-c/IMG_4353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-9133598016306467283</id><published>2010-07-15T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:26:11.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is official...</title><content type='html'>I resigned from my job yesterday, giving 4-weeks notice. It was very hard to do...and my only hope is that years from now I look back and was proud of my decision to leave, and more importantly, proud of what I did accomplish in my almost year and a half at the job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.”-Pericles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I in some way touched the lives of my co-workers and students...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-9133598016306467283?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/9133598016306467283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=9133598016306467283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/9133598016306467283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/9133598016306467283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-is-official.html' title='It is official...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-8364197515077673846</id><published>2010-07-13T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T00:26:29.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help! Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDwVC5fEx-I/AAAAAAAABOg/9K-CTs12ksU/s1600/img-thing.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDwVC5fEx-I/AAAAAAAABOg/9K-CTs12ksU/s320/img-thing.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493288785020241890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows where to find this t-shirt, PLEASE let me know. It is sold out online and seriously my favorite! It was a medium in Ivory. It is now soiled with paint :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im super sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is style #23743&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-8364197515077673846?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/8364197515077673846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=8364197515077673846' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8364197515077673846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8364197515077673846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/help-help.html' title='Help! Help!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDwVC5fEx-I/AAAAAAAABOg/9K-CTs12ksU/s72-c/img-thing.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-88071089999147643</id><published>2010-07-09T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T16:46:10.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the 25th Birthday location is...</title><content type='html'>The Eno Wine Room at the Ritz Carlton. After careful consideration, my parents are hosting a small party at the Ritz Carlton Laguna Niguel to celebrate my 25th Birthday. The closer I get to the day, I am realizing that it probably isn't as big of a deal as I thought...but the truth is, I am not where I thought I would be at 25. When I really think about it, I am lucky to be alive. And that is something I should not take for granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, I often blog about being ill, or not feeling well. I was born with a very severe congenital heart defect. Having a surgery of my kind in the early 80s was still very ground-breaking. I should not have made it past 10 or 11 (I think that was the age given...). Thanks to the world renown cardiac-thoracic surgeon at UCSF (contracted by my insurance carrier Kaiser) as well as the countless teams of nurses, fellow patients, staff and above all my family, I made it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often say, the most comfortable place in the world for me, is at a hospital. I am not lying. Having spent so much time at them of the course of my life...as well as having a grandmother who was a RN, and myself volunteering at the same hospital I was not only born in, but she worked at, it is true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while my 25th is being celebrated hundreds of miles away, in a sunny 5-star wine room, I would easily be as happy simply taking a stroll through the hospital and being very, very thankful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-88071089999147643?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/88071089999147643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=88071089999147643' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/88071089999147643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/88071089999147643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-25th-birthday-location-is.html' title='And the 25th Birthday location is...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-9024662961445638442</id><published>2010-07-06T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:03:36.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just got back from France...</title><content type='html'>Well, the closest you can get to France while living in Laguna Beach, CA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged Mike to French 75 for a cocktail and appetizers after a horrific and stressful day (the kind where nothing works out...and there is not enough Tylenol to get a rid of your migraine). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought me a fantastic drink (my all-time favorite) Chanel. The pic below shows the AMAZING ingredients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had French sliders, a fanciful cheese and bread platter (the honeycomb was to die for), and then ended with a New York Cheesecake covered in chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His drink of choice: Scotch and Soda...very Frank Sinatra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuW1_WeUI/AAAAAAAABOY/nkOEnrVr6X8/s1600/IMG00533-20100706-1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuW1_WeUI/AAAAAAAABOY/nkOEnrVr6X8/s320/IMG00533-20100706-1854.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490994446912092482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuWRvPYkI/AAAAAAAABOQ/837t81A0FGs/s1600/IMG00527-20100706-1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuWRvPYkI/AAAAAAAABOQ/837t81A0FGs/s320/IMG00527-20100706-1816.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490994437180842562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuWFNDsCI/AAAAAAAABOI/EPoP4HjA54U/s1600/IMG00528-20100706-1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuWFNDsCI/AAAAAAAABOI/EPoP4HjA54U/s320/IMG00528-20100706-1817.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490994433816244258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuVsqOXVI/AAAAAAAABOA/bZyvyJXJdGg/s1600/IMG00531-20100706-1821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuVsqOXVI/AAAAAAAABOA/bZyvyJXJdGg/s320/IMG00531-20100706-1821.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490994427227692370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuVB0I3NI/AAAAAAAABN4/fXJN4ioV7sE/s1600/IMG00529-20100706-1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuVB0I3NI/AAAAAAAABN4/fXJN4ioV7sE/s320/IMG00529-20100706-1817.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490994415726550226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-9024662961445638442?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/9024662961445638442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=9024662961445638442' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/9024662961445638442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/9024662961445638442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-got-back-from-france.html' title='Just got back from France...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDPuW1_WeUI/AAAAAAAABOY/nkOEnrVr6X8/s72-c/IMG00533-20100706-1854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-6987242191004809595</id><published>2010-07-05T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:28:45.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated the 4th!</title><content type='html'>Happy Belated 4th!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from our family BBQ (done by my parents) and the few illegal fireworks we did! One I purchased my Dad insisted was "not going to be big" so we started it on the grass patio we have...only to discover my $3 firework was massive---my brother and Mike ran to the side of the house, my mom and I fought to open the door, Lulu wet herself, and my Dad (sitting closest) fell out of his chair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening ended with all of watching fireworks from over 5 cities from our home which is on a fairly high hill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK-DM1-GtI/AAAAAAAABNg/AhqeM3Ekkg8/s1600/IMG_4154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK-DM1-GtI/AAAAAAAABNg/AhqeM3Ekkg8/s200/IMG_4154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490659857914534610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK-Caw9G7I/AAAAAAAABNY/qVyuLe50VEc/s1600/IMG_4153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK-Caw9G7I/AAAAAAAABNY/qVyuLe50VEc/s200/IMG_4153.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490659844471724978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK9kjrzXkI/AAAAAAAABNQ/MXuleopCSWg/s1600/IMG_4148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK9kjrzXkI/AAAAAAAABNQ/MXuleopCSWg/s200/IMG_4148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490659331469958722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK9jwqodgI/AAAAAAAABNI/hm-oOYmXgJ0/s1600/IMG_4146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK9jGhfxOI/AAAAAAAABM4/lKg7Ci3xTaI/s200/Mikeeating.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490659306462233826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK9iXYLnHI/AAAAAAAABMw/s8UHKvyjAtM/s1600/DaniandLulu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK9iXYLnHI/AAAAAAAABMw/s8UHKvyjAtM/s200/DaniandLulu.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490659293806697586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK-uvgkqtI/AAAAAAAABNo/zaG38O-nwyc/s1600/IMG_4147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK-uvgkqtI/AAAAAAAABNo/zaG38O-nwyc/s200/IMG_4147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490660605954403026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-6987242191004809595?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/6987242191004809595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=6987242191004809595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6987242191004809595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6987242191004809595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-belated-4th.html' title='Happy Belated the 4th!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TDK-DM1-GtI/AAAAAAAABNg/AhqeM3Ekkg8/s72-c/IMG_4154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4163063205320253610</id><published>2010-07-02T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:05:07.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears abound...</title><content type='html'>For some reason, this week has been particularly painful for me. I feel horrid complaining when I know hundreds of thousands are much less fortunate than I...but sometimes, there is nothing I can do. I get sad. Easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But recently I have found myself at work staring aimlessly, or looking at stars and cry. Tears are abound...and it just so happens Tiffany had just the right necklace for my feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elsa Peretti created the &lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/Shopping/Item.aspx?fromGrid=1&amp;sku=GRP02350&amp;mcat=148206&amp;cid=563631&amp;search_params=s+5-p+9-c+563631-r+-x+-n+6-ri+-ni+0-t+"&gt;Teardrop pendan&lt;/a&gt;t and I received it as a gift. It is hard to take off, especially at times like these...plus, it is rather cute, no? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, to add to my already lonely and sad mood, my laptop died and all my work and photos were lost...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-4163063205320253610?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/4163063205320253610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=4163063205320253610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4163063205320253610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4163063205320253610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/07/tears-abound.html' title='Tears abound...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-8662983145278700716</id><published>2010-06-29T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:40:51.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted...</title><content type='html'>This week has been the most difficult in the past few months...and I cannot kick the blues, and am finding myself turning to diet coke, cookies and Ben &amp; Jerry's mini tubs of ice cream...I can already feel my jeans a bit tighter...and that just adds to the frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from work, and took a quick shower, and finally de-stressing in bed...but I have a million things to do...including: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cleaning out my over-stuffed closet by selling on Ebay...&lt;br /&gt;2) Organizing my purses (too many, all messy and dirty)...&lt;br /&gt;3) Send a few thank you notes...&lt;br /&gt;4) Sleep ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCrKeEwajKI/AAAAAAAABMo/kQMzShLVYa8/s1600/IMG00443-20100629-2130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCrKeEwajKI/AAAAAAAABMo/kQMzShLVYa8/s200/IMG00443-20100629-2130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488421713926065314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCrKdYd95uI/AAAAAAAABMg/9LB4GQYNqso/s1600/IMG00444-20100629-2130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCrKdYd95uI/AAAAAAAABMg/9LB4GQYNqso/s200/IMG00444-20100629-2130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488421702037530338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-8662983145278700716?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/8662983145278700716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=8662983145278700716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8662983145278700716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8662983145278700716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/06/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCrKeEwajKI/AAAAAAAABMo/kQMzShLVYa8/s72-c/IMG00443-20100629-2130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1622251988675611241</id><published>2010-06-27T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T11:05:19.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Necessesities Birthday List</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess they are not all necessities, and my party will be small, but the following all make my wish list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A &lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/Shopping/Item.aspx?fromGrid=1&amp;sku=15882085&amp;mcat=148212&amp;cid=288210&amp;search_params=s+5-p+11-c+288210-r+101323338-x+-n+6-ri+-ni+0-t+"&gt;Tiffany Key Chain&lt;/a&gt; to replace the one drastically stolen...the best part of this particular one? It can be monogrammed...yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Another Tiffany item (hey, my blog addy is the location of Tiffany!), but maybe even more useful: A &lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/shopping/Item.aspx?fromGrid=1&amp;sku=13934908&amp;mcat=&amp;cid=&amp;search_params=s+1-p+6-c+-r+101297634-x+-n+6-ri+-ni+0-t+&amp;search=1"&gt;Tiffany pill box&lt;/a&gt;. Anyone that knows me...well...knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) J. Crew and Essie made the cutest nail polish in the world: &lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/AST/Browse/WomenBrowse/Women_Shop_By_Category/accessories/necessaryluxuries/PRDOVR~22678/22678.jsp"&gt;Jazz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/AST/Browse/WomenBrowse/Women_Shop_By_Category/accessories/necessaryluxuries/PRDOVR~22678/22678.jsp"&gt;J. Crew and The Laundres&lt;/a&gt; came up with wash for cashmere, denim, ect...I need all of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Tiffany's &lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/Shopping/item.aspx?sku=GRP02968&amp;mcat=148206&amp;search_params=s+5-p+3-c+471074-r+-x+-n+6-ri+-ni+0-t&amp;cid=471074&amp;selectedsku=25131762&amp;fromgrid=1"&gt;Notes "D" charm&lt;/a&gt;...I bought one for my best friend in sterling, but personally am lusting after the gold one to add to my charm bracelet; hey, it needs to be more personalized (isn't that a necessity?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;a href="http://www.survivalbooks.net/products/culture-wise-england/"&gt;Culture Wise England&lt;/a&gt;...a book on how to survive there...PLEASE....NEED I SAY MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Finally, I know I will be getting one before I go to Cambridge...but here is my current lust of a computer: &lt;a href="http://www.dell.com/content/topics/topic.aspx/global/products/adamo/topics/en/us/adamo-onyx?c=us&amp;l=en&amp;s=dhs&amp;cs=19"&gt;Adamo by Dell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet I won't get any of these gifts, which is fine, but I thought it was fun to list things I could actually use...and need...interstingly, a computer was never on my list prior to the fact I have a massive dissertation to write ;) and prefer doing so in a beautiful library or museum in Cambridge or London...Cheerio ;) jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCg2qD3ZwTI/AAAAAAAABMY/6tXLSfeytGs/s1600/J+Crew+detergent.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCg2qD3ZwTI/AAAAAAAABMY/6tXLSfeytGs/s200/J+Crew+detergent.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487696242171035954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCg2pzGgWrI/AAAAAAAABMQ/MgyVdHz0xNk/s1600/J+Crew+Polish.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCg2pzGgWrI/AAAAAAAABMQ/MgyVdHz0xNk/s200/J+Crew+Polish.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487696237670980274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCg2pZm1zAI/AAAAAAAABMI/19dBr7EV3Z0/s1600/Oval%2520tag%2520Key%2520ring-45-A014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCg2pZm1zAI/AAAAAAAABMI/19dBr7EV3Z0/s200/Oval%2520tag%2520Key%2520ring-45-A014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487696230827281410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCg2pFVSh9I/AAAAAAAABMA/mqH6fAu2dpI/s1600/adamo-onyx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCg2pFVSh9I/AAAAAAAABMA/mqH6fAu2dpI/s200/adamo-onyx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487696225384957906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1622251988675611241?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1622251988675611241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1622251988675611241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1622251988675611241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1622251988675611241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-necessesities-birthday-list.html' title='The First Necessesities Birthday List'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TCg2qD3ZwTI/AAAAAAAABMY/6tXLSfeytGs/s72-c/J+Crew+detergent.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2892785370896333190</id><published>2010-06-23T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:10:46.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Quarterlife Crisis</title><content type='html'>I remember reading my favorite blogger, Teddi of JGIWC, go through the motions of turning 25. Nothing can describe it as well as the book "The Quarterlife Crisis" which examines the nature of this period in life where college is all but done, and the paths are much less defined...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too am struggling, despite the fact that grad school still looms, marriage was tasted, and I even bought a condo...everything I "should" be doing at my age (minus kids of course). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a period of "what ifs". So how do I deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By celebrating, of course. While my dearest Teddi wasn't sure as to whether or not a celebration was in order, she did in fact celebrate, many times, to be exact. She looked radiant with her cocktails, teas and of course, adorable outfits. So I am following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if only I could solidify a venue (right now it is between the Ritz, St. Regis and French 75)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2892785370896333190?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2892785370896333190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2892785370896333190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2892785370896333190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2892785370896333190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-quarterlife-crisis.html' title='My Quarterlife Crisis'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4260915872943117084</id><published>2010-06-20T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:56:25.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J.Crew Summer Sale</title><content type='html'>Resist the urge...well, if you can't...search the swimwear ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.jcrew.com/index.jsp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUMMER SALE 30% OFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-4260915872943117084?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/4260915872943117084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=4260915872943117084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4260915872943117084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4260915872943117084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/06/jcrew-summer-sale.html' title='J.Crew Summer Sale'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-6668264197256044730</id><published>2010-06-18T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:19:46.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J.Crew Video: Handbag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jcrewaficionada.blogspot.com/2010/06/jcrew-video-handbags-day-in-rome.html"&gt;J.Crew Video: Handbag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vfICQpIKy34&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vfICQpIKy34&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw this from JCrew Aficicionada, I almost died. I own this bag, and it has been my favorite for over a year! Cheers to a great design and craftsmanship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-6668264197256044730?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/6668264197256044730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=6668264197256044730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6668264197256044730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6668264197256044730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/06/jcrew-video-handbag.html' title='J.Crew Video: Handbag'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7147941515806271626</id><published>2010-06-15T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:53:02.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The smell of peonies and hydrangeas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made, and forgot to put a soul into.  ~Henry Beecher  1858&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was starting off difficult, so after treating myself to breakfast early this morning, I also bought myself flowers...and made a few vases to fill my office for the week...I am broke this month, but it was worth the money on my credit card ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful peonies and hydrangeas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBevzpE_cII/AAAAAAAABKc/Xy9Q0rGnGUw/s1600/Flowers+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBevzpE_cII/AAAAAAAABKc/Xy9Q0rGnGUw/s320/Flowers+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483044373081845890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBevzC3BKVI/AAAAAAAABKU/sUUcCAXY4ao/s1600/Flowers+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBevzC3BKVI/AAAAAAAABKU/sUUcCAXY4ao/s320/Flowers+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483044362822691154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7147941515806271626?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7147941515806271626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7147941515806271626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7147941515806271626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7147941515806271626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/06/smell-of-peonies-and-hydrangeas.html' title='The smell of peonies and hydrangeas...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBevzpE_cII/AAAAAAAABKc/Xy9Q0rGnGUw/s72-c/Flowers+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-6466662999050857108</id><published>2010-06-14T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T05:34:19.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope you had the time of your life...</title><content type='html'>I am recovering today from a busy, graduation-filled weekend. I tend to get a tad emotional at commencements, but this year, was very bitter-sweet. First, my brother graduated from UCLA, and we had our family and friends to celebrate. Then, my good friends and colleagues graduated from UCI. I cried at both...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to think of the lyrics from Green Day's Good Riddance song...especially the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time...I hope you had the time of your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this for them...as they embark on new journeys...and to those I may no longer see everyday, I hope I made some impact on their life, and perhaps am thought of fondly during this time in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSDzv3kKI/AAAAAAAABKM/fa40TUB04c0/s1600/IMG_4007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSDzv3kKI/AAAAAAAABKM/fa40TUB04c0/s320/IMG_4007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482870927986757794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSDRdU0eI/AAAAAAAABKE/OYwmO6lclcY/s1600/IMG_4036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSDRdU0eI/AAAAAAAABKE/OYwmO6lclcY/s320/IMG_4036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482870918782177762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSC-lbDmI/AAAAAAAABJ8/3D2nNxu_xwo/s1600/IMG_4078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSC-lbDmI/AAAAAAAABJ8/3D2nNxu_xwo/s320/IMG_4078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482870913715867234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSCf6CzhI/AAAAAAAABJ0/-v79TUE86Tg/s1600/IMG_4090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSCf6CzhI/AAAAAAAABJ0/-v79TUE86Tg/s320/IMG_4090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482870905480859154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSB5FAeJI/AAAAAAAABJs/GCO8b3AQEYw/s1600/IMG_4085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSB5FAeJI/AAAAAAAABJs/GCO8b3AQEYw/s320/IMG_4085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482870895057860754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-6466662999050857108?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/6466662999050857108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=6466662999050857108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6466662999050857108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6466662999050857108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-hope-you-had-time-of-your-life.html' title='I hope you had the time of your life...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TBcSDzv3kKI/AAAAAAAABKM/fa40TUB04c0/s72-c/IMG_4007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-8167032603488275197</id><published>2010-06-07T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:53:40.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I miss him...on casual days like today</title><content type='html'>The passing of John Wooden hit home, more than I thought it would. And today I discovered why...he reminded me of my grandfather. Perhaps a bit more wise (sorry  Pa), a tad more decorated (forgive me Pa, he won 10 NCAA championships), but he was warm, genuine, witty and constant. Always there. Every game...just like Pa was, for every achievement and failure (although the latter I preferred).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was hard...bad news hit from every angle...and suddenly I found myself with ice packs on my chest (a result of a congenital defect), a slightly broken heart, wounded pride and a low self-esteem. I was also tired from a lack of sleep, leaving me drained to boot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I thought of the sad loss this week, I thought of wonderful people looking down on me in heaven. I have a beloved coach who will guide me, a wonderful Baba (grandmother) who provides love and Pa, who believes in me and thinks no day for me is casual...and what challenges me only makes me stronger...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-8167032603488275197?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/8167032603488275197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=8167032603488275197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8167032603488275197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8167032603488275197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-i-miss-himon-casual-days-like-today.html' title='And I miss him...on casual days like today'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-712931650905499623</id><published>2010-06-04T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:07:41.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Coach...</title><content type='html'>Hmm...maybe the title isn't right...because UCLA legendary basketball Coach John Wooden left a lifetime of lessons not simply for on the court, but particularly off. So, I refuse to say goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Coach Wooden, and was used to his presence for many, many years at UCLA basketball games...and beyond. And now, an empty chair will remain. So I would like to share with you a private e-mail I first sent to him years ago...it embodies my love for him, and my respect...and most importantly, the impact he has had on my life (he responded, but that, I keep private):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Coach Wooden,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to put into words the impact you have made on my life, I too could perhaps someday write a book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been a part of my life, in many aspects. First, I am a Bruin ('05), so your legend has graced the halls that I have walked in Westwood. And I saw you at nearly every basketball game I attended as an undergraduate (and must admit, once was a student who eagerly disrupted your viewing pleasure to snag an autograph with Mike). But it isn't necessarily the championship trophies, or the magic that you bring to UCLA and the sports community as a whole, that has profoundly impacted me. It is the words of wisdom you shared that are most valuable. And these words of wisdom are even more prized than the education I received at exceptional schools (UCLA, Columbia University and the University of Pennsylvania).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own every published book you have written. And while Mike loves "They Call Me Coach" most of all, I personally prefer "The Essential Wooden". It is my guide to life. However, one quote in particular stands out amongst all the other valuable words of wisdom: "Success is peace of mind, which is a direct result of self-satisfaction in knowing you made the effort to becoming the best that you are capable of becoming". Perhaps I misunderstand the quote, but if this is true (which I believe it is), I have my entire life to work and put in the effort to becoming the best that I am capable, and to truly know whether or not I am successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spend every day, in the busy, hectic world that we live in, trying to remember this quote, and I know that someday my effort will pay off, and I will have peace of mind (or success) when the Lord takes me home. I too will hold my head high, knowing that I did my best ( I hope!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if you will ever this, but I needed to share with you that there is a young girl who takes your words to heart, and appreciates them more than you know, as it is the most valuable lesson I have been taught. I now share this quote with the current college students that I counsel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle "Dani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Please read this, it is beautiful:&lt;a href="http://www.dailybruin.com/articles/2010/6/4/rally-ronald-reagan-ucla-medical-center-honor-john/"&gt;http://www.dailybruin.com/articles/2010/6/4/rally-ronald-reagan-ucla-medical-center-honor-john/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-712931650905499623?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/712931650905499623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=712931650905499623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/712931650905499623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/712931650905499623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodbye-coach.html' title='Goodbye Coach...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-955137818027690388</id><published>2010-05-31T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:45:10.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend smiles...</title><content type='html'>Things that brought smiles this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Golfing with my family&lt;br /&gt;2) Pedi and dinner with my favorite(who bought me flowers because I was sick)&lt;br /&gt;3) Makeover and new makeup by Chanel &lt;br /&gt;4) Sale items from Anthropologie &lt;br /&gt;5) New necklace from J.Crew (which was ALSO on sale)&lt;br /&gt;6) Homemade red velvet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR7C_HTanI/AAAAAAAABJc/svBg_E61gh8/s1600/Anthropologie+Sale+Finds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR7C_HTanI/AAAAAAAABJc/svBg_E61gh8/s320/Anthropologie+Sale+Finds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477638338021386866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR7B-Db-oI/AAAAAAAABJU/LxCitzmn6G0/s1600/Makeover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR7B-Db-oI/AAAAAAAABJU/LxCitzmn6G0/s320/Makeover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477638320556866178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR7BpRo4WI/AAAAAAAABJM/76AHCN6Iflw/s1600/Cake.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR7BpRo4WI/AAAAAAAABJM/76AHCN6Iflw/s320/Cake.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477638314979287394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR7AtZsI1I/AAAAAAAABJE/wJuU1izDTZY/s1600/IMG00265-20100530-1124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR7AtZsI1I/AAAAAAAABJE/wJuU1izDTZY/s320/IMG00265-20100530-1124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477638298906927954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR-6bKNF8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AJHKmegpIoE/s1600/Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR-6bKNF8I/AAAAAAAABJk/AJHKmegpIoE/s320/Flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477642588977436610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-955137818027690388?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/955137818027690388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=955137818027690388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/955137818027690388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/955137818027690388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-smiles.html' title='Weekend smiles...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAR7C_HTanI/AAAAAAAABJc/svBg_E61gh8/s72-c/Anthropologie+Sale+Finds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-96165878674053142</id><published>2010-05-31T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T08:08:49.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>Memorial Day (originally Decoration Day) often means different things to different people. To some, it is a day for a fantastic bbq, the declaration of summer by spending it at the beach, endless shopping (enticed by sale ads galore), and to hundreds of thousands it is a day of mourning and celebration of life, and of freedom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, as I lay in bed, I looked through countless photos to post. I found hundreds that would draw tears...little sons receiving their father's, or mother's, flag that once draped their casket. Widows, or loved ones sobbing at the graves. But we already know that these exist. And I have a different picture...to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day reminds me (every year) of the tragic day when Kari, a golf teammate, passed away with her father (and survived by her mother in the SUV) after being struck by a drunk driver. They were on their way back from a vacation. She was just beginning her high school career. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was living in Santa Cruz, I would visit her grave and bring flowers. Her and I were not great friends. But we were friends. We were not favorite teammates, but we were teammates. However, what I learned from her, was priceless: life is short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was always having fun. In fact, one of my favorite memories of her was when she got her belly button pierced and just her and I were putting around and I asked why, she had replied "It is cute! You only live once!". Another memory is when Tim McGraw's BBQ Stain song played and she turned up the volume and danced. At a driving range...and she danced without a care in the world. I was much too self-conscious to attempt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she died, it was the first major death in my life. It was also a girl my age, whom I was ALWAYS used to seeing around...and suddenly the precious nature of life was clear. We did the usual things when someone passes...funerals, memorial golf tournaments, ect. My mother had helped me create yellow ribbons (her favorite color) and stamped her name on them...clasped with a gold angel. All of the golf team received one, including her mother, who received hers. Mine remains on my golf bag today...her name has long since faded, but her memory and the lessons she left remain present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who mourn on Memorial Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAPQ22Nji-I/AAAAAAAABI0/GZHdF0Fjduw/s1600/IMG00262-20100530-1052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAPQ22Nji-I/AAAAAAAABI0/GZHdF0Fjduw/s320/IMG00262-20100530-1052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477451212496538594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-96165878674053142?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/96165878674053142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=96165878674053142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/96165878674053142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/96165878674053142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/TAPQ22Nji-I/AAAAAAAABI0/GZHdF0Fjduw/s72-c/IMG00262-20100530-1052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1976769009862900789</id><published>2010-05-22T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T20:51:15.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue Update: The Happiness Project</title><content type='html'>A week ago, I bought the book The Happiness Project. It was a mediocre attempt at finding happiness in a life that should be filled with it. I purchased it at Anthropologie (my new favorite store for unnecessary necessities...). Since then I have started organize (per its recommendation), doing the 1-minute rule (doing all tasks you have in front of you like making the bed, putting away the dishes, if it can be done in UNDER a minute), and going out with purpose...not simply to browse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S_ilyZTGnHI/AAAAAAAABIc/lqDKGFuzVWU/s1600/Happiness+Book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S_ilyZTGnHI/AAAAAAAABIc/lqDKGFuzVWU/s200/Happiness+Book.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474307632271891570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with my book, and some treats, reading outside... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was mellow. Its pinnacle was a makeover down at a counter with my friend Jenna. My makeup was AWFUL. What was supposed to be a "Girls Night Out" themed-SATC party by Benefit Cosmetics that included cocktails, food, and free goodie bags turned out to be sprite in a pink plastic cup, cookies (which where all gone) and no goodie bags in sight. Lame. She however made out, because she looked fantastic...I looked like a cadaver...hence no pics of me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then ended it with a stop to my favorite French Bakery, for breakfast crepes and sandwhiches in the late afternoon...yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S_ilzMdKN8I/AAAAAAAABIs/G29j35LFbY0/s1600/Jenna+Eating.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S_ilzMdKN8I/AAAAAAAABIs/G29j35LFbY0/s200/Jenna+Eating.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474307646004279234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S_ilyqTVwXI/AAAAAAAABIk/JDjnBNjppms/s1600/Food.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S_ilyqTVwXI/AAAAAAAABIk/JDjnBNjppms/s200/Food.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474307636836286834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S_ilyNmMaWI/AAAAAAAABIU/fyo3mPJT4Q8/s1600/JB+getting+makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S_ilyNmMaWI/AAAAAAAABIU/fyo3mPJT4Q8/s200/JB+getting+makeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474307629130738018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it wasn't as planned, I had a nice day, because after all, attitude is everything...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1976769009862900789?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1976769009862900789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1976769009862900789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1976769009862900789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1976769009862900789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/overdue-update-happiness-project.html' title='Overdue Update: The Happiness Project'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S_ilyZTGnHI/AAAAAAAABIc/lqDKGFuzVWU/s72-c/Happiness+Book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-9003104809262845894</id><published>2010-05-15T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:54:05.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J. Crew Outlet Review</title><content type='html'>I wanted to go to San Diego's J.Crew Outlet, but ended up at Ontario Mills...not my favorite, but was happy to see the J.Crew Outlet was stocked with J.Crew B&amp;M look-a-likes for semi-decent prices ($39 for a Jackie Cardigan was ridiculous though, considering I found the quality sub-par)...The Jewelry on the other hand was nice because it was similar in-style but because the quality was a little less (and the price!) it was lightweight. PERFECT for my sensitive ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-8Js-8ibpI/AAAAAAAABIM/h1WMfsu4y38/s1600/J+Crew+Outlet+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-8Js-8ibpI/AAAAAAAABIM/h1WMfsu4y38/s320/J+Crew+Outlet+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471602740694249106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-8JseuXxDI/AAAAAAAABIE/_4Bg5xH4XeE/s1600/J+Crew+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-8JseuXxDI/AAAAAAAABIE/_4Bg5xH4XeE/s320/J+Crew+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471602732044895282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-8Jrxx-f9I/AAAAAAAABH8/V6bYRIVXy8w/s1600/J.+Crew+Outlet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-8Jrxx-f9I/AAAAAAAABH8/V6bYRIVXy8w/s320/J.+Crew+Outlet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471602719980421074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-8Jrs5PBAI/AAAAAAAABH0/7o82-SG8zo8/s1600/J+Crew+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-8Jrs5PBAI/AAAAAAAABH0/7o82-SG8zo8/s320/J+Crew+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471602718668686338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-9003104809262845894?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/9003104809262845894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=9003104809262845894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/9003104809262845894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/9003104809262845894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/j-crew-outlet-review.html' title='J. Crew Outlet Review'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-8Js-8ibpI/AAAAAAAABIM/h1WMfsu4y38/s72-c/J+Crew+Outlet+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1300823776670820718</id><published>2010-05-15T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:17:41.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We didn't start the fire...</title><content type='html'>but we were def. prepared in the event of one. Yesterday at work, the fire alarm went off. We work in a building that contains many research labs...so I was a bit fearful. I grabbed things most important: handbag, handmade piggy bank, and of course, my surprise "feel better" flowers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Jenna and I holding onto my items!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-666aIIOtI/AAAAAAAABHs/588uEt3B6xY/s1600/Fire+Alarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-666aIIOtI/AAAAAAAABHs/588uEt3B6xY/s320/Fire+Alarm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471516109910325970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1300823776670820718?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1300823776670820718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1300823776670820718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1300823776670820718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1300823776670820718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/we-didnt-start-fire.html' title='We didn&apos;t start the fire...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-666aIIOtI/AAAAAAAABHs/588uEt3B6xY/s72-c/Fire+Alarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4772679458263707489</id><published>2010-05-14T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T06:11:41.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never thought I would live to see the day...</title><content type='html'>when I was immensely happy carrying a Louis Vuitton. But after years of searching, I found the perfect bag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.louisvuitton.com/uk/flash/index.jsp?productId=prod1400033"&gt;Louis Vuitton Verona MM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the purchase has been worth the money...and it met all the requirements (adjustable straps, feet, lightweight, ect).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-1LyRAilRI/AAAAAAAABHk/FdPm_3ws-hA/s1600/IMG_3829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-1LyRAilRI/AAAAAAAABHk/FdPm_3ws-hA/s200/IMG_3829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471112449256232210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-4772679458263707489?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/4772679458263707489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=4772679458263707489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4772679458263707489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4772679458263707489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/never-thought-i-would-live-to-see-day.html' title='Never thought I would live to see the day...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-1LyRAilRI/AAAAAAAABHk/FdPm_3ws-hA/s72-c/IMG_3829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2658153762854469067</id><published>2010-05-13T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T08:34:32.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate Spade Bali Bound Sweepstakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rtm.cc/K4QB2"&gt;Kate Spade Bali Bound Sweepstakes&lt;/a&gt;: "Kate Spade Bali Bound Sweepstakes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGN UP LOVELIES :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2658153762854469067?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rtm.cc/K4QB2' title='Kate Spade Bali Bound Sweepstakes'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2658153762854469067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2658153762854469067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2658153762854469067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2658153762854469067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/kate-spade-bali-bound-sweepstakes.html' title='Kate Spade Bali Bound Sweepstakes'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2678430922131419624</id><published>2010-05-10T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T21:53:17.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only the good die young...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-jib8QxPuI/AAAAAAAABHc/qFlc6mAljq8/s1600/eric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-jib8QxPuI/AAAAAAAABHc/qFlc6mAljq8/s200/eric.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469870717102276322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause of death is unknown, but today an old fellow golfer (from my days on the junior tour), and friend (we shared multiple close friends), passed away suddenly. She was on the LPGA and I used to be very envious of her. Beautiful, talented...seemed to have it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I am dedicating this post to her...a girl full of promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica Blasberg...may she rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2678430922131419624?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2678430922131419624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2678430922131419624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2678430922131419624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2678430922131419624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-good-die-young.html' title='Only the good die young...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-jib8QxPuI/AAAAAAAABHc/qFlc6mAljq8/s72-c/eric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-3941349083652472551</id><published>2010-05-09T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:53:59.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day to all mom's...especially my mom, my Baba, and my aunts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of my mom (she may kill me after!) ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-d1MfE2G3I/AAAAAAAABHU/cYEr5-U2pD0/s1600/Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-d1MfE2G3I/AAAAAAAABHU/cYEr5-U2pD0/s200/Mom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469469129825459058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-3941349083652472551?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/3941349083652472551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=3941349083652472551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3941349083652472551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3941349083652472551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-d1MfE2G3I/AAAAAAAABHU/cYEr5-U2pD0/s72-c/Mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-26519072513006566</id><published>2010-05-06T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:48:34.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In celebration...</title><content type='html'>It is my&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; 300th&lt;/span&gt; post, so I couldn't imagine a better way to celebrate than to post about an event I held last Friday for my best friend and her now partner Faith. They became domestic partners the past week and are waiting for their right to marry...I love them both, and wanted them to have at least a small celebration so with the generous help of my family, I put on an evening for their friends and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even decorated the cake myself (clearly evident!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3G6I2v-I/AAAAAAAABHE/KwbYknjh_A8/s1600/Dani+and+Amber.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3G6I2v-I/AAAAAAAABHE/KwbYknjh_A8/s320/Dani+and+Amber.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468415701871411170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3GR8u_qI/AAAAAAAABG8/JvtGgvMaB0E/s1600/Dani+and+Jill.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3GR8u_qI/AAAAAAAABG8/JvtGgvMaB0E/s320/Dani+and+Jill.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468415691083153058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3F6qkd3I/AAAAAAAABG0/S-bfCs1DM0o/s1600/Cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3F6qkd3I/AAAAAAAABG0/S-bfCs1DM0o/s320/Cake.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468415684832950130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3FQcsAnI/AAAAAAAABGs/uSuhWTW2ang/s1600/Patio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3FQcsAnI/AAAAAAAABGs/uSuhWTW2ang/s320/Patio.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468415673500435058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3EvREKDI/AAAAAAAABGk/AFTV5-IX_qk/s1600/Drink+Table.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3EvREKDI/AAAAAAAABGk/AFTV5-IX_qk/s320/Drink+Table.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468415664593315890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And of course, the happy couple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3hfLe-nI/AAAAAAAABHM/g_SqVp4wHDY/s1600/IMG_3708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3hfLe-nI/AAAAAAAABHM/g_SqVp4wHDY/s320/IMG_3708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468416158491146866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-26519072513006566?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/26519072513006566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=26519072513006566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/26519072513006566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/26519072513006566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-celebration.html' title='In celebration...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S-O3G6I2v-I/AAAAAAAABHE/KwbYknjh_A8/s72-c/Dani+and+Amber.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7643646293946132431</id><published>2010-05-04T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:53:43.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cute couple your always jealous of...</title><content type='html'>I found this fantastic blog with perhaps the "cutest" most-stylish couple ever. They look very California chic and I check her blog EVERY day in anticipation of what she writes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epitome of why the Beach Boys sang about California Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mlovesm.blogspot.com/"&gt;MLOVESM.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7643646293946132431?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7643646293946132431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7643646293946132431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7643646293946132431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7643646293946132431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/cute-couple-your-always-jealous-of.html' title='The cute couple your always jealous of...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-196430573960556836</id><published>2010-05-03T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:06:55.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honesty</title><content type='html'>A very close friend once called me out and said "your blog is nothing like you!"..."your always sad". They were right. And if you think I have many "unhappy posts", in real life, I have many more sad days than good. Too bad, I sure look like I have it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at all the pain and suffering in the world, it really is hard to complain. As I walk around high-end stores with my Cartier, Harry Winston and Tiffany...coupled with brand new J.Crew and LV handbags, I feel...pathetic when I sulk. I have a job. My immediate family is all well and safe. I have a great future school (Cambridge, need I say more). But sometimes, no matter how hard I try, I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the moral of the story is, even when someone looks like they have it all together, just know, looks can always be deceiving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will strive to be the happy, perky person I get to be when blogging on Moon River and Me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-196430573960556836?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/196430573960556836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=196430573960556836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/196430573960556836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/196430573960556836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/05/honesty.html' title='Honesty'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-531459338191927864</id><published>2010-04-27T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T07:34:33.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J Crew steals...if only they made my sicky go away...</title><content type='html'>I missed yesterday, and am home sick again today (super "sicky" as I often say) but J. Crew's update made me feel a little better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J CREW IS HAVING A 20% OFF SALE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I buy? I stink at saving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/crew_sale_steals/set?.embedder=554708&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=18224479"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="J Crew Sale Steals" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnNOb0FzQWxTM3hHWmp3Sm5pQUp2bXcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="J Crew Sale Steals" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/crew_sale_steals/set?.embedder=554708&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=18224479"&gt;J Crew Sale Steals&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.embedder=554708&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=554708"&gt;uclabelle&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/j_crew/shop?brand=J+Crew"&gt;J Crew &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-531459338191927864?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/531459338191927864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=531459338191927864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/531459338191927864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/531459338191927864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/j-crew-stealsif-only-they-made-my-sicky.html' title='J Crew steals...if only they made my sicky go away...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4931624931124387745</id><published>2010-04-26T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:22:59.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Props to the mom....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers."&lt;br /&gt;-- Jewish proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom deserves extra props. In preparation to move to Cambridge, I moved in with her, and ever since she has be even more helpful...including packing lunches, bringing up snacks for Gossip Girl, and helping me eat more healthy and give up my other vices...my lunches include adorable notes as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even irons ;) which helps me perk up my outfits some days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of my heart-shaped crackers from my mom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9Zk4I6SwkI/AAAAAAAABGc/x0O0mPofHKE/s1600/DSCN0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9Zk4I6SwkI/AAAAAAAABGc/x0O0mPofHKE/s320/DSCN0472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464666113488110146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random note from my lunch last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9Zk3u967AI/AAAAAAAABGU/iu-0PJpX-Bw/s1600/DSCN0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9Zk3u967AI/AAAAAAAABGU/iu-0PJpX-Bw/s320/DSCN0471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464666106524003330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An outfit from last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9Zk3FOVoiI/AAAAAAAABGM/8n-6_LZiBLw/s1600/DSCN0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9Zk3FOVoiI/AAAAAAAABGM/8n-6_LZiBLw/s320/DSCN0451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464666095318573602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snack time during Gossip Girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9Zk2vwWSVI/AAAAAAAABGE/8j14oCgxtOY/s1600/IMG_3605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9Zk2vwWSVI/AAAAAAAABGE/8j14oCgxtOY/s320/IMG_3605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464666089555642706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-4931624931124387745?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/4931624931124387745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=4931624931124387745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4931624931124387745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4931624931124387745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/props-to-mom.html' title='Props to the mom....'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9Zk4I6SwkI/AAAAAAAABGc/x0O0mPofHKE/s72-c/DSCN0472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1305732800552915175</id><published>2010-04-25T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:46:22.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A perfect day for a shower...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“A baby is God's opinion that life should go on.”-Carl Sandburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I celebrated one of my best friend's baby shower. It was a smaller group of us (more pic to come later) at The Ra&lt;a href="http://www.theraymond.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ymond for a tea party. It was fantastic. Great tea, wonderful food, and the most precious thing to celebrate...the upcoming arrival of my "niece"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a few pics from my Sunday. I drove the guest of honor two hours (to and from) and was so stressful after being responsible for their well-being, I am now enjoying and de-stressing at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVcUZxLTI/AAAAAAAABF8/ka2yvjp0oFQ/s1600/IMG_3623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVcUZxLTI/AAAAAAAABF8/ka2yvjp0oFQ/s320/IMG_3623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464297299141274930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVbu5CoCI/AAAAAAAABF0/O70-_KYxUvY/s1600/IMG_3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVbu5CoCI/AAAAAAAABF0/O70-_KYxUvY/s320/IMG_3619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464297289071894562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVbM70JsI/AAAAAAAABFs/E9GdKecdvS0/s1600/IMG_3613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVbM70JsI/AAAAAAAABFs/E9GdKecdvS0/s320/IMG_3613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464297279956723394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVac-PKvI/AAAAAAAABFk/788Srbx4zVs/s1600/IMG_3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVac-PKvI/AAAAAAAABFk/788Srbx4zVs/s320/IMG_3617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464297267081980658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVZ-1vhPI/AAAAAAAABFc/QlxmThCHlm8/s1600/IMG_3615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVZ-1vhPI/AAAAAAAABFc/QlxmThCHlm8/s320/IMG_3615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464297258993288434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I am proud I kept it together considering I was getting a cold...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1305732800552915175?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1305732800552915175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1305732800552915175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1305732800552915175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1305732800552915175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/perfect-day-for-shower.html' title='A perfect day for a shower...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S9UVcUZxLTI/AAAAAAAABF8/ka2yvjp0oFQ/s72-c/IMG_3623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1612884941324849591</id><published>2010-04-21T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:55:40.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Following my friend's blogs....</title><content type='html'>1. Three names I go by...&lt;br /&gt;*Danielle&lt;br /&gt;*Dani&lt;br /&gt;*D and Scout (so four)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Three places I have lived...&lt;br /&gt;* SF Bay Area, CA&lt;br /&gt;* Los Angeles, CA&lt;br /&gt;* New York, NY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Three of my idols...&lt;br /&gt;* My parents&lt;br /&gt;* My grandparents&lt;br /&gt;* Jackie Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Three things I Like to Look at...&lt;br /&gt;* Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;* Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;* Christmas Trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Three (of the most favorite) places I've been...&lt;br /&gt;* Hawaii (Fairmont, Big Island; Westin, Maui; Four Seasons; Maui)&lt;br /&gt;* Disneyland (all times)&lt;br /&gt;* 15 Harrison Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Three of my proudest accomplishments...&lt;br /&gt;* Listening only to myself and enrolling at Foothill College at 16&lt;br /&gt;*Graduating UCLA and going on to great masters programs at Columbia and Penn&lt;br /&gt;*Getting into Cambridge for a PhD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Three things I love to eat...&lt;br /&gt;* Mac and Cheese by Kraft&lt;br /&gt;*Egg on Toast&lt;br /&gt;*Peroshkis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Three things I want to do someday...&lt;br /&gt;* Go to Rome (finally)&lt;br /&gt;* Get my PhD&lt;br /&gt;* Buy my parents a huge house on the ocean (or for my mom, in the trees, with nothing around!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Three things I am looking forward to this year&lt;br /&gt;* UCLA Commencement (for my brother)&lt;br /&gt;* Moving to England&lt;br /&gt;* Finishing a semester ;) with good marks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1612884941324849591?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1612884941324849591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1612884941324849591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1612884941324849591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1612884941324849591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/following-my-friends-blogs.html' title='Following my friend&apos;s blogs....'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-433376111095815158</id><published>2010-04-18T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T13:16:57.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or present are certain to miss the future- JFK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this belongs in my From California to Cambridge forum...but I feel like leaving it here. As my brother and friends prepare to graduate, others move, and are having kids, as cousins prepare to move, and as I plan on living in England, each day brings me closer, and closer to change. Is JFK right? If I look to the past, and enjoy the present, shall I really miss the future? As a historian by training, I disagree with him. It is the looking to the past, and enjoying the present, that give us glimpses and desires for the future. They are lenses to look to the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My past? Filled with ups and downs, magical moments and triumphs to tears and defeats. None, not a single one, would I change. My present? still filled with magic, in the form of stars, sand, sounds of waves crashing, warmth, and of course, some shopping ;) but it is also filled with stress, arguments, and fears (which ALWAYS bring out of the worst in people). Future? Unknown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, there are bonfires in Newport Beach, working on Saturdays which turned out to end with a stroll in the park and a car show, snuggle time, outdoor shopping malls in the sun, and of course, time with friends in the evening (like I did last night when playing Creationary). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prepare for the change I know a few things remain certain: I am loved. I have pictures to bring on my journey, and for the time being, I am learning to de-clutter :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional pics from the weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8tlnXYK0qI/AAAAAAAABEs/4lR7qWfCV2I/s1600/IMG_3563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8tlnXYK0qI/AAAAAAAABEs/4lR7qWfCV2I/s200/IMG_3563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461570700081549986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8tlm1xJLpI/AAAAAAAABEk/2ZvRscERYKY/s1600/IMG_3550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8tlm1xJLpI/AAAAAAAABEk/2ZvRscERYKY/s200/IMG_3550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461570691059494546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8tlmMP8LqI/AAAAAAAABEc/5_DGCeWUUnc/s1600/IMG_3547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8tlmMP8LqI/AAAAAAAABEc/5_DGCeWUUnc/s200/IMG_3547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461570679914376866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-433376111095815158?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/433376111095815158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=433376111095815158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/433376111095815158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/433376111095815158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/preparing-for-change.html' title='Preparing for change...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8tlnXYK0qI/AAAAAAAABEs/4lR7qWfCV2I/s72-c/IMG_3563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4170473930121469864</id><published>2010-04-17T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T09:55:14.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Week...</title><content type='html'>This has been, in summary, a good week, despite the rough start on Monday. I am becoming more thankful for my job, friends, family, and fortunes...I am also starting to get excited about my coming move to England (although the missing of my friends and family will be hard)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was filled with flowers (both at home, and work)...and nothing is better than being surrounded by beautiful, FRESH FLOWERS :) I am lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nmO-YkcfI/AAAAAAAABEE/CiN73a5Ta2w/s1600/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nmO-YkcfI/AAAAAAAABEE/CiN73a5Ta2w/s320/IMG_3505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461149168102044146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nmOWsWxaI/AAAAAAAABD8/ezotXyWAJbY/s1600/IMG_3497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nmOWsWxaI/AAAAAAAABD8/ezotXyWAJbY/s320/IMG_3497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461149157447615906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nmN4ZYD3I/AAAAAAAABD0/yQNBsREYrh4/s1600/IMG_3525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nmN4ZYD3I/AAAAAAAABD0/yQNBsREYrh4/s320/IMG_3525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461149149314944882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday culminated with a work bonfire with staff and PAAs (student-workers). Here is a pic...(the ones with all of us is on another's camera!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nmPZo_b8I/AAAAAAAABEM/lXgHrU4TGps/s1600/IMG_3534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nmPZo_b8I/AAAAAAAABEM/lXgHrU4TGps/s320/IMG_3534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461149175418679234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nn3k5p6tI/AAAAAAAABEU/UPIZb_dLN0c/s1600/IMG_3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nn3k5p6tI/AAAAAAAABEU/UPIZb_dLN0c/s200/IMG_3531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461150965147757266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember the last time I cooked a hot dog over a fire, nor made Smores...my friend Jenna and I drove home thankful for the evening. Unfortunately, I was too tired to join her and her girlfriend at Disneyland after...instead, I fell asleep at 9PM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-4170473930121469864?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/4170473930121469864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=4170473930121469864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4170473930121469864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4170473930121469864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-week.html' title='A Good Week...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8nmO-YkcfI/AAAAAAAABEE/CiN73a5Ta2w/s72-c/IMG_3505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5076009782894865698</id><published>2010-04-17T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T07:10:10.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>True Random Number Generator   Min: 1     Max:   8    Result:  3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have your contact...I will e-mail you for your address :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-5076009782894865698?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5076009782894865698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5076009782894865698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5076009782894865698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5076009782894865698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2860069318885056815</id><published>2010-04-12T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:31:35.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I was called "classless"...</title><content type='html'>It hurt. I try, but I guess I have some shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest victory has been to be able to live with myself, to accept my shortcomings. ...I’m a long way from the human being I’d like to be. But I’ve decided I’m not so bad after all." -Audrey Hepburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am searching for the great victory in life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2860069318885056815?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2860069318885056815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2860069318885056815' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2860069318885056815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2860069318885056815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-i-was-called-classless.html' title='Today I was called &quot;classless&quot;...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-6023292449719944567</id><published>2010-04-11T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:12:30.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Re-Cap</title><content type='html'>The weekend was long; I am exhausted. It took me a minute to even remember what I did Friday night, but it was in fact spent with my lovely mother on a shopping trip late into the evening. What did I purchase? Nothing. It didn't matter, the time spent was priceless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent doing all sorts of un-planned activities...first, shopping again, this time with Mike. Then a very good 'ol friend invited me to have two tickets to Hairspray. Of course, it started in less than an hour from the time she called, so we rushed to get the tickets and go to the performing arts center in Orange County. It was fun, but not my cup-of-tea. I then went with my dearest friend to have some drinks and go to a stand-up comedy show. It was love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my "rest" day...I organized a little, got some errands done (tanning booth, yes--bad for the skin-- and then eyebrow appointment to shape 'em up), and saw a family movie capped off with dinner (steak my mom made---as my dad is out of town in Taipei). Of course, I did spend Sunday for myself, and excluded some fun activities planned and un-planned with my best friend, and then skipped on another important activity with my other friend...and the guilt is starting to settle in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, nothing (at this time) beats a clean Dani (after a shower), a candle, a good book, and of course, my blog. At least I know this weekend showed that above else, I have great family and friends.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; I am loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*Remember to enter my giveaway if you haven't yet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-6023292449719944567?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/6023292449719944567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=6023292449719944567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6023292449719944567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6023292449719944567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/weekend-re-cap.html' title='Weekend Re-Cap'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7380722554929342865</id><published>2010-04-09T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T22:53:01.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And I did my best...</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, I vowed not to purchase anything for the month. A goal to save some money. I failed. Thanks to Anthropologie. Do I get any sympathy or receive forgiveness since the clothing was colorful? And the books, informative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Included is a picture of the J.Crew yellow sweater I bought on sale last month (I would show the copper dust Italian Cashmere I also bought as mentioned in a previous post but was wearing it today!)...and a new green top, and...straight legged denim (haven't had them since the early 90s!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also purchased a ton of reading materials. This includes the new InStyle (my subscription ran out), People Sytle Issue, I Love Your Style : How to Define and Refine Your Personal Style and then the four-part series by Winston Churchill (hey, I am moving to England, I should know my new country, right?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8AObScR2UI/AAAAAAAABDs/U0S7fkMapXs/s1600/IMG_3523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8AObScR2UI/AAAAAAAABDs/U0S7fkMapXs/s320/IMG_3523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458378610342746434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8AOawRvTuI/AAAAAAAABDk/sHDe60P7jtg/s1600/IMG_3522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8AOawRvTuI/AAAAAAAABDk/sHDe60P7jtg/s320/IMG_3522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458378601171734242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DO NOT FORGET TO JOIN THE GIVEAWAY MENTIONED BELOW (AND PROPS TO GIGI FOR PROMOTING IT!)***IF YOU ALREADY HAVE READ BOTH BOOKS, YOU GET A $15 GIFT CARD TO BARNES &amp; NOBLE****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7380722554929342865?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7380722554929342865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7380722554929342865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7380722554929342865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7380722554929342865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-i-did-my-best.html' title='And I did my best...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S8AObScR2UI/AAAAAAAABDs/U0S7fkMapXs/s72-c/IMG_3523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-3561467377320487802</id><published>2010-04-08T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T11:39:43.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVEAWAY ALERT!</title><content type='html'>I have been working a bit harder on updating my blog more often...and I understand the topics range from personal, to shopping, to beauty product reviews, so you never know just what I am going to talk about...and I hope my readers are still with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To reward you loyal readers I have decided to do another giveaway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done them before, giving new gifts of Breakfast at Tiffany, J.Crew jewelry and then my favorite Origins products...this time, I am giving away BRAND NEW (unopened) books. There is just one winner, but the winner picks between two of my recent favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1) Chasing Harry Winston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Summer at Tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Yes, you get to pick and I will have Barnes and Noble wrap it and send it to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) To play you must be a follower of the blog&lt;br /&gt;2) You must post a comment in this section describing your favorite book! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***If you can, please post about my giveaway on your blog :) I would REALLY appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winner will be decided on Thursday, April 15th at 8PM PST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S74iw-aFTRI/AAAAAAAABDc/slvGe8av7c4/s1600/chasing-harry-winston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S74iw-aFTRI/AAAAAAAABDc/slvGe8av7c4/s320/chasing-harry-winston.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457838023201082642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S74iweoQ1wI/AAAAAAAABDU/p9wEKEN4sdI/s1600/48693185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S74iweoQ1wI/AAAAAAAABDU/p9wEKEN4sdI/s320/48693185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457838014670624514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-3561467377320487802?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/3561467377320487802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=3561467377320487802' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3561467377320487802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3561467377320487802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/giveaway-alert.html' title='GIVEAWAY ALERT!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S74iw-aFTRI/AAAAAAAABDc/slvGe8av7c4/s72-c/chasing-harry-winston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1382303713566658774</id><published>2010-04-07T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T06:31:00.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class never ages...</title><content type='html'>According to a letter Audrey Hepburn once wrote to Tiffany &amp; Co on their 150th anniversary, she stated that the store's beauty, kindness, ect remains unchanged...and she closes with "class never ages". I couldn't agree more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ALL of you know, Tiffany &amp; Co is my favorite jeweler. I have red boxes (Cartier), dark blue ones (Harry Winston), and then over 30 little Tiffany Blue boxes (which actually are dark blue, but with an outer Tiffany Blue outside box)...and nothing excites me more than a quick trip to Tiffany. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over two weeks ago, while getting a haircut, the stylist accidentally cut the chain of my Tiffany locket off. It assumed to have fallen into the drain. The stylist was VERY unhelpful, saying she wasn't responsible...and then sent me on my way. I cried. The locket held pictures of my grandparents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did still have the chain, so I went to the store, tears welling in my eyes (yes, a bit over dramatic) and asked to pay to at least repair the chain. However, the head manager (whom I know pretty well) saw me, I told him the situation and when I was about to leave after getting complimentary repair service, he presented me with another blue box...inside? a new locket. He said "you are one of my favorite customers, and no one leaves here sad". I do shop there a lot (and have a Tiffany Blue Card for larger purchases), but never expected this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey was right...class doesn't age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7yIbK3L--I/AAAAAAAABDM/m-M4_kCk8mQ/s1600/IMG_3352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7yIbK3L--I/AAAAAAAABDM/m-M4_kCk8mQ/s320/IMG_3352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457386848819870690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1382303713566658774?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1382303713566658774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1382303713566658774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1382303713566658774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1382303713566658774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/class-never-ages.html' title='Class never ages...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7yIbK3L--I/AAAAAAAABDM/m-M4_kCk8mQ/s72-c/IMG_3352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-961405522959791044</id><published>2010-04-06T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:34:39.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forward ever, backward never...</title><content type='html'>My Baba (short for Babushka, aka Grandma in Russian) always said "forward ever, backward never"). I often think of this when I am going through a slight "depression" phase. Unfortunately, I have been experiencing these phases often, despite having purchased preppy upbeat colored clothing, and surrounding myself with pretty things and lovely people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of dwelling on the past mistakes I may or may not have made, and focusing on being sad (for no reason, in particular), I think about her quote and of course, the more infamous one: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving"-Albert Einstein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I have yet to learn how to ride a bike (no joke).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-961405522959791044?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/961405522959791044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=961405522959791044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/961405522959791044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/961405522959791044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/forward-ever-backward-never.html' title='Forward ever, backward never...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5026141966635368004</id><published>2010-04-06T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:56:42.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Re-Cap</title><content type='html'>Too much went on to actually blog a large amount on my Easter. Sufficient to say, it went well. We HANDMADE all of the dishes from scratch (including muffins, quiches, ect for breakfast and all the Russian dishes for lunch and dinner). We had my brother and his girlfriend (whom is cool) come, and on Sunday evening, I brought one of my best friends her FIRST Easter basket (her family never celebrated)...pics are below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, cooking wasn't my favorite thing ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHVRlC10I/AAAAAAAABCU/yH13qmiJ6PA/s1600/IMG_3457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHVRlC10I/AAAAAAAABCU/yH13qmiJ6PA/s320/IMG_3457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457244910543624002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHxV4CfZI/AAAAAAAABDE/pEigQQ61Bt0/s1600/IMG_3491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHxV4CfZI/AAAAAAAABDE/pEigQQ61Bt0/s320/IMG_3491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457245392733371794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHw9LTlsI/AAAAAAAABC8/rUuSKHg3r8Y/s1600/IMG_3494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHw9LTlsI/AAAAAAAABC8/rUuSKHg3r8Y/s320/IMG_3494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457245386103297730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHXf5kejI/AAAAAAAABC0/RCV97KvB_MY/s1600/IMG_3481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHXf5kejI/AAAAAAAABC0/RCV97KvB_MY/s320/IMG_3481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457244948747549234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHWmLCOcI/AAAAAAAABCs/wTTtLbFKmEw/s1600/IMG_3478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHWmLCOcI/AAAAAAAABCs/wTTtLbFKmEw/s320/IMG_3478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457244933251545538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHWKaDwjI/AAAAAAAABCk/Adxtl2Xn0MU/s1600/IMG_3466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHWKaDwjI/AAAAAAAABCk/Adxtl2Xn0MU/s320/IMG_3466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457244925798367794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-5026141966635368004?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5026141966635368004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5026141966635368004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5026141966635368004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5026141966635368004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-re-cap.html' title='Easter Re-Cap'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7wHVRlC10I/AAAAAAAABCU/yH13qmiJ6PA/s72-c/IMG_3457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-12554247073551735</id><published>2010-04-02T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:34:53.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginnings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.”-Seneca (Roman philosopher, mid-1st century AD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7bSuCUC5OI/AAAAAAAABB8/FVKg5HGRv-s/s1600/IMG_3445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7bSuCUC5OI/AAAAAAAABB8/FVKg5HGRv-s/s320/IMG_3445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455779686942696674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7bStpNgARI/AAAAAAAABB0/BRp_9RtGVzs/s1600/IMG_3452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7bStpNgARI/AAAAAAAABB0/BRp_9RtGVzs/s320/IMG_3452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455779680204357906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter, and eggs, signify new beginnings...and I suppose I could not imagine a more perfect time to focus on this, than now. After a year (a year on the Liturgical calendar) of heartbreaks, challenges, ups, and downs...I am excited about a new year. After a horrendous day, coloring Easter eggs with the family, and prepping to bake generations old Russian recipes from my great-Babushka, were a great comfort (of course, the recipes are partly in Russian---wish us much luck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7bTVvNTQOI/AAAAAAAABCM/BGNOZRXRicE/s1600/IMG_3435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7bTVvNTQOI/AAAAAAAABCM/BGNOZRXRicE/s320/IMG_3435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455780369008902370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7bTVA3ZebI/AAAAAAAABCE/DVM-ZtQKGNU/s1600/IMG_3432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7bTVA3ZebI/AAAAAAAABCE/DVM-ZtQKGNU/s320/IMG_3432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455780356569004466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what better way to color eggs than with a Lilly-themed design? WHILE WEARING LILLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go to sleep peacefully, and early, having realized that this Sunday represents a special Sunday for me; beyond being my beloved cousin's birthday, it is probably my last Easter at home for the next four years...so I look forward to cherishing it with my close family and friends (whom are coming over...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seneca (my favorite philosopher) could not have been more right...this new beginning signifies the end period of some great accomplishments, beautiful and priceless memories, personal challenges, and internal changes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this Good Friday, I would also like to take a moment to delve into my Roman Catholic roots and thank God for his sacrifices...and be thankful for all that I have, or had...and only wish I had spent more time appreciating everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EASTER PREP FOR NEW BEGINNINGS! AND ENJOY THE COLOR ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-12554247073551735?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/12554247073551735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=12554247073551735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/12554247073551735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/12554247073551735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-beginnings.html' title='New beginnings...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7bSuCUC5OI/AAAAAAAABB8/FVKg5HGRv-s/s72-c/IMG_3445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5505364531950553147</id><published>2010-04-01T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T19:06:57.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beauty of a blog...</title><content type='html'>There is the innate beauty of blogging. Freedom of speech (so to speak), therapy, joy, intellectual stimulation (to a degree), ect. all enjoyed with the simple act of typing...slowly, alone, from the comfort of my bed (where I am now, although I evidently blog at work, on certain occasions which is bad, I know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An added benefit is being able to reflect on previous posts or moods. I have gone from happy, to sad, to angry, and back again...over the course of a year (plus). Today is one of the days where I want to post about struggles...however I find it ironic to do so after so many "happy" posts. Afterall, I hate to be a buzz kill. But, it is my blog, right? And, I should be able to share my feelings (even if it makes me look bi-polar)? Well then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work was AWFUL. Once a week, for half an afternoon we work the reception desk. This has led me to the conclusion that receptionist are the most under-valued, yet most difficult job, out there...anyway, usually we have help (in the form of student-workers). Mine was gone this week...which led me to "brave the storm alone". It was just...horrible..I missed my partner-in-crime more than I could imagine...and was desperate for help (luckily, my BFF also is my co-worker, and she rescued me towards the end).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me realize how precious my true job actually is...even after the horror of servicing frustrated students for 4 hours, I can sit back and be thankful that for the rest of the week, I sit in a beautiful office, and have appointments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I de-stress...I guess I am looking at the positive...and not the negative...shows mature growth, no? Perhaps I am not a buzz kill, after all...&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/339536945757386790-5505364531950553147?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5505364531950553147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5505364531950553147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5505364531950553147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5505364531950553147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/04/beauty-of-blog.html' title='The beauty of a blog...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5187992966717667943</id><published>2010-03-31T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T07:10:11.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be...</title><content type='html'>I got back around 1AM from the Paul McCartney concert last night...I am so tired, it is impossible to really blog about it...but the set list was good, his voice still drool worthy, and his energy (for his age) was amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seats? not the best...but with this type of concert, I actually left and didn't mind...I got to hear great music, shed some tears (Let It Be caused me to sit silently as tears literally fell from my eyes...), and enjoy a good beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw another rock legend. I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXou6MupI/AAAAAAAABBs/PT-gPSrIJ7o/s1600/DSCN0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXou6MupI/AAAAAAAABBs/PT-gPSrIJ7o/s320/DSCN0434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454799930974321298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXgTOFsWI/AAAAAAAABBk/Jj6ixH7lhEE/s1600/DSCN0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXgTOFsWI/AAAAAAAABBk/Jj6ixH7lhEE/s320/DSCN0433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454799786102600034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXgJwVG7I/AAAAAAAABBc/p_kNNgzCLEA/s1600/DSCN0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXgJwVG7I/AAAAAAAABBc/p_kNNgzCLEA/s320/DSCN0431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454799783561862066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXfgE7t3I/AAAAAAAABBU/SeLhduWJgVM/s1600/DSCN0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXfgE7t3I/AAAAAAAABBU/SeLhduWJgVM/s320/DSCN0411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454799772373989234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXfOYVy8I/AAAAAAAABBM/VJWGhM1n1tE/s1600/DSCN0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXfOYVy8I/AAAAAAAABBM/VJWGhM1n1tE/s320/DSCN0392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454799767623551938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXe_6LsdI/AAAAAAAABBE/flvUQTALQ8E/s1600/DSCN0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXe_6LsdI/AAAAAAAABBE/flvUQTALQ8E/s320/DSCN0400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454799763738964434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-5187992966717667943?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5187992966717667943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5187992966717667943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5187992966717667943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5187992966717667943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/let-it-be.html' title='Let it be...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7NXou6MupI/AAAAAAAABBs/PT-gPSrIJ7o/s72-c/DSCN0434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7157530537402997936</id><published>2010-03-30T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T10:36:33.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I should be working...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7I2lYk5hVI/AAAAAAAABA8/K_I_f57gd9w/s1600/Sweater+2.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7I2lYk5hVI/AAAAAAAABA8/K_I_f57gd9w/s320/Sweater+2.htm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454482114579367250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7I2lAJt_xI/AAAAAAAABA0/cB586vjbjNM/s1600/Sweater.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7I2lAJt_xI/AAAAAAAABA0/cB586vjbjNM/s320/Sweater.htm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454482108022914834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead I stole a few minutes to purchase these sweaters from J.Crew...with their 30% off sale. Did I need them? no. Do I love them? yes. Are they colorful? yes, yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts? I know I should be on a budget...darn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7157530537402997936?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7157530537402997936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7157530537402997936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7157530537402997936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7157530537402997936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-should-be-working.html' title='When I should be working...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7I2lYk5hVI/AAAAAAAABA8/K_I_f57gd9w/s72-c/Sweater+2.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-8211179615808036007</id><published>2010-03-29T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:39:25.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Match Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7GORK6Tn5I/AAAAAAAABAs/RhMfsFNVSj8/s1600/DSCN0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7GORK6Tn5I/AAAAAAAABAs/RhMfsFNVSj8/s200/DSCN0309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454297049360211858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7GOQuploPI/AAAAAAAABAk/PZreDNqiEgU/s1600/DSCN0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7GOQuploPI/AAAAAAAABAk/PZreDNqiEgU/s200/DSCN0314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454297041773895922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7GOQAhHayI/AAAAAAAABAc/6suwSzBztVU/s1600/DSCN0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7GOQAhHayI/AAAAAAAABAc/6suwSzBztVU/s200/DSCN0332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454297029390330658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7GOPmJluEI/AAAAAAAABAU/UqYCOW9tODA/s1600/DSCN0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7GOPmJluEI/AAAAAAAABAU/UqYCOW9tODA/s200/DSCN0324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454297022312331330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the basis of our splendid failure to do the impossible.”-William Faulkner quotes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you not familiar with medical school, match day is when graduating MDs discover their residency location (or match)...it is a huge day because, while they can rate their choices, it really isn't up to them...it is in the hands of God (or the hospital admins!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL 4th year MDs discover their match at the EXACT same time each year...with each school having unique traditions, most involving opening up the small letter in front of a crowd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I was honored to attend UCI's 2010 Match Day earlier this month, as a friend was going through the process (he has the most beautiful family...I had so much fun). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share some photos...of Chris and his wife (my friend) and their adorable babies (twins Claire and Jack, and then baby Max, whom I am holding) these wonderful future doctors who have been successful at doing the impossible. I look forward to having them someday treating me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-8211179615808036007?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/8211179615808036007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=8211179615808036007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8211179615808036007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8211179615808036007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/match-day-2010.html' title='Match Day 2010'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7GORK6Tn5I/AAAAAAAABAs/RhMfsFNVSj8/s72-c/DSCN0309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2373239798537092909</id><published>2010-03-29T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T14:16:19.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another manic Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7EYnYCmiAI/AAAAAAAABAM/HxVbd3d4d14/s1600/IMG01056-20100328-1540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7EYnYCmiAI/AAAAAAAABAM/HxVbd3d4d14/s200/IMG01056-20100328-1540.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454167688469710850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7EYm0cBexI/AAAAAAAABAE/attsubFyzAI/s1600/At+work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 61px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7EYm0cBexI/AAAAAAAABAE/attsubFyzAI/s200/At+work.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454167678912658194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“The best way to appreciate your job is to imagine yourself without one.”-Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondays after a 4-day weekend are not the best, but my attitude change has helped. I enjoyed my first lecture of the quarter (which lasted about 15 minutes---basically just handing out my syllabus---college students LOVE getting out early), and now am counseling for the rest of the afternoon...we have over 20 students on walk-in...but even with a day full of work...I am trying remain upbeat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I am thankful I came in last night to finish up some of the work I had...(see pics below from past few work days!)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2373239798537092909?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2373239798537092909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2373239798537092909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2373239798537092909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2373239798537092909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-another-manic-monday.html' title='Just another manic Monday...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7EYnYCmiAI/AAAAAAAABAM/HxVbd3d4d14/s72-c/IMG01056-20100328-1540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5136969133568384558</id><published>2010-03-28T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:11:26.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere in the stars...</title><content type='html'>“When it is darkest, men see the stars.”-Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of my posts prior alluded to, sometimes I go through darker moments, even though I have so much to be thankful for...and even with countless people who love me, and try to help, it may not work...but recently, a few friends, have done exceptional jobs at bringing out the smile within...and help me enjoy the little things in life...such as gazing at the stars, which I did this evening, when taking a late night swim with my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life often gets so hectic we forget to take a little time to enjoy the little  things...I get wrapped up like so many of us in the daily workings...beyond just my job, but also my "addiction" to materials and shopping (such as J.Crew, or Tiffany) or the massive stress of moving to England in just a few months...sometimes...sometimes the most beautiful things in life are free (or almost free)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting outside, bundled watching the stars...holding hands with the one you love...or swimming with your family at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I prepare for Monday after a 4-day weekend, full of mini-adventures, and added color, I wanted to thank those around me who have helped...including my family and special friends...and hope that if they ever find themselves in the dark, that they too see the stars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My closest friend, and good love, said life is full of peaks and valleys...and that is part of life..what they failed to realize (or perhaps they did) is that without valleys, or low points, or the "dark", we would never appreciate the light and joy in life...the "stars"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a pic from this evening's swim...and my beaming smile (of course, dressed in J.Crew...with my preppy towel!)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7Anv5yNELI/AAAAAAAAA_8/iqyoEND5kGE/s1600/IMG_3361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7Anv5yNELI/AAAAAAAAA_8/iqyoEND5kGE/s200/IMG_3361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453902852664398002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-5136969133568384558?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5136969133568384558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5136969133568384558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5136969133568384558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5136969133568384558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/somewhere-in-stars.html' title='Somewhere in the stars...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S7Anv5yNELI/AAAAAAAAA_8/iqyoEND5kGE/s72-c/IMG_3361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-997418198828912448</id><published>2010-03-27T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:29:33.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A more colorful life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67Nn57SbQI/AAAAAAAAA-s/d5SgYCd6few/s1600/IMG_3330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67Nn57SbQI/AAAAAAAAA-s/d5SgYCd6few/s200/IMG_3330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453522284240334082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67NHZEUNdI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ns_riP8xZnk/s1600/IMG_3308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67NHZEUNdI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ns_riP8xZnk/s200/IMG_3308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453521725664015826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67NG7xfQcI/AAAAAAAAA-c/frR6aUslbvw/s1600/IMG01021-20100326-1302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67NG7xfQcI/AAAAAAAAA-c/frR6aUslbvw/s200/IMG01021-20100326-1302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453521717800419778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a more colorful life...is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I like light, color, luminosity. I like things full of color and vibrant"-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Oscar de la Renta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the fortune of knowing many great people to help get me through some of my cloudy days...one of my newer, best friends, challenged me to bring a little more color into my life (literally, and figuratively...for example, I usually wear black most days, for those of you who do not know me in real life)...and so I did (by doing things like buying more colorful outfits, and jewelry, to going out more, and getting sun)...and for the first time in a long time, I am a bit more happy than usual. To that friend especially, and those others around me who also challenge me to see the beauty in life, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was my first full attempt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I went kayaking with a friend in Huntington Beach, CA...and I had fun, got some exercise and color (although, it came in the form of a sunburn...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I got gifted with a bunch of new J.Crew jewelry from their recent sale (all full of color)...and a Kate Spade navy silk top ;) (sure, it is navy, but better than black...right?) and a friend got me a beautiful dimestore ring which you see above (gaudy? yes; fun? of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Our family celebrated my brother's girlfriend's birthday...and I was very proud of the gifts I had gotten...all from my favorite stores complete with preppy polka dot wrapping paper ;) we had a great time...including a water balloon fight my mom planned (among other games...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I am ending the evening with The Little Mermaid...anything more colorful? or fun? oh yes, my Lilly pjs I am wearing (note: the cute pic of the PJs...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you are enjoying a colorful, fun, weekend full of love, and fantastic friends...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67aSR35sII/AAAAAAAAA_s/RKfQadUd1N4/s1600/IMG_3317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67Npa5CO5I/AAAAAAAAA_E/SxTDGmGxy0Y/s200/IMG_3353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453522310269123474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67NoymmiiI/AAAAAAAAA-8/PsF_JyjPay4/s1600/IMG_3348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67NoymmiiI/AAAAAAAAA-8/PsF_JyjPay4/s200/IMG_3348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453522299454392866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67NoVJ_ZSI/AAAAAAAAA-0/w94wuIxZmbg/s1600/IMG_3342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67NoVJ_ZSI/AAAAAAAAA-0/w94wuIxZmbg/s200/IMG_3342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453522291549758754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-997418198828912448?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/997418198828912448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=997418198828912448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/997418198828912448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/997418198828912448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-colorful-life.html' title='A more colorful life...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S67Nn57SbQI/AAAAAAAAA-s/d5SgYCd6few/s72-c/IMG_3330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1930288379344153258</id><published>2010-03-17T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:37:36.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing you the luck of the Irish...</title><content type='html'>I am a proud 1/4th Irish (my beloved Pa is Irish), so I figure although I am busy, I had to make time to wish all of you a Happy St. Patrick's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what to I wish for you? Luck, and lovely gems such as the Tiffany &amp; Co Emerald ring below ;) (sets you back a cool $250K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S6Gf3lszYFI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Ae1BKMF8Dng/s1600-h/Tiffany+Green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S6Gf3lszYFI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Ae1BKMF8Dng/s320/Tiffany+Green.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449812801456660562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Oscar Wilde (Irish) was right when he wrote “Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1930288379344153258?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1930288379344153258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1930288379344153258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1930288379344153258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1930288379344153258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/wishing-you-luck-of-irish.html' title='Wishing you the luck of the Irish...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S6Gf3lszYFI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Ae1BKMF8Dng/s72-c/Tiffany+Green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-3248395872519126786</id><published>2010-03-09T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:51:46.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In love with...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5bfC3QDJiI/AAAAAAAAA90/k0orN33h8q0/s1600-h/353706771_tp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5bfC3QDJiI/AAAAAAAAA90/k0orN33h8q0/s320/353706771_tp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446786039635191330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5bfCcDG5SI/AAAAAAAAA9s/EG4j_7ZOVgI/s1600-h/The-Swarovski-engagement-ri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5bfCcDG5SI/AAAAAAAAA9s/EG4j_7ZOVgI/s320/The-Swarovski-engagement-ri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446786032333153570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a soft spot in my heart for antique jewelry. Keep in mind ALL my jewelry is classic, and new...but, I browsed EBay today only to fall in love this uber antique diamond ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming of the history it has been through...the parties, dances, happiness and sadness, and wish it were mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks very similar to the engagement ring from Swarovski in The Phantom of the Opera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=150421968075&amp;fromMakeTrack=true&amp;ssPageName=VIP:watchlink:top:en"&gt;Lovely Ring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-3248395872519126786?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/3248395872519126786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=3248395872519126786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3248395872519126786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3248395872519126786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-love-with.html' title='In love with...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5bfC3QDJiI/AAAAAAAAA90/k0orN33h8q0/s72-c/353706771_tp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-233796195979963784</id><published>2010-03-08T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:15:12.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I miss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5bgYKzy_TI/AAAAAAAAA-E/kHTPRIfKk-4/s1600-h/SFLimo-Santa-Cruz-Tour-Boardwalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5bgYKzy_TI/AAAAAAAAA-E/kHTPRIfKk-4/s320/SFLimo-Santa-Cruz-Tour-Boardwalk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446787505174281522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was randomly thinking of some things I miss (that are not people!)...do any of you miss similar things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bullwinkle's (a chain that was like a campy version of Chucky Cheese---we used to go here as kids, and my brother and I would play for hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Santa Cruz (my true hometown---a hippy Berkeley-like small surf town---)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Uniforms (my Girl Scout and School one....nothing like a good 'ol Catholic girl in uniform ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston (ah, long gone are the days of cheesy love songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Sublime. Oh the 90's music was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Slap-on bracelets (they hurt, and were ugly, but how genius were they!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Jelly flats (they made a brief comeback, but nothing like the original...so uncomfy, and ugly but still...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Barbie (I know, I shouldn't admit this, but seriously...how fun was playing with Barbie?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-233796195979963784?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/233796195979963784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=233796195979963784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/233796195979963784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/233796195979963784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-i-miss.html' title='Things I miss...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5bgYKzy_TI/AAAAAAAAA-E/kHTPRIfKk-4/s72-c/SFLimo-Santa-Cruz-Tour-Boardwalk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5232661859029790334</id><published>2010-03-07T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:50:42.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Oscar goes to...</title><content type='html'>Nothing better than getting back into my old annual routine of watching the Oscars (haven't in many years...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite dresses: Sandra Bullock, Kristen Stewart and Cameron Diaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5R4gVjvVJI/AAAAAAAAA9k/FhMZM4qHC7w/s1600-h/kristen-stewart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5R4gVjvVJI/AAAAAAAAA9k/FhMZM4qHC7w/s200/kristen-stewart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446110346335966354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5R4gOYEX3I/AAAAAAAAA9c/pchX1Z63k08/s1600-h/sandra-bullock-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5R4gOYEX3I/AAAAAAAAA9c/pchX1Z63k08/s200/sandra-bullock-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446110344407965554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Taylor singing In My Life...and the tribute to Patrick Swayze, Natasha Richardson, Roy E. Disney, Michael Jackson, Brittany Murphy (among so many others)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the touches of UP! in the ceremony...including the music...which melts my heart...and WON! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Bridges...who finally won :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon River playing for the announcement of the Best Actress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra Bullock my favorite :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in honor of the Oscars tonight...my favorite actress in a classy speech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGbKhZPDWaE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGbKhZPDWaE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-5232661859029790334?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5232661859029790334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5232661859029790334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5232661859029790334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5232661859029790334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-oscar-goes-to.html' title='And the Oscar goes to...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5R4gVjvVJI/AAAAAAAAA9k/FhMZM4qHC7w/s72-c/kristen-stewart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-6880739664140063480</id><published>2010-03-06T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:28:36.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Products that get me through life...</title><content type='html'>On this wonderful Saturday evening, I thought I would share my favorite products of the moment, because they are tried, and tested. Of all the beauty-type products I own, these are fantastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in a recession, they are worth the splurge. I know I had mentioned some of these before, but I must continue to sing their praise :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Henry Bendel Vanilla Bean Hand wash (whether you use it for the kitchen, or the bathroom, this is my all-time favorite hand wash, you are not left with ANY residue, and the smell is divine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Henry Bendel Lavender Leaves Candle (not a beauty product per say, but it is wonderful, I had to add it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Creme de Douche by L'Occitane (I am addicted to L'Occitane, and this shower gel leaves my skin clean, and also residue free---and it is very rich and creamy---)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) L'Occitane Roll On Deodorant  (clean, wonderful fresh scent, clear, and perfect for black outfits! I was NEVER a firm believer in differences of deodorants, but now I am!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Aveda Foot Relief (we never spend enough time on our feet, and they are so tired after a long day, this keeps them soft as if you just came from a pedi, and they are soothed after a day in pumps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) L'Occitane hand sanitizer in lavender (used daily...calms me, if only for a short time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Jo Malone Nectar &amp; Honey (two sprays, and I am ready for the day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) La Mer Toner (I never used Toner really, until I met this one...I have already noticed the difference in my skin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Origin's A Perfect World facial lotion (my skin is dry...this has advanced moisture without causing zits...it is also very light)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Molton Brown warming Eucalyptus (soothing for an evening shower...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Bumble &amp; Bumble Frizz Ease and Styling Creme (I also hated hair products until I met these B &amp; B products...the frizz ease really keeps my hair in check, and shiny without being oily...and the styling creme makes it easier to flat iron, and makes it seem a bit thicker)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope some of you can benefit from my many years of trial and error...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5NVd7QqyCI/AAAAAAAAA9U/VPQc6gknvas/s1600-h/IMG_3303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5NVd7QqyCI/AAAAAAAAA9U/VPQc6gknvas/s320/IMG_3303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445790347033233442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-6880739664140063480?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/6880739664140063480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=6880739664140063480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6880739664140063480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6880739664140063480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/products-that-get-me-through-life.html' title='Products that get me through life...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S5NVd7QqyCI/AAAAAAAAA9U/VPQc6gknvas/s72-c/IMG_3303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7526824092760842880</id><published>2010-03-04T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T20:23:16.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep is the best meditation...</title><content type='html'>"Sleep is the best meditation"-Dalai Lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling is an understatement. So, meditation is needed...however, I think that the Dalai Lama is right...sleep may be the best meditation. I thought I would share with you my favorite sleep remedies (minus my sleep meds, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Henri Bendel Lavender Leaves Candle  (worth every penny, it fills the whole room with a soft glow and a calming scent)&lt;br /&gt;2) Aveda Foot Relief (perfect after a long day at the office and in heels)&lt;br /&gt;3)Le Couvent Good Night Pillow Mist from France (2-3 sprays)&lt;br /&gt;4)Dr. Andrew Weil for Origins Night Health Bedtime Balm (a calming lotion on the back of your neck, shoulders and lower arms makes you feel totally relaxed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh....and to help me get to sleep....I can always watch a little HBO ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7526824092760842880?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7526824092760842880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7526824092760842880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7526824092760842880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7526824092760842880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/03/sleep-is-best-meditation.html' title='Sleep is the best meditation...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-4312344793166782409</id><published>2010-02-28T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T10:41:26.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4q3-6Qf3eI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KK_8zXCyq2E/s1600-h/paul-mccartney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4q3-6Qf3eI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KK_8zXCyq2E/s200/paul-mccartney.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443365391048891874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are not the best seats, but was surprised this morning to learn she had a beautiful "golden" ticket to see her life love of music, Sir Paul McCartney...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I will cry? Officially will be the greatest musical act she will ever seen...even if squinting...(sorry Brian May, you are my favorite guitarist and of course, man)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GOD FOR THE LAST GREAT BEATLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-4312344793166782409?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/4312344793166782409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=4312344793166782409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4312344793166782409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/4312344793166782409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-it-be.html' title='Let it Be...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4q3-6Qf3eI/AAAAAAAAA9M/KK_8zXCyq2E/s72-c/paul-mccartney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-3253722109054923327</id><published>2010-02-27T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T06:52:55.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pep in my step....</title><content type='html'>Life hasn't been easy...but what better way to relax and enjoy the day than new shoes with J.Crew's LOVELY 30% off sale! So this lovely morning I blog to you from my new room, and great view of the raining mountains and city, awaiting these fabulous beauties (of course, the pumps are in black, but I couldn't find a picture!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/crew_shoe_steals/set?.embedder=554708&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=16430619"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="J Crew Shoe Steals" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmlLb0UzcTRqM3hHSGtOMXV4bkNrMncAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="J Crew Shoe Steals" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/crew_shoe_steals/set?.embedder=554708&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=16430619"&gt;J Crew Shoe Steals&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.embedder=554708&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=554708"&gt;uclabelle&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/j_crew_shoes/shop?brand=J+Crew&amp;amp;category_id=41"&gt;J Crew shoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-3253722109054923327?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/3253722109054923327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=3253722109054923327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3253722109054923327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3253722109054923327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-pep-in-my-step.html' title='More pep in my step....'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-736508174062249666</id><published>2010-02-25T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T07:38:35.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I flew the coup...only to return....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlTy8jPtI/AAAAAAAAA9E/1bPSpdBY0uw/s1600-h/DSCN0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlTy8jPtI/AAAAAAAAA9E/1bPSpdBY0uw/s200/DSCN0270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442430065468194514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlTJbPoGI/AAAAAAAAA88/iDnCFmTp6P8/s1600-h/DSCN0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlTJbPoGI/AAAAAAAAA88/iDnCFmTp6P8/s200/DSCN0267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442430054322643042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlRCTeInI/AAAAAAAAA8s/sMCG1eevGCM/s1600-h/DSCN0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlRCTeInI/AAAAAAAAA8s/sMCG1eevGCM/s200/DSCN0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442430018051252850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlQT2UqdI/AAAAAAAAA8k/PGeV65bW6eo/s1600-h/DSCN0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlQT2UqdI/AAAAAAAAA8k/PGeV65bW6eo/s200/DSCN0266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442430005580966354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlSJkKaFI/AAAAAAAAA80/LLc_7Aj3CE8/s1600-h/DSCN0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlSJkKaFI/AAAAAAAAA80/LLc_7Aj3CE8/s200/DSCN0264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442430037180180562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been beyond stressful (as I mentioned earlier), and the need to re-organize life and priorities has landed this preppy Lula Mae back at her parents home, with a new and improved room. The coup isn't so bad ;) Anyway, for those of you whom I keep in close contact, shoot me an e-mail, as my addy has changed. And except more frequent posts, it is FUN to take a bath, lay in bed, and blog ;) with my city and mountain views...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-736508174062249666?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/736508174062249666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=736508174062249666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/736508174062249666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/736508174062249666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-flew-couponly-to-return.html' title='I flew the coup...only to return....'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S4dlTy8jPtI/AAAAAAAAA9E/1bPSpdBY0uw/s72-c/DSCN0270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7105440945390074129</id><published>2010-02-21T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:34:17.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket List...</title><content type='html'>I watched the movie a while back, and cried and cried and cried. I thought of all the people I have lost, who didn't get to fulfill all of their dreams. I think of my cousin, who having just got engaged, died in her early 20s, or my friend and HS golf teammate, who lost her life (along with her fathers) on Memorial Day also due to drunk drivers. And just when I think age impacts the bucket list, I think of my grandparents. Who never really got to see the world...and enjoy it in the way they deserved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is my bucket list (most were written earlier in 2007 and 2008):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to Rome and dance by the Trevi fountain at night, by myself. &lt;br /&gt;Buy Mom a horse&lt;br /&gt;Take Scott to Mesopotamia to learn that the White Huns are not really white. &lt;br /&gt;Go to Russia and have Piroshki’s and a drink for Baba (and see our old house)&lt;br /&gt;Play one more round of golf, at De Laveaga, by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Have Christmas in NYC while staying in a fancy hotel like the Waldorf or Plaza&lt;br /&gt;Take the Orient Express&lt;br /&gt;Climb the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;Go to Alaska and sit on a glacier...enjoy the Northern Lights...&lt;br /&gt;Stay in the Château in Whistler during the snow... &lt;br /&gt;Spend the night in Disneyland... &lt;br /&gt;Go to the Olympics and watch ice skating...and cry while remembering my youth.&lt;br /&gt;Run a marathon for Cancer. &lt;br /&gt;Have at least one child, who grows up, and loves me at least half as much as I love my mom...&lt;br /&gt;Buy a little house and put Pa and Baba’s old door on it. I may cry everytime I open it, but it was home for 21+ years for me, and 50+ for my mom...&lt;br /&gt;See Mom and Dad buy a house they actually love.&lt;br /&gt;Travel to Cairo...and explore the Pyramids.&lt;br /&gt;Watch Scott graduate from UCLA...and marry a girl better than me, and have wonderful kids...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7105440945390074129?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7105440945390074129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7105440945390074129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7105440945390074129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7105440945390074129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/02/bucket-list.html' title='Bucket List...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7599670279728973897</id><published>2010-02-18T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:14:38.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...but not for long!</title><content type='html'>Sorry my dear friends...I have been MIA. I should update you a bit on my life...first, I got ill...and was sidelined for two weeks. I then went to England, and now am preparing to depart tomorrow for a week in Miami, and Dominica...all the while packing up by little oasis condo and moving back home with the parents (long story, and I promise to share more later). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is going well, and I look forward to my perk of the free-trip to a mini-beach oasis...and I have been blessed to have great friends and family supporting me during this stressful time (so stressful in fact that I haven't been to J.Crew in a while...heck, my credit card probably is thanking me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great Valentine's Day...complete with an adorable Tiffany &amp; Co Elsa Peretti bracelet...and have had a bunch of fun with friends recently...and even got an adorable card from our dearest Teddi of JGIWC! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to post WHILE in Miami and Dominica, but they won't be frequent. And here are some pics of England as well as a link to my &lt;a href="http://californiatocambridge.blogspot.com/"&gt;NEW BLOG (WITH A NEW FANTASTIC DESIGN!)&lt;/a&gt; which has a FULL POST ON MY TRAVELS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S33JZ_MqNxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/puv0EEccs3s/s1600-h/Dani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S33JZ_MqNxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/puv0EEccs3s/s320/Dani.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439725373231871762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S33JZVe7yoI/AAAAAAAAA8U/P0H_gSmUJgQ/s1600-h/Dani+at+Homerton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S33JZVe7yoI/AAAAAAAAA8U/P0H_gSmUJgQ/s320/Dani+at+Homerton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439725362034231938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7599670279728973897?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7599670279728973897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7599670279728973897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7599670279728973897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7599670279728973897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-backbut-not-for-long.html' title='I&apos;m back...but not for long!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S33JZ_MqNxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/puv0EEccs3s/s72-c/Dani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5552953401797563952</id><published>2010-02-11T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T10:53:19.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Live the Queen...</title><content type='html'>I haven't yet posted about my trip to London and Cambridge, as I got back late last night...but this morning I read the awful news that one of my favorite designers, Lee McQueen (of Alexander McQueen) died in London at the age of 40...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S3RSEaEbItI/AAAAAAAAA68/x3ETNCMzoVg/s1600-h/alexander_mcqueen_f-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S3RSEaEbItI/AAAAAAAAA68/x3ETNCMzoVg/s200/alexander_mcqueen_f-08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437060885813863122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-5552953401797563952?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5552953401797563952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5552953401797563952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5552953401797563952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5552953401797563952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-live-queen.html' title='Long Live the Queen...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S3RSEaEbItI/AAAAAAAAA68/x3ETNCMzoVg/s72-c/alexander_mcqueen_f-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-3833702755264640584</id><published>2010-02-04T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:01:00.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All my bags are packed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://californiatocambridge.blogspot.com/"&gt;I'm ready to go...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-3833702755264640584?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/3833702755264640584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=3833702755264640584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3833702755264640584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3833702755264640584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-my-bags-are-packed.html' title='All my bags are packed...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-8369410338487581881</id><published>2010-01-24T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:04:56.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3...</title><content type='html'>13. I love musicals, HATE the opera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I claim I only like Tiffany, ect...but my dream ring is actually from Harry Winston ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I always hate on LV except for the Damier, but my dream is to get over the phobia (whatever it is...) and start rockin' some, regardless of the print ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I didn't apply to Harvard because I was afraid of being rejected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I hate digital photo frames, country music, and tootisie rolls....(random, I know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I DESPISE MEXICAN FOOD (HATE IT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I love diamonds. Just love them. BUT I HATE COLORED GEMSTONES. HATE THEM and own not a single one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. My favorite thing to shop for is bath products...Origins, L'Occitane , Molton Brown, ect....I cannot get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Most people take baths. I ONLY SIT IN THE SHOWER AND HAVE THE WATER HIT ME (most therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I hate clubs/bars. When I go I have fun...but usually I regret it, and wish I had spent my time doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I LOVE TO READ BOOKS. I enjoy historical biographies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I am very opinionated, loud, and have a tendency to curse like a sailor. This is bad, and I am working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. You already know I love my family and friends, but I don't have many of either, so ALL of them, I would die for. Especially my brother. No questions asked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-8369410338487581881?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/8369410338487581881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=8369410338487581881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8369410338487581881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8369410338487581881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-3.html' title='Part 3...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-154271666178105193</id><published>2010-01-20T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:55:38.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 things you probably don't know about me...Part 1</title><content type='html'>I am stealing this from my favorite blogger Teddi aka &lt;a href="http://www.jgiwc.com/"&gt;JGIWC&lt;/a&gt;. I am putting mine in 3 parts over the next few days ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I sleep with my childhood blanket and pillow every night, even when on vacation far and near. I took them with me through major heart surgeries and other medical events as well ;) They are my best friends...and are great at keeping secrets ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Despite my blog name, and love of all things from Tiffany, I did not go into my first store until I was 15 or 16. I thought I should not enter through their beautiful doors until I could actually afford to buy something there. Although many family members (and myself included) did support the store countless times (especially Mike with my Emerald Cut diamond E-Ring), I am against my preconceived notion. Tiffany is a museum. ALL SHOULD ENTER :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you love me, I usually like to weigh that love in jewelry...from Tiffany (I know, this so not politically correct, but it is my blog, right?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have taken lessons as a child for just about everything: flute, guitar, piano, ice skating tennis, golf, baseball, sailing, tap, ballet, horseback riding (English saddle only!). The only one that stuck was golf ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I played golf very well for many years (league MVP, 1st team, ect) through HS. Some previous partners are now millionaire golfers on the LPGA (i.e. Paula Creamer, Christina Kim). Despite my success at it, I only enjoyed golf when playing at night, alone, at my favorite course. It gave me the opportunity to clear my mind, think, and enjoy the game without pressure or distractions (aka boys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I like boys, a lot. However, I have NOT dated many at all, and can actually count on one hand the number of times I have been asked out :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am afraid of heights, yet love airports. I am afraid of flying (obviously) but the joy of seeing people come and go...melts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My favorite place in the world is not Disneyland, nor Tiffany...the true place remains a secret to all but me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-154271666178105193?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/154271666178105193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=154271666178105193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/154271666178105193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/154271666178105193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/25-things-you-probably-dont-know-about.html' title='25 things you probably don&apos;t know about me...Part 1'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-6150978929067951306</id><published>2010-01-19T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:44:43.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool in the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t2015S3A-lg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t2015S3A-lg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern California has been hit with a FANTASTIC STORM! I just LOVE it :) so much that I did enjoy a short trip to rainy Laguna to stare at the crashing waves and clear my head (so many thoughts are running through it right now...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it rained a bit more---then I discovered a few more storms are heading my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPPY. I feel like a fool in the rain ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-6150978929067951306?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/6150978929067951306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=6150978929067951306' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6150978929067951306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/6150978929067951306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/fool-in-rain.html' title='Fool in the Rain'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2541902840510341093</id><published>2010-01-18T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:40:35.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3-Day Weekend...and Life's Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood.”- Helen Keller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "relaxing" 3-day weekend has been anything but...yet life-changing, it may be. It was full of personal challenges, hours of self-reflection, decisions, and most importantly life's lessons. I love stressful situations ;) so I suppose it was alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, some events included...the following play-by-play:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with a friend's birthday at a club in Santa Monica. Unfortunately, a few drinks later, and I cannot recall the name. It was fun, and was with my Japanese Buddhist group of friends...they tend to bring out the best in me, but this time, they did help me let go of the stresses of life, if only for a few hours. Not sure if it was the "best" of me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then enjoyed a shopping trip to the outlets with Mike. Biggest discovery (aside from his new Hugo Boss suit)? J.Crew outlet was EMPTY. Literally, less than 100 items of clothes. Very sad, very sad indeed...this blog is technically about style...so you would think I would have been good enough to take pictures of the empty store, but alas, I was a bit too lazy, so you will just have to take my word for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With everything going on (stresses about relationships, moving, career, ect) I got a massage this evening at The Knot Shop. It was fantastic. My lovely masseuse is from France, and has been in the career for 20 years. She was amazing...until she proceeded to tell me my skin needs more water (WTF?), my body is the "most tense I have ever felt", and my chest is mis-aligned (thank you Cpt. Obvious, I had open heart surgery, my whole body is mis-aligned). Anyway, overall it was great...and I did feel temporarily de-stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have a few things to take care of, and errands (like getting my friend's b-day present re-shipped out!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, such is life ;) At least I had a 3-day weekend...and I should not forget whom I owe this weekend to...MLK Jr. To one of the greatest, most self-less men, who also taught many great life-lessons, and whose lesson on faith I need most of all now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase."&lt;br /&gt;Martin Luther King, Jr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2541902840510341093?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2541902840510341093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2541902840510341093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2541902840510341093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2541902840510341093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-day-weekendand-lifes-lessons.html' title='The 3-Day Weekend...and Life&apos;s Lessons'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-3528785381334020307</id><published>2010-01-14T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T10:17:33.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homerton College</title><content type='html'>This morning I was notified that I was officially accepted by a college at Cambridge (complex, but you get into the department, then the university, then a college---which is somewhat like a residential-type situation). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read about it on my other blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://californiatocambridge.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From California to Cambridge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-3528785381334020307?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/3528785381334020307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=3528785381334020307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3528785381334020307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/3528785381334020307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/homerton-college.html' title='Homerton College'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1226680317900149782</id><published>2010-01-13T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:47:40.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensitive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Tell me I'm clever, Tell me I'm kind, Tell me I'm talented, Tell me I'm cute, Tell me &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm sensitive&lt;/span&gt;, Graceful and wise, Tell me I'm perfect-- But tell me the truth.”-Shell Silverstein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a very little girl, and a bit more carefree than I am today, my aunt gave me a beautiful book &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shell Silverstein&lt;/span&gt;. I have the book to this day. It is one of my favorites...and the wisdom that comes from childrens poetry confounds me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On days like today, I think of who I was back then...the little girl who grasped her book. And when I think about who I think I am today, the only thing or attribute that appears most dominant is that I am sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am overly sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once someone has hurt my feelings (intentionally or not), I find they are not my friends any longer...I need to work on it. But, as I sit here at work thinking about a recent event that has caused my feelings to be hurt, I have realized that at this point in my life I am not mature enough, nor patient enough or wise enough to forgive, or let go. So, I say goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1226680317900149782?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1226680317900149782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1226680317900149782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1226680317900149782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1226680317900149782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/sensitive.html' title='Sensitive...'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1206722017473403228</id><published>2010-01-12T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:47:58.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently Maternal....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"To understand a mother's love, bear your own children."&lt;br /&gt;-- Chinese Proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never considered myself maternal. In fact, my parents would often joke that I would be the last person to have a child. Perhaps it is that I am selfish (an unwillingness to share my life), or perhaps selflessness (I mean, we all want to have a little cute being that loves us!). The physical thought of the process also was a massive barrier. The very idea of "carrying" a child for 9 months seemed...horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I near my mid-20s...and the looming 25 right around the corner, I find myself surrounded by more and more friends having children. This doesn't mean I want to jump right in. I am NO MEANS ready for a kid. And as a planner, I can NOT have one at least until I finish Cambridge (which would make me 29 anyway!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on Saturday, a beautiful little boy named Max was born to a friend. And I, for the first time in my life, held a newborn. Days old. And his little hand grasped my finger and my heart stopped. And even though I wasn't his mother, I had a glimpse of what motherhood would be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held in my arms a new life...and realized, someday I actually hope I am fortunate enough to hold my own child...of course, in 4-5 years MINIMUM ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of me and Max ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S01scXP820I/AAAAAAAAA5I/wbHY-euKsB4/s1600-h/DSCF1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S01scXP820I/AAAAAAAAA5I/wbHY-euKsB4/s200/DSCF1269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426112360584371010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S01sbbwRH7I/AAAAAAAAA5A/FA8vlpAYd30/s1600-h/DSCF1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S01sbbwRH7I/AAAAAAAAA5A/FA8vlpAYd30/s200/DSCF1262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426112344613789618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S01sa5rZvEI/AAAAAAAAA44/MqGKZLDK4lA/s1600-h/DSCF1261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S01sa5rZvEI/AAAAAAAAA44/MqGKZLDK4lA/s200/DSCF1261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426112335466576962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1206722017473403228?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1206722017473403228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1206722017473403228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1206722017473403228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1206722017473403228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/apparently-maternal.html' title='Apparently Maternal....'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S01scXP820I/AAAAAAAAA5I/wbHY-euKsB4/s72-c/DSCF1269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-5953451722597285244</id><published>2010-01-12T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T09:05:52.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaging Minds?</title><content type='html'>Okay, Penn is well...Penn. For any alumn you know how they enjoy bragging a bit (but they are, after all, a great university). So I give props to my very good friend, and future doctor, who really wanted to go to the "Engaging Minds Lecture Series" at the Montage Beverly Hills with me. Some of the lectures were in his field (including the scientist who discovered stem cells) I even spoke with President Amy Gutman (genius of the university) as well as the Provost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course prior, I dragged him to the very nearby Rodeo Dr. for a true Champagne brunch at a fantastic cafe overlooking Bvlgari ;) and then forced him into my most beloved Tiffany ;) Poor kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me really excited I am going back for a PhD. I sat at a table with many accomplished leaders (doctors, lawyers, and even a former NY Times writer)...perhaps I am next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0yreiagEII/AAAAAAAAA4w/BzbwP9tGtYA/s1600-h/22361_926357619766_2507280_51713726_843860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0yreiagEII/AAAAAAAAA4w/BzbwP9tGtYA/s200/22361_926357619766_2507280_51713726_843860_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425900192196989058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0yreEwOgOI/AAAAAAAAA4o/TjpttHBn9vk/s1600-h/22361_926358398206_2507280_51713775_2151228_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0yreEwOgOI/AAAAAAAAA4o/TjpttHBn9vk/s200/22361_926358398206_2507280_51713775_2151228_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425900184235049186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0yrdoZMuQI/AAAAAAAAA4g/f9higBEG9Fk/s1600-h/22361_926358408186_2507280_51713776_8339352_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0yrdoZMuQI/AAAAAAAAA4g/f9higBEG9Fk/s200/22361_926358408186_2507280_51713776_8339352_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425900176622270722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0yrdeD4ZuI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/cexE6mrCz9A/s1600-h/22361_926357634736_2507280_51713729_661823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0yrdeD4ZuI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/cexE6mrCz9A/s200/22361_926357634736_2507280_51713729_661823_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425900173848504034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-5953451722597285244?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/5953451722597285244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=5953451722597285244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5953451722597285244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/5953451722597285244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/engaging-minds.html' title='Engaging Minds?'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0yreiagEII/AAAAAAAAA4w/BzbwP9tGtYA/s72-c/22361_926357619766_2507280_51713726_843860_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-1884375493360368680</id><published>2010-01-07T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:55:59.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEARLY WANTED! NOW MINE!</title><content type='html'>Fantastic &lt;a href="http://www1.bloomingdales.com/catalog/product/index.ognc?ID=457453&amp;PseudoCat=se-xx-xx-xx.esn_results"&gt;Hunter Boots&lt;/a&gt; in  Black Gloss in the SHORT version (heck, I am 4"11!). One a few left at Bloomingdales...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part? They are only $105 and would go GREAT in London :) So...Mike kindly got me the last pair before they sold out (good thing he discovered this!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect for my trip to London and Cambridge on February 6-11th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0lVY5iXrvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/vy-tdBIaBnc/s1600-h/1027141_fpx.tif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0lVY5iXrvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/vy-tdBIaBnc/s200/1027141_fpx.tif.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424961112394673906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-1884375493360368680?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/1884375493360368680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=1884375493360368680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1884375493360368680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/1884375493360368680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/dearly-wanted-now-mine.html' title='DEARLY WANTED! NOW MINE!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S0lVY5iXrvI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/vy-tdBIaBnc/s72-c/1027141_fpx.tif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7770812349857555888</id><published>2010-01-05T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:52:52.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.  ~Leonardo DaVinci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite a long break for the holidays, I spent much of it running around, spending time with friends and family, and of course, messing up my place. Life was NOT simple. So with the new year starting, I really wanted to devote some time to organizing my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was able to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Organize my closet&lt;br /&gt;2) Stack pre-loved items for charity and friends to look through (heck, most are J.Crew)&lt;br /&gt;3) Clean at least a little&lt;br /&gt;4) Grocery shop&lt;br /&gt;5) Organize my night stand to display all my products I use before bedtime...as well as light an Origins stress-relief candle (hmmm....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although work, relationships, and other matters may still be complicated or complex, I was at least able to simplify a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics to follow shortly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7770812349857555888?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7770812349857555888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7770812349857555888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7770812349857555888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7770812349857555888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-7711112398487353554</id><published>2010-01-03T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:23:38.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I don't expect forgiveness, but I ask for it, anyway and hope you are a better person&lt;br /&gt;than me"-Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would live to hear the day where I, of all people, plead. Or beg. Anyone, that knows me, really knows me, understands that to make me weak in the knees, or feel helpless, is unique, albeit, rare. And it isn't common for me to think I am wrong (I mean, I did get into Cambridge for a PhD, and when my self-esteem is slightly low, I remind myself that I also graduated UCLA at 19, finished two masters at 21 from Ivy Leagues...or played with Paula Creamer at golf since the age of 10). When these people come along, the people that challenge me to better than I dreamed I could be, or stimulate me, intellectually, I often struggle. I might shun them, I might pawn them off, I might make them hate me (not sure how many will understand-but heck, it is MY blog, after all!). I am good at making people dislike me when forced. I find it a coping mechanism for adapting to change, or dealing with inadequacies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the New Year, I refuse, or pray, not to lose anymore friends, who really have my best interest at heart. I promise to accept them, love them, cherish them, and have them. Who couldn't use more great people around them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are one I am bound to meet, welcome. If you are one I have, thank you. If you are one I have lost, I ask for forgiveness (and all the above in my quote!)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-7711112398487353554?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/7711112398487353554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=7711112398487353554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7711112398487353554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/7711112398487353554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2422601658428598633</id><published>2009-12-29T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:39:21.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010...My Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Imitation is the sincerest of flattery&lt;/span&gt;- Charles Colton (1800s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am "imitating" my dear friend Teddi, who posted her New Year's resolutions on her fantastic blog &lt;a href="http://www.jgiwc.com/"&gt;Jewish Girl in a WASPS Clothing&lt;/a&gt;. For the past 6 months, I have told friends, family and co-workers about how I was determined to make 2010 my year. So far, it seems things are looking pretty good! But here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Enjoy the transition to Cambridge. It will be stressful, and I do not need more stress, this should be the biggest leap of my life, I should enjoy it! This leads to my second resolution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Find a positive outlet for stress. Instead of my current methods (which are very ineffective) I need to find a new outlet. Perhaps reading? writing more? (the latter should be easy when I start the PhD program).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Work on finances. I cannot continue to shop at J.Crew and Tiffany like I do for myself...The numbers do not add up, and even with my financial blessings, if I keep this up, I will be broke when older ;) (and a broke Lula Mae is NO GOOD!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Eat better. Those of you close to me know, my favorite place to eat is McDonalds. Yes, McDonalds. While I like fine dining, my favorite meal is less than $6! I eat fast food almost every day (gulp...just typing that makes me cringe!). I am SLOWLY learning to cook with help of friends, and it will help not only the wallet, but my health. This also transitions nicely to #5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Focus on HEALTH! Okay, somethings I cannot control (like my heart issues), but I can assist by eating better, focusing on positive steps to improve it in general...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) FRIENDS &amp; FAMILY. When I move, I will need them even more, so I need to focus on maintaining my current wonderful group of friends and my family. How? Make time for them. No excuses...gone is the excuse "I have to study for the GRE!" or "Working on applications". I need to appreciate them more too, I take almost everyone for granted unintentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Learn to let things go...I am awful at this. Just awful. If something bothers me, I simply continue to get frustrated. I don't let things go...and I make situations or problems worse by dragging them out. No good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Live more drama-free :) Yes, you read that right. I am not a huge "drama queen" but I do seem to always have something going on that complicates my life. I don't need that, so I have to learn not just to let things go, I need to trust those around me, and "accept love" from those around me. The more love and support, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) FRENCH. I need to learn French. No excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) START work on my dissertation. No, I haven't even gotten to Cambridge, but from the looks of the program, it seems difficult (what? a PhD program at Cambridge looks difficult?!)...I am a firm believer that preparation is necessary to prosper. So preparation it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that seems about right. I am sure as 2010 begins, more resolutions will pop into my head. And no, I didn't forget about losing weight, but this seems unrealistic every year ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2422601658428598633?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2422601658428598633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2422601658428598633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2422601658428598633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2422601658428598633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010my-year.html' title='2010...My Year!'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-2907624959509222541</id><published>2009-12-25T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:11:29.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Preppy &amp; Peppy Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/SzWa-SmguRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XIoqhR-o0GM/s1600-h/DSCF1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/SzWa-SmguRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XIoqhR-o0GM/s200/DSCF1079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419408121546193170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/SzWa-Erx53I/AAAAAAAAA3I/gnzDhANUDmU/s1600-h/DSCF1080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/SzWa-Erx53I/AAAAAAAAA3I/gnzDhANUDmU/s200/DSCF1080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419408117810194290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/SzWa90CAH3I/AAAAAAAAA3A/SqURmKZ6pdc/s1600-h/DSCF1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/SzWa90CAH3I/AAAAAAAAA3A/SqURmKZ6pdc/s200/DSCF1093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419408113339998066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/SzWa9lWmUII/AAAAAAAAA24/Qk_lP0AYHjc/s1600-h/DSCF1133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/SzWa9lWmUII/AAAAAAAAA24/Qk_lP0AYHjc/s200/DSCF1133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419408109399855234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas did not go exactly as planned this year, but it was very eventful to say the least, and in the end, the only thing that mattered was that it was spent with people who really love you (hopefully!). I received adorable, very-preppy gifts this year (which all of you know I love!). Highlights include: pink Lilly compact mirror and wallet from my dear Teddi (which was my favorite surprise of the season!), monogrammed silver locket from my girlfriend Jenna, a bag full of money (for my upcoming trip to London/Cambridge) in a monogrammed bag, a bike bell in the form of the "I LOVE NY" slogan, a plaid Burberry scarf I have been dying for (all from the parents!), a Tiffany silver pen and a plaid 2010 planner (from Mike), UCLA stuff (from my little brother) and countless other gifts, some still coming...most important though was that I went to midnight mass. I haven't gone in a while, so I made the short drive to my church in Laguna Beach to enjoy the choir, the little drummer boy, and a nice talk with my priest. I left feeling VERY grateful for my WONDERFUL friends and family (you know who you are!) and for the luck of getting into Cambridge, ect. Now if my health could improve...I forsee 2010 as a FANTASTIC year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL MY FRIENDS &amp; FAMILY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a un-organized collage of pictures from the past few days :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d544d334f4459334d54453d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Christmas 2009" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d544d334f4459334d54453d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;Make a Smilebox slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-2907624959509222541?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/2907624959509222541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=2907624959509222541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2907624959509222541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/2907624959509222541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2009/12/preppy-peppy-christmas.html' title='A Preppy &amp; Peppy Christmas'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/SzWa-SmguRI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XIoqhR-o0GM/s72-c/DSCF1079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339536945757386790.post-8062847597198459659</id><published>2009-12-23T11:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:31:15.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Spirit of Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas really is all about love, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it seems only fitting that one of my posts, closest to my favorite holiday, revolve around &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;love&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best quotes I have ever heard comes from that old adage "it is better to have loved and lost, than never have loved at all". Many fail to recognize the origins of that saying...and credit must be paid to Alfred Lord Tennyson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold it true, whate'er befall;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it, when I sorrow most;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis better to have loved and lost&lt;br /&gt;Than never to have loved at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;-ALT from a poem written 1850&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I am most sad (usually when I think of lost love) I ponder whether or not this is true? Is it &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;REALLY&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; better to have loved and lost? You could apply this principle to any relationship, whether it is a beloved grandfather (like my Pa) or grandmother (Baba) to simply someone you never meant to fall in love with, yet did, and then will forever miss. And usually during the Christmas-time I start to get emotional when I realize that it is true...memories do last a lifetime (no matter how long that life is), and it is memories that make up a life, and therefore it is far better to have them, than not. So I cherish the memories with those I have loved, and lost. Some I openly miss, such as Christmas Eve at my grandparents, and looking for Santa with my cousins outside staring at the cloudy sky...others I keep more hidden...and when I am most sad, or lonely, I close my eyes, or look to the stars, and remember them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/339536945757386790-8062847597198459659?l=57thand5th.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/feeds/8062847597198459659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=339536945757386790&amp;postID=8062847597198459659' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8062847597198459659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/339536945757386790/posts/default/8062847597198459659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57thand5th.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-spirit-of-christmas.html' title='In the Spirit of Christmas'/><author><name>Lula Mae</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dZ2xH5P1Q2c/S326GrkEI2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/KJZKvz7B5tY/S220/London.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
