tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2346969193922358332024-03-12T23:37:48.749-07:00Katherine Rhodes Take Me HomeKatherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-40551565051447472522011-06-14T11:50:00.000-07:002011-06-14T12:10:35.335-07:00I'm an SVU junkie.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDPIAnsnlEZ9ZCA8Rz07WVk5nGDtDbtR2MDq9slaEstZjn887v_4Z38plRsfrGAduE6_YD4pT_PDYOGhR4Tyr5POe4yihO_ZSSuSCaMS7c4ipamBFzJOUh_aDF6ShW3-Su1N29myz7HtVA/s1600/LawandOrderSVU2_S.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDPIAnsnlEZ9ZCA8Rz07WVk5nGDtDbtR2MDq9slaEstZjn887v_4Z38plRsfrGAduE6_YD4pT_PDYOGhR4Tyr5POe4yihO_ZSSuSCaMS7c4ipamBFzJOUh_aDF6ShW3-Su1N29myz7HtVA/s400/LawandOrderSVU2_S.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618154855063487938" /></a><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://vimeo.com/4500030"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a href="http://vimeo.com/4500030">I just can't get enough.</a></div>Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-63826850141805212202011-05-18T08:58:00.000-07:002011-05-18T10:46:42.273-07:00Bragging on myself!<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwng1XBxh3JXTL2WzINv5wld9a4NOGbw8neX90eAKZCwgs1EZEIZxkyNHHm0Zmpkr4oookv_mTkfDzfQoV9PA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>Many thanks to my sister Lauchlin for taking the video of me being recognized at the 2011 Liberal Arts Graduation at the University of Mississippi.</div><div><br /></div><div>If you would like to read the press release from the University, click here: <a href="http://zing.olemiss.edu/three-liberal-arts-faculty-recognized-for-teaching-excellence-concern-for-students/">KFieldsRocks!</a></div>Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-35172916819108646652010-08-13T20:04:00.000-07:002010-08-13T20:28:34.609-07:00World Traveling<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGi9Xehm4kTyKaCJqaM7NSPC-kq6XNt4DJ8dIWOhkOoxhVSsfnf9XsnF0wkwRsMDnLrs2rwC-53VJnJNUXkPFUFiiYYR6OBNJ9_klQWZVxSUDuOrOnGywJ7f64NxnAAahAo72aVysaguTW/s1600/kA+heartsanne.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGi9Xehm4kTyKaCJqaM7NSPC-kq6XNt4DJ8dIWOhkOoxhVSsfnf9XsnF0wkwRsMDnLrs2rwC-53VJnJNUXkPFUFiiYYR6OBNJ9_klQWZVxSUDuOrOnGywJ7f64NxnAAahAo72aVysaguTW/s400/kA+heartsanne.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505101195684042658" /></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhubflxG1M9P5VZhF4CAENCbNFeVV_9LV5YhIEwTIJOwUJ66H6MjIqiFPimXv2_giYSx4GYG4Z_CUSb3Qe7aW2Hx42kBWdsdvTqpJKlwyJUZcnFYaAFIj4f9qDHONLIxXRQkgLDMI9RczZ-/s400/IMG_0697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505101192056488258" /><br /><br />Anne Elizabeth is gone to Australia. Here, she illustrates how much her cousins, Katherine and Lauchlin, love her and will miss her while she is gone.<div><br /></div><div>Thankfully, we can keep up with her through her blog: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1281754800_0" style="line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "><a href="www.anneinaussieland.blogspot.com">www.anneinaussieland.blogspot.com</a></span></span><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-63941186212310291152010-08-04T11:12:00.000-07:002010-08-04T11:24:59.289-07:00Where I Begin<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjH1mHT5M6ofmGwj-4D3BLftF5L6_6DfwwsqUBcWmAIWdd8P8ftJmKgqO7RzerkRJYcJR4WJqORD8EwWhE-t2LIaLVF5kDPZWM9-Lys-6DTOCDuoQes9nIPkASpPCQ3Wj-r1VkmcuebD5F/s1600/IMG_0695.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjH1mHT5M6ofmGwj-4D3BLftF5L6_6DfwwsqUBcWmAIWdd8P8ftJmKgqO7RzerkRJYcJR4WJqORD8EwWhE-t2LIaLVF5kDPZWM9-Lys-6DTOCDuoQes9nIPkASpPCQ3Wj-r1VkmcuebD5F/s400/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501621326421636850" /></a><br />Well, I began on props for the movie, in which I am involved, <a href="http://whereibeginmovie.com/">Where I Begin</a>. These are some <a href="http://www.katherine-rhodes-fields.com">bad-ass</a> t-shirts. They are for Jacob, the lead in the <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1675441/">movie</a>. They are so fantastic and cool. Just like you. You know you want one. But, you can't have one because you aren't in the movie. Sorry so sad. Maybe, if you like it a whole lot, after post production, we will make more and sell one to you.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-30963269944933742202010-07-23T08:23:00.001-07:002010-07-23T09:03:18.902-07:00Diamonds are a girl's best friend...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAXuASBTCdQNI-OTGU1HET7WvQII8Y4M-MUkRtV5llraQkEnLboj7sonDDKs8jn8sN8iYTzJs9OUBcgfFr0-9cpI-Vd-xRIaR6Y0PD2Se4ZlHOTF4CVkmso2jGX0YDWVcFUM9JYbMbEWP/s1600/DSCN1010.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOAXuASBTCdQNI-OTGU1HET7WvQII8Y4M-MUkRtV5llraQkEnLboj7sonDDKs8jn8sN8iYTzJs9OUBcgfFr0-9cpI-Vd-xRIaR6Y0PD2Se4ZlHOTF4CVkmso2jGX0YDWVcFUM9JYbMbEWP/s200/DSCN1010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497132213827767570" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />This is love. It has to be. It's the ONLY explanation.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />For those that haven't given up on me and my blog, you will be pleased to know about my life altering weekend plans:<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">Camping in <a href="http://www.arkansasstateparks.com/">Arkansas</a> and digging for <a href="http://www.craterofdiamondsstatepark.com/">diamonds</a>.<br /></div><br />How does one pack for that? I haven't been "camping" since the summer debacle of the 5th grade Katherine at the infamous Mississippi Girl Scout Camp, <a href="http://www.gscmm.org/">Camp Wahi</a>. I'm still scarred by being chased and bitten repeatedly by horse flies, stepping on a snake on the way back from showering at the latrine and in my frantic motions, dropping my only bar of soap I had for the week. Not to mention the nightmares that still haunt me when I smell something akin to the dead possum rotting under the wooden boards that supported my tent, or think about the clean-up detail punishment of the counselors cabin (riddled with cigarrette butts, trash, and piles of laundry) I was given along with my tentmates because our neighboring tent of total middle school bitches scared the be-jeesus out of us one night by smacking the canvas of our tent and causing us to scream...I hate that week of my life. My mother has the post cards to prove it.<br /></div>I'm nervous. I've never slept in a tent that was on the ground.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So far, I've packed a first aid kit. I need to get moving on preparing better. Yeah, I was one Hell of a Girl Scout...and I'm proving that now.<br /><br /><br />If, you read this before I leave, please text me the answer to this question: How does one get morning coffee at a state park? Do I let the park rangers know what time I need my wake-up call?Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-20252190632569194142010-07-23T07:49:00.000-07:002010-07-23T08:18:52.275-07:00The true story of Maxwell and Debbie.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzRtRoyqwBDOA__QxwKORHjuDms9JOoOs-V0jXLNOsB8-rKoQmapeuxGCLFRRZNntqm4HrAJHcEY9it9SELzMpGnQEzE7h43IjL_83HgYLJgON15HPXIIXEHmtlrt7r48fRW-lUb-vhJkI/s1600/maxwell_house.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzRtRoyqwBDOA__QxwKORHjuDms9JOoOs-V0jXLNOsB8-rKoQmapeuxGCLFRRZNntqm4HrAJHcEY9it9SELzMpGnQEzE7h43IjL_83HgYLJgON15HPXIIXEHmtlrt7r48fRW-lUb-vhJkI/s200/maxwell_house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497119726519898290" border="0" /></a><br />At <a href="http://pocobookclub.blogspot.com/">Po-Co</a> Book Club (that's the Post Colonial Book Club) back at the end of June, Debbie (local bad-ass and one of my favorite women of <a href="http://willcooleyfanclub.blogspot.com/">ALL</a> time!) asked me what brand of coffee I brewed for the meeting. She liked it and wanted to try it on her husband Paul (who is also a total bad ass). I told her the truth, it was Maxwell House. Shocker, I know, right? It's good, really good, and the stay fresh lid may have something to do with it, not sure, but probably. The handle is nice, too. I wonder if I should keep the containers, fill them with sand and make myself some new work out dumbbells? hmmmm.<br />Regardless, I found a new go-to coffee. There are some silver linings in the dark clouds of temporary poverty.<br />Try some next time you run out of your typical java bean.<br /><br />Fun trivia:<br />Maxwell House was originally brewed by Kraft Foods for the Maxwell House Hotel inNashville, Tennessee.<br /><a href="http://www.kraftbrands.com/maxwellhousecoffee/Pages/default.aspx">http://www.kraftbrands.com/maxwellhousecoffee/Pages/default.aspx</a>Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-88450614276935748942010-04-10T16:33:00.000-07:002010-04-10T16:40:20.766-07:00I'm looking forward to this summer after all!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhkDrm9E1OBFeK_BjDoaOlfZ9nFqM6-ftbjP3uIteSsMfDhF1Svpjw89dTRkMvWq6t5OTfNOTNuJSOV7k6tR-YXBDERvLRxg23b-3MO6Lvk9mtK5zKXpz2lQWUq9Gn8AMnZypEGjS8SPf/s1600/cast-set-of-sex-and-the-city-2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhkDrm9E1OBFeK_BjDoaOlfZ9nFqM6-ftbjP3uIteSsMfDhF1Svpjw89dTRkMvWq6t5OTfNOTNuJSOV7k6tR-YXBDERvLRxg23b-3MO6Lvk9mtK5zKXpz2lQWUq9Gn8AMnZypEGjS8SPf/s400/cast-set-of-sex-and-the-city-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458657814455717586" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RsZEcn-yZ_Y&feature=player_embedded">Wow!</a>Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-36698923107774947512010-03-16T19:58:00.000-07:002010-03-16T20:48:01.489-07:004 months down the toilet<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5j8AXyvKxMmCasEx3ARU5UfPWPhAwnHgp49FRbM9pt1ScxYvrn-7oZRjfrQnub95Sag3CaKnzyoeOE2gZZEUqESeChTKYRFyRc7C_O7_uA_K1mJKojcA45yyPYVr3QWokr_mLw0lopfow/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5j8AXyvKxMmCasEx3ARU5UfPWPhAwnHgp49FRbM9pt1ScxYvrn-7oZRjfrQnub95Sag3CaKnzyoeOE2gZZEUqESeChTKYRFyRc7C_O7_uA_K1mJKojcA45yyPYVr3QWokr_mLw0lopfow/s200/IMG_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449444002228226850" border="0" /></a>My physical existence since Thursday November 5, 2009 began as a mix of pain, pain medications, brain candy, bruises, black eyes, 2 splints, frustration, and general mental havoc. Now, after 4 months, I can do more, feel more, and am still attending hand therapy 3 times a week (which has saved my soul from spiraling into a dark abyss). The fractures have healed but nerve damage occurred due to my oh so graceful head-over-heels and landing on my noggin fall down the stairs at Meek Hall. I've developed this rare and irritating disorder called <a href="http://www.rsds.org/2/what_is_rsd_crps/index.html">RSD/CRPS</a>. So, I've been busy taking care of myself, primarily focusing on getting back my grip (with my hand and with my life).<br />In that vein of recovery, I shall catch up on my product testing and revelations I have had over the past months, where my "life as usual" changed to a new life that is most unusual.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg53MfGWb3KderfiMbY3iBt7UulvPTtarXSNycYySMCoBoVHhnkt8X7IHmSL9LwIs6Xsq_5ksfiUfg4K4zIkBE_XjkKhdPrRRFmEAmjlSF7BVv5fYgA6rgNI92ZpyEol3HATrhw2qVpknfi/s1600-h/Elizabeth-as-Samantha-Bewitched-elizabeth-montgomery-7324100-500-376.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg53MfGWb3KderfiMbY3iBt7UulvPTtarXSNycYySMCoBoVHhnkt8X7IHmSL9LwIs6Xsq_5ksfiUfg4K4zIkBE_XjkKhdPrRRFmEAmjlSF7BVv5fYgA6rgNI92ZpyEol3HATrhw2qVpknfi/s200/Elizabeth-as-Samantha-Bewitched-elizabeth-montgomery-7324100-500-376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449437460140507602" border="0" /></a>Cleaning the toilet.<br /><br />Cleaning the toilet is a chore better left to a Samantha nose twitch. This house hold task ranks in the TOP 5 ass-aching duties as a person who has been self-diagnosed as somewhat OCD (before the brain candy, mind you. Lately, I just really don't care, unless company is coming over.) I have since learned that one handed toilet cleaning is a total bitch, worse that Endora. Enter my attempt to make the toilet clean by itself, the <a href="http://www.scrubbingbubbles.com/default.aspx">Scrubbing Bubble Way</a>. I purchased the <a href="http://www.scrubbingbubbles.com/products.aspx?product=toilet-cleaning-system">Fresh Brush Toilet Cleaning System</a> that has both scrubbing pads and touch up pads. This system is quite useful when you have one hand and nimble toes (I had to hold the pads in place with something). Now that I have the use of my hand again, it is still a useful system and I really like how it works. Big thumbs up! In the interim of marathon toilet scrubbing, I tried the stick-on <a href="http://www.scrubbingbubbles.com/products.aspx?product=toilet-cleaning-gel#tabline-how-it-works">Toilet Cleaning Gels</a>. Well, this item was hard to assemble with one hand, and nimble toes couldn't help this time. Eventually, I got it working and stamped it into both toilet bowls. Using the disc in the most used bathroom worked well. The less used toilet didn't fare as well. A friend asked if the greeen circle on the toilet bowl was for aiming. By appearances, it could be a guide for the wary urinator. When the dot dissolved away, I didn't restamp. Using the touch-up pads was much easier.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-40088049377974079022009-10-04T21:34:00.000-07:002009-10-04T22:55:30.287-07:00The Bath and Body Works Phenomena<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7hNMSoEhMg0yy8pOej5aonD_FFbwgcSXoj06vNmaXBWj3900NX2g7WpI2z6Z6ENqeZcNSnDrtaiej5xJ_Amgx4X1Hds0_Zls9WV3dGw1rgc9-HuNS4B91nt0RIroUInlZiqh_UGcgPMG/s1600-h/Enterprise+Article003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7hNMSoEhMg0yy8pOej5aonD_FFbwgcSXoj06vNmaXBWj3900NX2g7WpI2z6Z6ENqeZcNSnDrtaiej5xJ_Amgx4X1Hds0_Zls9WV3dGw1rgc9-HuNS4B91nt0RIroUInlZiqh_UGcgPMG/s200/Enterprise+Article003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388986234923280018" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sorry...ok- so it's been a while. My first job, being a University Professor and <a href="http://www.katherine-rhodes-fields.com">famous artist</a> -ahem-that's me on the right sporting the new lighter hair and my printmaking wardrobe (all black)- has kept me, well, busy. Shocking? It's mid terms and I am about to head out on the road for many different pursuits, little sistah's wedding, recruiting for Grad students and new majors at Wash U in the STL, and panel chair/presenter at an art educator's conference in Mobile, AL. I am sooooo tired that I can't sleep. So, as promised, my Bath and Body Works experience.<br /><br />None of these are tried and true.<br /><br />The first is the scent that brought me to it. I was washing my hands in Allison's apartment back in 2004. The smell from her hand wash was so phenomenal that I brought my friend Heather into the bathroom to wash her hands so she could smell it. It was the talk of the evening, including the borscht, depleting bottles of wine, and the fact that the 5 bff's of Mrs. Fowler's art class hadn't gathered together in some time ( at that date I think it had been since 2000).<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ1rwrz7ua859nzzY58WAEaMsOk3vb79XpFW_J5_nV7viQRMOCRFzUCowIh2fAmpJSj0N-dING6NorrIbyzW1uLfFp0OaqT3nYsPdPLtih5deTl7G_keUelO9FyZ3XINiPHAmci68kjEeM/s1600-h/pBBW1-3749377v194.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ1rwrz7ua859nzzY58WAEaMsOk3vb79XpFW_J5_nV7viQRMOCRFzUCowIh2fAmpJSj0N-dING6NorrIbyzW1uLfFp0OaqT3nYsPdPLtih5deTl7G_keUelO9FyZ3XINiPHAmci68kjEeM/s200/pBBW1-3749377v194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388981531262472850" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The scent was from the then New Aromatherapy line-Jasmine Vanilla.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Fast forward to 2008.<br />Visiting family in Vicksburg and low and behold there is a new Bath and Body Works outlet. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicW7EJxRYUXaIRSw_h1pbzaPh3YA34e58x5IhAy65wxtMINixoKxJuzcTpfbplP8h8NVwuNe0ZMLOrwTBhtzWk2Lc3tmjyAxtNeDu3LPoN1nUFi4kdsb9DS7hYs3jejn5d78LvsUEB2CeD/s1600-h/2006112304040501.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicW7EJxRYUXaIRSw_h1pbzaPh3YA34e58x5IhAy65wxtMINixoKxJuzcTpfbplP8h8NVwuNe0ZMLOrwTBhtzWk2Lc3tmjyAxtNeDu3LPoN1nUFi4kdsb9DS7hYs3jejn5d78LvsUEB2CeD/s200/2006112304040501.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388982127595664738" border="0" /></a>Now, I've been a firm supporter of The Body Shop and the causes of Dame Antia Roddick since I was a young beauty product slut. When I found a <a href="http://www.thebodyshop-usa.com/">Body Shop</a> approximately 7 blocks from my studio at the <a href="http://www.gsa.ac.uk/gsa.cfm?pid=7">Glasgow School of Art</a> I was in heaven. Hell, I even worked for The Body Shop for a time. So, naturally, my purchasing items from Bath and Body Works was not even going to happen (they were The Body Shop's main competitor) and I was convinced (and may be still) that they had so much alcohol in their body sprays that the cost of using Body Shop products was worth it because the BS (Body Shop shortened) used a higher ratio of essential/perfume oils than B&BW. It was all cheaper than my true love-Chanel, so I really had no complaint.<br /><br />The smell changed it all for me. When I stepped foot into that store and saw that they had the Jasmine Vanilla in a hair conditioner I bought 2 and went back to St. Louis and used it sparingly. I hid it when I had visitors. I would sometimes put it in my hair when it was dry just so I could smell it.<br /><br />Fast Forward 2009.<br />Now that I frequent Vicksburg more often, I bought the body wash. I bought the lotion <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HQR1fwkQm9yKFFBOJzNdBePcTUNWnmExCNhiUyDNUPUR5NKW_Ve2GSDDkHz4cxtwaoQioMlmr41ftLvaXQf-m0rS8CQ6jeczjq-mYIwlOgErxExLqO0IGe_JihOIhtuSnsrtXG9wVyBJ/s1600-h/pBBW1-3869902v194.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HQR1fwkQm9yKFFBOJzNdBePcTUNWnmExCNhiUyDNUPUR5NKW_Ve2GSDDkHz4cxtwaoQioMlmr41ftLvaXQf-m0rS8CQ6jeczjq-mYIwlOgErxExLqO0IGe_JihOIhtuSnsrtXG9wVyBJ/s200/pBBW1-3869902v194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388982624445389650" border="0" /></a>(in pump form and 2 travel bottles). I bought the body spray (on-line along with hand sanitizer for the swine flu epidemic that has hit my students at Ole Miss and some lip plumping lip gloss with glitter in it...ummm it was only $3). I wanted to layer the scent. So far, the lotion is the only smell that sticks. I will continue to use the other Jasmine Vanilla until it runs out. If BS hadn't discontinued Eau De Zitron I wouldn't be in such a mess. The glitter in the lip plump is too much of a throwback to my days of wearing plastic trousers, halter tops, buffalo trainers, and paying student prices for entrance to dance clubs. The plump feels like you made out with a porcupine or decided to wear wasabi paste because you were out of lip balm. OUCH!<br /><br />While I was loading the bag down with sensual aromatherapy trial and error, I also grabbed some Patricia Wexler crap. See, Janie, my momma, started using it because Oprah, ahem, yes, Oprah, said it was the best stuff to get rid of wrinkles. Why my mother, who already looked 10 years younger than everyone else her age by sticking with Noxzema and Maybelline Eye Make-Up remover, all of a sudden had to follow the Oprah train, I will never know.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFELb-fAjBRe5ckp0VJ_IV1KLmeDrpJObs6ZcZks2EjP8X4m0N4U_1zzjAMa8tKz1_hfhVaMrHUJRyMildN0TU1igmNtJLcnujqXnMCGtPN6F8PA_jaz0k-uuMc8XlUlkKyNn0sLauNopt/s1600-h/pBBW1-5570616t144.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFELb-fAjBRe5ckp0VJ_IV1KLmeDrpJObs6ZcZks2EjP8X4m0N4U_1zzjAMa8tKz1_hfhVaMrHUJRyMildN0TU1igmNtJLcnujqXnMCGtPN6F8PA_jaz0k-uuMc8XlUlkKyNn0sLauNopt/s200/pBBW1-5570616t144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388983036505990418" border="0" /></a> On top of that I shake my fist at her for giving me some of the Wexler stuff that she didn't use, and by Golly! Oprah was right (naturally)!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So, that is reason #1. Reason #2-I have mid 30's freakish pimple incident<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNjEgxbtljHvkULN8Dm414_fJrRr2P0POnzTBvj1byh8uOANH8UH1TcY_0clkNozLMyps0WLcErwOoue36WRDY6Nm5STw5cjkVE9Nu-ejD7owc27LVYAP1KfS5sDBGtQa5mOD5DGehB5SM/s1600-h/pBBW1-3718375t144.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNjEgxbtljHvkULN8Dm414_fJrRr2P0POnzTBvj1byh8uOANH8UH1TcY_0clkNozLMyps0WLcErwOoue36WRDY6Nm5STw5cjkVE9Nu-ejD7owc27LVYAP1KfS5sDBGtQa5mOD5DGehB5SM/s200/pBBW1-3718375t144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388983466264958370" border="0" /></a>s that I seriously have a complex about. Wexler had some face wash and acne potion and it was 50%off. Done.<br /><br />Face Wash Reality:<br />I've been using it for 2 weeks now. I found after day 3 that I can only use it every other day. I got chapped lips. It also smells like the breath of this frat boy in college who wanted to make out with me during Spring Party weekend at the Delta Tau Delta (Delt) House. We had been playing "golf" and we were at the 5th hole (the Delt House) where we were to imbibe Gin drinks. I passed (for those that know -this is no shocker) and took a huge hit to my score card. He, however, made up for it and the smell of his breath was so revolting, I passed on his "sexy" offer, too. The smell of this face wash brought back very un-fond memories of that moment. As I put it on my face I feel my throat begin to swell and I begin to imagine everyone that smelled it on me would think I just left the bar. So, I've been using it in the shower and I rinse very quickly before my admixture of memory and imagination get the better of me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJrvFmL47B4ykBD7q7hS63olgXz8iHf5ENtnBEGbc-yKbprQXapxNVWpWoam24Z0ww4JZxSegATnu02a4PARCLC17NSjSsBz_NeB2dHClel38Cneg5mMTWb2GnI1aYFQthyiAvgas0EIM4/s1600-h/pBBW1-2276382t144.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJrvFmL47B4ykBD7q7hS63olgXz8iHf5ENtnBEGbc-yKbprQXapxNVWpWoam24Z0ww4JZxSegATnu02a4PARCLC17NSjSsBz_NeB2dHClel38Cneg5mMTWb2GnI1aYFQthyiAvgas0EIM4/s200/pBBW1-2276382t144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388983661777747682" border="0" /></a>The Acne Night repair gel, however, is pretty good. The smell is not repulsive and I've used it on other areas than my face and the frontne/backne is going away successfully.<br /><br />I got some of the 30 SPF moisturizer and it feels good, smells like the acne repair stuff. So far, so good. No stinging like others with SPF. Thumbs up for that.<br /><br />Wrinkles? None, yet.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-17910665575807892552009-09-23T14:05:00.000-07:002009-10-04T23:00:49.907-07:00May need a bit of changeIt was brought to my attention that I rarely update my blog (thank you Sandy) and my response was that I didn't think anyone really read it. Whether that is the truth or not has been on my mind lately. Between what I do all day and into the evening, I rarely have a chance to check my e-mail or Facebook, even with my I-phone. Not really a tragedy unless there are work items involved. So, I decided to dedicate more time to it and give focus to the blog. I promise that my life is really not so spectacular that you would want to read about it, well, actually some may, but I am not about to put those type of things out for public consumption. If you want the real dirt you should just call me and catch up.<br /><br />Here is the thing...<br />According to my dear friend Evie, I am a beauty product whore. I will buy any product (within my budgetary constraints) that has interesting packaging, bold logos, quirky typography, or is generally advertised to me. Back in the day, when we saw each other more often on trips or in the dorm, she would benefit from my more than quirky habit of trying something, just for the sake of proving an advertisement wrong or being delightfully surprised, or if it was on sale. She wasn't being mean, she actually loves that about me, and still does. It's 2009 and I am still a product whore. If one were to peek into my shower right now I have 5 different types of hair conditioner, 3 different types of shampoo, 4 body washes, 4 face soaps (2 bar and 2 liquid), and one type of razor. (Well, the search is over on that one. We all know you get your monies worth with razors.) That, my readers, is what you will find in my shower. I have a plethora of other goods stuffed underneath the sink, in a travel case, crammed into cabinets where towels should be, and in a plastic Tupperware tub underneath the guest bed. I have old Clinique bags, old vanity cases filled with this crap, too. Cleanliness is next to Godliness, I hope.<br /><br />That being said, I felt that it would be more entertaining to write about my finds with these products. Sharing my ups and downs with the old and new products that come in and out of my life would definitley be worth typing away furiously rather than droning on about my escapades as me. I may even use a metaphor or two just for funzies.<br /><br />I will begin (I am waiting on a student who "needs to talk to me about her class work.”).<br /><br />The Tried True:<br />Products With Which I Will Stick or Have Stuck With for Longer Than Usual<br /><br /> The<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ArTaNVGWB4Mk4ZtZE0suUwGSzVAddUJXNrorH881cPyf_33xjgqwt4iTDcqaP-sXBGAlDAOQLznWknv8Cwwr2A2v5YzagbrUajQHxZIyRaLgrJg0J1M_3-SwHc_8mkiaev21-PKzOLjL/s1600-h/original_ofe_feature_01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 190px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ArTaNVGWB4Mk4ZtZE0suUwGSzVAddUJXNrorH881cPyf_33xjgqwt4iTDcqaP-sXBGAlDAOQLznWknv8Cwwr2A2v5YzagbrUajQHxZIyRaLgrJg0J1M_3-SwHc_8mkiaev21-PKzOLjL/s200/original_ofe_feature_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384783529346896130" border="0" /></a> Aforementioned Razor: The Gillette Venus<br /><a href="http://www.gillettevenus.com/en_US/products/venus_disp/index.jsp">http://www.gillettevenus.com/en_US/products/venus_disp/index.jsp</a><br />$7 for a 3 pack-yes I use disposable ones-shut it-I recycle like hell otherwise<br />What? 3 out of 5 stars? What-ev. For what it costs and what it does I give it 5 stars. Not that I am some bizarrely hirsute woman or anything, but I've been shaving my legs and pits since I was roughly 11 years old (for all of the math whizzes that is 23 years). I've been through some razor hell. I also lived in Scotland where finding a decent affordable razor was difficult for my student ass. Contact lens solution was about ₤7 and the exchange rate then was $1.85 to ₤1. I was hairy but I could see.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTLVlLXF0GRom1emeA47RvdUiAoHIzmPsFVIK16388AQPJeMvjtCNdp-YDeNjVartsQkBJX0S35smmOU7XED6HwmjSuXJORpR3WtmDLCwRSq24QzE1fbI1u0rfPv2rnkBvAQwc02IN4TLI/s1600-h/prodExtremeDeepActionMini.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 74px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTLVlLXF0GRom1emeA47RvdUiAoHIzmPsFVIK16388AQPJeMvjtCNdp-YDeNjVartsQkBJX0S35smmOU7XED6HwmjSuXJORpR3WtmDLCwRSq24QzE1fbI1u0rfPv2rnkBvAQwc02IN4TLI/s200/prodExtremeDeepActionMini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384783538489062674" border="0" /></a>Aquafresh brand toothpaste<br /><a href="http://www.aquafresh.com/Products_Main.aspx">http://www.aquafresh.com/Products_Main.aspx</a><br />Well, it could be the 3 patriotic stripes that hit the T.V. ads back in the early 1980's that first reeled me in. I remember asking for it at the Jitney Jungle when I was shopping with my mother and 4 siblings on the weekly Thursday after-school grocery trip. I've tried others since and I find that I like the tingly, foamy, not too minty, just right feeling of tongue against tooth with the Extreme Clean line. I was originally intrigued by the clear plastic packaging back in the early 2000's (is that how to write it?) and then I saw the tube in a friend's bathroom while I was taking a break from the festivities of an Oxford, MS late night back in the early days of graduate school. Silver, sleek, and could be placed upside down and balanced on the countertop. I was all over that and still am to this very day. I have 3 varieties by my toothbrush at home. I alternate between the Extreme Clean, White and Shine, and The Advanced Enamel Lock. I have purrrttty teeth.<br /><br />Must stop for now. Student never showed and I must use the ladies room. Going for social time with friends around 8 and need to change out of Professorial gear and into something better suited for martinis.<br /><br />Until then be on the lookout for new posts. I hit the Bath and Body Works Outlet and bought some Patricia Wexler face crap. Boy, do I have tales to tell.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-75512233775618207032009-09-21T12:38:00.000-07:002009-09-21T12:49:55.505-07:00What a difference a weekend makesIn one fell swoop my good intentions and stamina with the "Flat Belly Diet" jump-start diet went from this mantra:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUCccG3-YEel99Z6JqNnfTCGvj6d5zNf4P74E_c0tezWJTphC3xrBYD0Xe325LVWr_CNaoix1G9CBkS_8imY_NinALDqLQq99bUuakzvtMtG8yZWIhlii1lfYryeRT3VZWVPD_HP0jJkE-/s1600-h/0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUCccG3-YEel99Z6JqNnfTCGvj6d5zNf4P74E_c0tezWJTphC3xrBYD0Xe325LVWr_CNaoix1G9CBkS_8imY_NinALDqLQq99bUuakzvtMtG8yZWIhlii1lfYryeRT3VZWVPD_HP0jJkE-/s200/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384008214914936994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />to this on Friday night (last day of the 4 day diet):<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVGfMt2JcUG9u6yZQkCauJQabQpEKXkgy4wcQCcgftN2tMScNG6wNVSsODUkzyPHyZdy_wP7JUr0lTAa6j0oEtaua1Fcr-NcUk5MgezWYwdV6hEtqrEZibc3vux7OmStJ-N9mJctyQVWJH/s1600-h/9164.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVGfMt2JcUG9u6yZQkCauJQabQpEKXkgy4wcQCcgftN2tMScNG6wNVSsODUkzyPHyZdy_wP7JUr0lTAa6j0oEtaua1Fcr-NcUk5MgezWYwdV6hEtqrEZibc3vux7OmStJ-N9mJctyQVWJH/s200/9164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384008733549246130" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and this today:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqXUwGjhem8TiegSb-mGB4IC_2R7F0XT2B4q-IP9cP_0aI_gudk4gnDjg4_xA9e9j4H40tcq_My2L-BqJyts9Kx6Yfijd43f90YKVXjIfWjWH5iscsbJ1LQc8_m_3jYqh7bNcwyKGEQTc/s1600-h/menu_nuggets_8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipqXUwGjhem8TiegSb-mGB4IC_2R7F0XT2B4q-IP9cP_0aI_gudk4gnDjg4_xA9e9j4H40tcq_My2L-BqJyts9Kx6Yfijd43f90YKVXjIfWjWH5iscsbJ1LQc8_m_3jYqh7bNcwyKGEQTc/s200/menu_nuggets_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384009979947908018" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCheIiHwkDS1__fp1F0daERAKifEGnP-noevaFioO4Q6hJkMcTNKdjSowqNY-GJZJc5nZ-WZuswh0v0xiQCux-i9A3eOGFeer0Hl-dfcoGoz-z0Nq2jiLUDUyJ2-fejZbfE71SV7fe2mux/s1600-h/ms.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCheIiHwkDS1__fp1F0daERAKifEGnP-noevaFioO4Q6hJkMcTNKdjSowqNY-GJZJc5nZ-WZuswh0v0xiQCux-i9A3eOGFeer0Hl-dfcoGoz-z0Nq2jiLUDUyJ2-fejZbfE71SV7fe2mux/s200/ms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384009992297732914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />what was it that Scarlet O'Hara said about tomorrow?Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-77081155391798956332009-07-27T20:13:00.000-07:002009-07-27T20:49:24.246-07:00Summer TimeHere is a little video of my summer<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzSZV6PeMXGUz1RBxi__Pn9KSZUeBrFsVieJQQ8YhdJFXhG8d_SmT9foD_tlyadGYLFmidxkyHH0yR-xL0_gA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-76913679184683899872009-06-25T14:06:00.000-07:002009-06-25T14:11:52.801-07:00my 29th Birthday, revisited for the 6th time<a href="http://sweetpickles.typepad.com/sweet_pickles/2009/06/june-20th-national-holiday-for-sluts.html">Here is a picture of my birthday cake courtesy of Lancer!</a>Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-69982670798007430372009-04-08T21:51:00.000-07:002009-04-08T21:54:55.579-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4j9dws65GLmZ9EaVGjXOVueU-TybMGeSZtgICiDr5R8TegEGWr8qJJuSutJdZLE8-EALGA0mrgSNUDDdrCAUbkYXjs2SuF_zNjZog7a4S7fzjO0PVL-Ys62TFMlwI8-Oo8-S31ebg1maM/s1600-h/2634_1072457406467_1077094731_30260637_7382453_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4j9dws65GLmZ9EaVGjXOVueU-TybMGeSZtgICiDr5R8TegEGWr8qJJuSutJdZLE8-EALGA0mrgSNUDDdrCAUbkYXjs2SuF_zNjZog7a4S7fzjO0PVL-Ys62TFMlwI8-Oo8-S31ebg1maM/s200/2634_1072457406467_1077094731_30260637_7382453_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322550583345211442" border="0" /></a><br />Fortitude.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-63116970182080559972009-02-11T20:43:00.000-08:002009-02-11T21:21:31.428-08:00The Film Festival<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1QBPjXlNWNHAQYL66HL_ViBBxdRErxEeufft-N5nPCkd1TTc24gIWY4KqyYQ69qP11_vpjFliMcWrIlkBV_e6qNurMASqcwa0df7KGC4Ne6hZPM3hy8h2TreLlO0x_t3YmsObrX1LZdTV/s1600-h/n6511674_35332916_5569.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; 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It was my first and it will not be my last. The weekend began on Thursday night with the Martinis on Ice Art opening. There were so many people there, including my mom, aunt, and cousin. I drank moonshine martinis all evening and then on to the after party for the film fest. Many apologies to Thad for missing his movie that opened the festival. Friday started with the film The Beekeepers and then a great film Rattle Basket! Wow, was I pleasantly surprised by the moving story of sisters and friends that are growing up and ignoring the process. Felt a bit like my life, but the movie has a much better soundtrack. After the movie, I stayed for the Q and A with the director/producer Thomas Phillips and he was great, too! I asked about the title Rattle Basket and he said that it was named after a trick the Egyptians used on slave children to work on the pyramids. They would fill the laden work baskets with rattles and the children would think of the work as play. I had never heard of this and immediately I got the connection, very nice. Then it was time to see Prom Night in Mississippi and then to the after party at the Powerhouse. Late nights persisted with time spent with T (Texas) W (Women) A (Art) T (Travelers) who steamed up some tamales and provided Texas Beer and Wine!!! On to Saturday where I saw another great film Luke and Brie on a First Date. Very funny and commendable on portraying an absolute bitch of a girl and a very nice guy. Next was a sneak peek at Craig Brewer's new <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Mtv</span> project $5 Cover. Then off to Ajax with the ladies for some grub and drinks. The awards program began at 9 and the Lyric was packed with festival goers and townies. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Dj</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Lober</span> started the tunes and the dance party commenced! Beer Pong, free booze, and lovely goodbyes happened at the party house where the weekend ended for most of us at 5am. What a lovely time!Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-20329057189671243082009-02-01T21:26:00.000-08:002009-02-01T21:33:47.408-08:00insanity<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhibMg5cT-fX6zQUo-S6jxgwyPUMgw9WcjMvryLd3bs_BYWDjRXvwZRT0Z89N8ReE-jGE9jhQG3Qwvc7TQl9snU-nEZq_nfj4B8hw6Re7vgknJjgQe99brvBISp6ejFQW5uRAFlWJpgdvDB/s1600-h/whosyourdaddy2.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhibMg5cT-fX6zQUo-S6jxgwyPUMgw9WcjMvryLd3bs_BYWDjRXvwZRT0Z89N8ReE-jGE9jhQG3Qwvc7TQl9snU-nEZq_nfj4B8hw6Re7vgknJjgQe99brvBISp6ejFQW5uRAFlWJpgdvDB/s320/whosyourdaddy2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298068163393773666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Is insanity being happy that graffiti is written with proper punctuation when you expect it to be incorrect?Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-60616026638685622312009-01-14T23:07:00.000-08:002009-01-14T23:13:45.217-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgSZl18UapOeuL99aqfA1eloUXD6vznMoIHImLw9CnWjznmob1_FzMJd0pjTt1kwFH1ar-kClZeIdG9D48kYKLZW9EzEERRQYYvKeFYh_9g1aS_QOS_QshPx5kZ84qhgh-RrXM2X0MuIEl/s1600-h/Russell,%2BJane%2B%28Gentlemen%2BPrefer%2BBlondes%29_01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgSZl18UapOeuL99aqfA1eloUXD6vznMoIHImLw9CnWjznmob1_FzMJd0pjTt1kwFH1ar-kClZeIdG9D48kYKLZW9EzEERRQYYvKeFYh_9g1aS_QOS_QshPx5kZ84qhgh-RrXM2X0MuIEl/s320/Russell,%2BJane%2B%28Gentlemen%2BPrefer%2BBlondes%29_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291413745931872514" border="0" /></a>There was some talk on Facebook that I look like Jane Russell. To be so lucky. I have often wondered how it would be to go on a cruise ship and have an entire Olympic team woo me like they did in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-9674676578612292792009-01-14T22:54:00.000-08:002009-01-14T23:06:00.409-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjJIxhBaaDuemXHMn_XzxqPIA7hG7HZCWxS96W7KsDFSDCJuGvqTKTTzvn62yewXqqLnB5Yhky-Dz_neHk2jMyBumotqVnL4zjSGjlKI75jO_DvpEfcW46b4YAQrsUjKkG8Op1uJtVtJDA/s1600-h/Capturingsmall.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjJIxhBaaDuemXHMn_XzxqPIA7hG7HZCWxS96W7KsDFSDCJuGvqTKTTzvn62yewXqqLnB5Yhky-Dz_neHk2jMyBumotqVnL4zjSGjlKI75jO_DvpEfcW46b4YAQrsUjKkG8Op1uJtVtJDA/s320/Capturingsmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291410426084476610" border="0" /></a><br />Been a busy bee-moved house and am preparing for a rush of events for the new year. One in particular will be fantastic! On February 5th there will be an art show and martini party in honor of my work and the work of my new friends and colleagues, Brooke White and Lou Haney! 4 floors of martinis and deliciously inspired prints, photos, and paintings! The same weekend we will get to spend time with directors and producers of films we chose for the Oxford Film Festival! Hoorah! February 23rd (a painful day in the calendar of my life-the day my father passed away) my first solo show at the University since graduate school will open at the University Gallery and I will give a lecture on the work on March 3rd. To follow that I will be in Chattanooga for Evonne's wedding and then I may (fingers crossed) be in Venice Italy for the opening of Brooke's photo exhibit during the Spring Holidays. In April I will be jurying a show for St. Louis Community College at Wildwood and curating a print show at the Good Citizen Gallery in St. Louis. I think there is a conference in Chicago mixed in there, too. I will have to look at the calendar. Whew. My stomach is churning from all of the excitement and anxiety. Maybe I should find some good meds to help me through this.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-9129583175611110962008-12-21T09:08:00.000-08:002008-12-21T09:16:51.111-08:00Sadness Creeps<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrJ6gOIdJCLPkhofDRR9gQXUJbIo1VNzC3U_B284tQLIdSJDhIZOhlTGoHKyQ5Blwm-nuf42sgVyn1zrH5FsavQolj71xbS93YSwgxqynatxxqXppavYXFHWERt2Z3laALkNnfDGGEp94V/s1600-h/1089872_200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrJ6gOIdJCLPkhofDRR9gQXUJbIo1VNzC3U_B284tQLIdSJDhIZOhlTGoHKyQ5Blwm-nuf42sgVyn1zrH5FsavQolj71xbS93YSwgxqynatxxqXppavYXFHWERt2Z3laALkNnfDGGEp94V/s320/1089872_200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282293340766463378" border="0" /></a><br />My cat <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Tullah</span> is gone. She succumbed to the disease. I am very lonely in the house and sometimes I think I hear her and then I realize she's not here anymore. Crap.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-59388873775011478472008-11-30T19:09:00.000-08:002008-11-30T19:17:02.393-08:00piss vs glow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK18nqqxUj6-Pnq8YhB-eQvwJpX2LOgAOE29sadfFrV13K4loYj8wmjBIcZ6Zh7t3uVfduPQIyoBGSg_mC_x7yvou9l7g1Aajef_uNkN7sQftOXpwC2MwsYLS6DzV2RcjeTRJN6LfpmGqB/s1600-h/DSCN0212.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK18nqqxUj6-Pnq8YhB-eQvwJpX2LOgAOE29sadfFrV13K4loYj8wmjBIcZ6Zh7t3uVfduPQIyoBGSg_mC_x7yvou9l7g1Aajef_uNkN7sQftOXpwC2MwsYLS6DzV2RcjeTRJN6LfpmGqB/s320/DSCN0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274654569186137618" border="0" /></a><br />You are correct Mr. Gustave. When I urinate it does glow. I think the color has more to do with the vitamins I've been taking rather than me being a woman. I'll leave it for the experts if they really care.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-65377744560877172952008-11-30T18:52:00.000-08:002008-11-30T19:05:07.903-08:00Over and Out!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUA5n2wB_LKROQWytV_JGddUlJYq9jo5BywZHb0UPFT5ihFh8AzGjZh6QUnI3EB0M00W7S0aY2E4r6TfTWwfvAW7jmwNlwVyTP-eT8Kz3qhunsLliS7sbus7gnJwvCshSBdjkxA1NtpYvI/s1600-h/SteveMcQueen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUA5n2wB_LKROQWytV_JGddUlJYq9jo5BywZHb0UPFT5ihFh8AzGjZh6QUnI3EB0M00W7S0aY2E4r6TfTWwfvAW7jmwNlwVyTP-eT8Kz3qhunsLliS7sbus7gnJwvCshSBdjkxA1NtpYvI/s320/SteveMcQueen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274651775831307042" border="0" /></a><blockquote>Steve McQueen<br /></blockquote><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglyQF-goVtg-4ZtLaAWAOic3MX98nVW8AhsfOUZhLmquqySm56AoncjSBzr13XHP9P20a5sgbkICr-Hq31fAwZGfBUAwoOudGPmIl7TLY2gPSEvvNKJCikQeO76wDaQDY9X_rc5njoMI5r/s1600-h/daniel_craig_thunderballs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglyQF-goVtg-4ZtLaAWAOic3MX98nVW8AhsfOUZhLmquqySm56AoncjSBzr13XHP9P20a5sgbkICr-Hq31fAwZGfBUAwoOudGPmIl7TLY2gPSEvvNKJCikQeO76wDaQDY9X_rc5njoMI5r/s320/daniel_craig_thunderballs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274651772886291890" border="0" /></a><blockquote>Daniel Craig<br /></blockquote><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLnguhpUvooveZM_7CDG5Lf-Qn1GCJBBiyF_KOJBnbbK6Q92q9BZ3Am6fjfcPGWnAPZfIJLQcaD48ZtWYtDcmgQxLMnDRsgBLiowCmRVdgukEv-XGLpmnflqVBqTnCBc3q-UukwdXA2efn/s1600-h/steve_mcqueen_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLnguhpUvooveZM_7CDG5Lf-Qn1GCJBBiyF_KOJBnbbK6Q92q9BZ3Am6fjfcPGWnAPZfIJLQcaD48ZtWYtDcmgQxLMnDRsgBLiowCmRVdgukEv-XGLpmnflqVBqTnCBc3q-UukwdXA2efn/s320/steve_mcqueen_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274651775428560642" border="0" /></a><blockquote>Steve McQueen<br /></blockquote><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxy46mUDM9NVfzUmXLaMsFOkWkgLAAav1t1tGrR30t-j7CcZ8O6zetgoOlJKUzVhCmz3CB9fFhOR3ahYrTlCLkTtahufF_H3re_QqiMBxMFXAw2bMC6bOB65k1OOXIlqk5aB4VZRqaeCBr/s1600-h/daniel_craig_991.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxy46mUDM9NVfzUmXLaMsFOkWkgLAAav1t1tGrR30t-j7CcZ8O6zetgoOlJKUzVhCmz3CB9fFhOR3ahYrTlCLkTtahufF_H3re_QqiMBxMFXAw2bMC6bOB65k1OOXIlqk5aB4VZRqaeCBr/s320/daniel_craig_991.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274651758223872290" border="0" /></a><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote>Daniel Craig<br /></blockquote><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The holidays are over-meaning our "Fall Break Thanksgiving Combo" that Ole Miss allows in the fall semester. Better late then never? Ummm well...<br /><br />While I was on this hiatus I did F*#@ all that I REALLY needed to do. Examples follow: grading, making art for my upcoming shows, cleaning the house, job searching, etc. Instead I farted around making a 3 color lithograph, framed 3 works for a Holiday Show at a gallery called Bozarts in Water Valley (actually this was productive) and I went to see a movie and drank a whole hell of a lot. Nice Holiday overall.<br /><br /><br />The movie I saw was the new Bond flick. Finally I was a Bond Girl!! Miss Fields!! My heart jumped when I heard it.<br />I also want to justify what I've been saying about the New Bond Man- Daniel Craig. He looks exactly like the sexiest man of all time...Steve McQueen. MMMmmmmm Bullit.<br /><br />Here are some pictures so you can decide for yourself.<br /><br />Back to writing the story for the Oxford Town and back to reality. 2 weeks and then next vacation. For those of you in St. Louis reading this I will be in town this weekend. I will be up for a show at the Good Citizen Gallery at <span class="style2">2247 Gravois Ave,</span> St. Louis MO, 63104-2852. I think the opening begins at 7pm on Friday Dec. 5th. I will try to make it for 7:30. It's a 5.5 hour drive for me.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-63925978691410927682008-11-22T07:29:00.000-08:002008-11-22T07:36:10.680-08:00Eff a bunch of this shit<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6f5eJU3LdXxcDmsnZgkk35Obt0U9cpbyp9h4o4lsvSE26reRgyOV2yyOR0BXHy5ddHut-fy86jxRMETysvCTLI3d2sQVbCpZlm_z2UY8ZMCugFdLXw42UsBsdg16y0DYaq9hZsJuFrs2J/s1600-h/Basepump+Water+Main+Connection.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6f5eJU3LdXxcDmsnZgkk35Obt0U9cpbyp9h4o4lsvSE26reRgyOV2yyOR0BXHy5ddHut-fy86jxRMETysvCTLI3d2sQVbCpZlm_z2UY8ZMCugFdLXw42UsBsdg16y0DYaq9hZsJuFrs2J/s320/Basepump+Water+Main+Connection.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271506052921591202" border="0" /></a><br />If I told you I need water, would someone please go and fix the water line that is absolutely fucking up my day. Thank god I have 4 toilets in this house so I can at least take a piss with no worries.<br /><br />I phoned the water company. They told me to call the police department. What the? SO I did and the lady told me a water line was corrupt...corrupt? Was it in jail after partying too hard last night? I mean, really.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-20321480953517399522008-11-17T08:15:00.001-08:002008-11-17T08:30:28.061-08:00The Last Grove of 2008<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw_Cf3ZhEoDTw8o6kfsF7APpwm5h3U7_42B2N9Vy4joR46fpvQw2F7JNVXngMWBDMCRTt6GeZVZoFAUFayJqA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-84888162193510981462008-11-17T08:05:00.000-08:002008-11-17T08:32:05.771-08:00Last Saturday in the Grove<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyjth1y6CgJ39qEpNfOo6sLNlcj5NB-B2FDODJzVIRh0GT_lC0bHd9lfOubdjK8uYZ_cMHQ9SDGDvRnaZTAivQefQNeT7LurR0dsqTOO0vXPbPo7F2ipJTM0-PCDgwUgxQF9SgoEPSTxiF/s1600-h/n628100849_1646593_5009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyjth1y6CgJ39qEpNfOo6sLNlcj5NB-B2FDODJzVIRh0GT_lC0bHd9lfOubdjK8uYZ_cMHQ9SDGDvRnaZTAivQefQNeT7LurR0dsqTOO0vXPbPo7F2ipJTM0-PCDgwUgxQF9SgoEPSTxiF/s320/n628100849_1646593_5009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269659831885377122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Thanks to my friend Brooke, we have documentation of the experience: bloody marys, mimosas, family, and some Hotty Toddy action. It sleeted for a bit. The other excitement was that Ole Miss won 59-0 over University of Louisiana at Monroe. Ahhh what a lovely saturday.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696919392235833.post-72644430760154833632008-11-12T08:28:00.000-08:002008-11-12T08:40:41.191-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQIwuIjxRIHh5nP62qdjBmKsQBMaNVgdF3op65xOLGrYp8ZPkhhkV_m5oyQ1QPyKNil5Bw1EO4vIpKN73JzioYkuoahmDnQcRiQUuDhtICwFbfCXanChpRAH1g2NfCXLcgxOkwCCSCzQij/s1600-h/BW+screenboufants+at+the+lyric.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQIwuIjxRIHh5nP62qdjBmKsQBMaNVgdF3op65xOLGrYp8ZPkhhkV_m5oyQ1QPyKNil5Bw1EO4vIpKN73JzioYkuoahmDnQcRiQUuDhtICwFbfCXanChpRAH1g2NfCXLcgxOkwCCSCzQij/s320/BW+screenboufants+at+the+lyric.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267811856633520898" border="0" /></a><br />Thanksgiving (Ole Miss Fall Break-finally a respite) is around the corner.<br /><br />For my break I have lots of work to do...I have a commission for silkscreens on acoustic panels for the Lyric (<a href="http://www.thelyricoxford.com/gallery.aspx">http://www.thelyricoxford.com/gallery.aspx</a>) to begin and finish (fingers crossed) before I hit 55 southbound. I'm working with Milly Moorehead West on getting these monstrous things of beauty completed!<br /><br />I look forward to spending time with my family and reconnecting. Even though I am in Mississippi now, I still have a hard time getting away from the job to see family. May sound crazy, but my days are filled and I rarely leave my office or the print shop before 8pm. I love it and wouldn't have it any other way. I have a signed book for Lydia, May, and Ellen. I met Laurent DeBrunoff, the Babar man, and had to get some books for the girls. Very excited about giving the books to them.Katherine Rhodes Take me Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07165796676849851003noreply@blogger.com0