<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656</id><updated>2010-03-09T14:30:26.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sperger Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sperger.com/atom.xml'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>266</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-54574120344599590</id><published>2010-03-09T14:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T14:30:26.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowl the cabin fever away</title><content type='html'>Last month, when Anna had chicken pox, she was home from school for a week.  By the end of that week, she was feeling much better, but she was going stir crazy from being cooped up in the house.  And honestly, the rest of us were right behind her on the road to Crazyland - not because of Anna, but because of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the kids and I went out for a couple hours of bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400316424/" title="107_2101 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2702/4400316424_e80daee712.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="107_2101" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400318758/" title="107_2112 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4400318758_da866f115e.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="107_2112" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400316572/" title="107_2102 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4400316572_1bfef3524b.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="107_2102" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400316032/" title="107_2099 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4400316032_0ca89997fe.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="107_2099" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some snacks and enjoyed some friendly competition.  It was a nice break for all involved - probably even a nice break for Chelsea and Mary, who stayed home in relative quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400317904/" title="107_2108 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2682/4400317904_e9a3f3b5cb.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2108" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399544107/" title="107_2088 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4399544107_5191ce495d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2088" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last snapshot is the kind of picture where I would normally correct Anna's red eyes, but they are so appropriate for the picture that I'm going to leave them as is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400315864/" title="107_2098 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4400315864_943c66b2d1.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Program note: I'll be traveling the rest of this week to a conference, and so I probably won't get many chances to post here.  Back next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-54574120344599590?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/54574120344599590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/54574120344599590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/03/bowl-cabin-fever-away.html' title='Bowl the cabin fever away'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-7404434646905713465</id><published>2010-03-08T09:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:25:00.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colonial Day</title><content type='html'>Maria had Colonial Day at school recently.  The kids dressed up in colonial clothes (made by Chelsea!) and ran a "market" in which they promoted their trades.  Maria was a furniture maker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399568923/" title="IMGP0379 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4399568923_c5ddaf688b.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP0379" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400338612/" title="IMGP0386 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2719/4400338612_c2655260ca.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="IMGP0386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids also did some colonial-style dancing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400336824/" title="IMGP0368 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4001/4400336824_e281d36124.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="IMGP0368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400336228/" title="IMGP0366 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4400336228_9a78c4a18b.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="IMGP0366" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399568307/" title="IMGP0369 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2688/4399568307_bed6c023fd.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="IMGP0369" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing and fashion - what more could Maria ask in a school assignment?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-7404434646905713465?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/7404434646905713465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/7404434646905713465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/03/colonial-day.html' title='Colonial Day'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-4400015446106464636</id><published>2010-03-05T09:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T10:04:55.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If there's ice, you might as well skate on it</title><content type='html'>Also over the Christmas holidays, we got out for an afternoon of ice skating with some friends of ours.  Your intrepid reporter used to like ice skating as a kid, but now can't find a comfortable pair of skates to wear.  So I spent the session on the sidelines, taking pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400339092/" title="IMGP9815 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4400339092_3ff22d5964.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9815" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400357632/" title="IMGP9910 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2700/4400357632_b2a91f70a4.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="IMGP9910" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, the kids don't have any trouble with skates or ice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399588643/" title="IMGP9909 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4399588643_b57c3a71e3.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9909" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400353196/" title="IMGP9889 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4400353196_bd313a6324.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9889" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea likes skating, too... here she is with our friend Nicole:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399573579/" title="IMGP9839 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4399573579_84075e28bf.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9839" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to find Maria in these pictures, so I am guessing that she was at Nutcracker that afternoon.  Christmastime is like that with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-4400015446106464636?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/4400015446106464636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/4400015446106464636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/03/if-theres-ice-you-might-as-well-skate.html' title='If there&apos;s ice, you might as well skate on it'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-2722906896508627641</id><published>2010-03-04T07:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:58:25.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up: Cousin Night</title><content type='html'>We had our annual Cousin Night over the Christmas holidays, and it's taken me this long to hunt down all of the pictures.  (Sorry to keep you waiting, Kate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400373586/" title="IMGP9979 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4400373586_1e0c0c49f2.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9979" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400371152/" title="IMGP9972 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2790/4400371152_ca1396f2d7.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9972" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the cousins all getting bigger and older, the event is changing all the time.  This year, my cousin John cooked a "fourthmeal" of chicken fajitas around midnight, making this either a very late dinner or a very early breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400373086/" title="IMGP9978 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4400373086_d77ff5ae71.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400366940/" title="IMGP9954 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2762/4400366940_517c41d187.jpg" width="334" height="500" alt="IMGP9954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400370700/" title="IMGP9970 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4008/4400370700_9dc19a8078.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played some Rock Band, too, which is becoming a new tradition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399603449/" title="IMGP9975 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4399603449_9b524b570e.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9975" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also played some Double Double This This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399596489/" title="IMGP9950 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2803/4399596489_e02874b125.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9950" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399593443/" title="IMGP9941 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4399593443_a7a2c99f48.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9941" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399595143/" title="IMGP9947 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4399595143_26c67e3633.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9947" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400361528/" title="IMGP9939 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4400361528_2b20e6dbf0.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9939" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This crew is now staying up later and waking up later than in the olden days.  That suits us fine - sitting around eating and playing cards at 1:00 in the morning makes the older cousins feel like we're back in college again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-2722906896508627641?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2722906896508627641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2722906896508627641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/03/catching-up-cousin-night.html' title='Catching up: Cousin Night'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-3923565933188126438</id><published>2010-03-03T08:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:17:01.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanding, priming, painting</title><content type='html'>When we last left our intrepid renovators, the girls' room looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400159080/" title="107_2068 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4048/4400159080_1ebf94e9d0.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2068" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it was nice to be rid of the plaster cracks, No self-respecting young princess would tolerate living in such squalor for long.  Clearly, we needed to do some more work.  The first order of business was to sand down all of the spackle work, which created a lovely quarter inch of white dust all over everything, including me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400159478/" title="107_2070 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2788/4400159478_1d4475454a.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2070" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399392203/" title="107_2072 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4028/4399392203_8eddcd3505.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2072" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399393173/" title="107_2075 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4399393173_e38c451a8b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2075" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vacuum and mop made quick work of the dust:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400163940/" title="107_2084 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2761/4400163940_4180cd46a6.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2084" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of shine we're hoping to achieve permanently after refinishing the floor... not just after the room has been mopped:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399396207/" title="107_2086 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4399396207_bceb996467.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="107_2086" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we needed to swap out the existing light fixture for something temporary while we work on the ceiling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400319742/" title="107_2115 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4400319742_2b538f165d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also needed to cover up the floor so that we don't make extra work for ourselves on the refinishing step later... we're going to be doing a lot of painting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399550957/" title="107_2116 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4399550957_4f36450a35.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2116" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time to start priming.  Since we're making big color changes all around, and since we had done so much spackling, we went ahead and primed every surface:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400320268/" title="107_2117 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4054/4400320268_5a38833a9f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2117" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400321200/" title="107_2120 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/4400321200_428038c592.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a solid coat of primer, we got ready to paint the ceiling.  Now, this is not going to be any ordinary ceiling.  Our girls deserve the best!  As part of their Asian theme, we agreed to make the ceiling metallic gold.  Yes, metallic gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That meant the job had a few complications.  For one thing, we decided we would need to bring the ceiling paint down onto the walls a few inches, so we could do a border around the room and avoid having a difficult line to maintain between the walls and the ceiling.  So you'll see in these pictures that we laid out a line about 5" (13cm) down from the wall/ceiling boundary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also needed to mask all of the walls, in addition to the floor, because we don't want the wall surfaces to be dotted with flecks of metallic gold from the ceiling paint cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399552711/" title="107_2122 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4017/4399552711_f50908ec1c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First round of the gold ceiling looked pretty cool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399553075/" title="107_2123 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2750/4399553075_8eb18b8e69.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the second round, you could start to see how it was going to look when finished:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400322508/" title="107_2125 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4400322508_afd3c9d552.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria came in at this point for an inspection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400323432/" title="107_2127 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4400323432_8bf4ed8c50.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her room now has bling.  She approves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We probably have to do one more coat on the ceiling, and then it's on to the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: Cabin fever and bowling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-3923565933188126438?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/3923565933188126438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/3923565933188126438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/03/sanding-priming-painting.html' title='Sanding, priming, painting'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-4546417103109378454</id><published>2010-03-02T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:58:24.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In fairness to the girls...</title><content type='html'>...I was reminded last night that Nick and I occasionally do some strange things to our own hair.  You may know that Nick has been wearing a "faux-hawk" for the past several months.  It looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400163568/" title="107_2083 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4400163568_ffc52cf310.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2083" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the other day I needed to take a shower in the middle of the day after sanding the walls in the girls' room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399392531/" title="107_2073 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4399392531_f853d61bfd.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2073" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Maria had the bright idea to make my hair look like Nick's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4399395335/" title="107_2082 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2796/4399395335_a7d0863e61.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4400161630/" title="107_2077 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2723/4400161630_dbb1fd8c9b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="107_2077" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the boys have had their own hair adventures, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: A closer look at that sanding job, and everything that has followed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-4546417103109378454?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/4546417103109378454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/4546417103109378454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/03/in-fairness-to-girls.html' title='In fairness to the girls...'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-1025899612205478405</id><published>2010-03-01T10:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:13:48.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Anna</title><content type='html'>Gentle readers, a quick note to let you know that Anna is doing great - completely done with her chicken pox and back to school this morning.  We're still waiting to see if Nick and Maria come down the magic spots....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-1025899612205478405?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/1025899612205478405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/1025899612205478405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/03/update-on-anna.html' title='Update on Anna'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-8739025144023832400</id><published>2010-03-01T10:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:13:05.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl hair</title><content type='html'>I have to admit I'm baffled.  Maria has been going to great lengths recently to curl her hair.  Here she is, first thing in the morning, with empty orange juice cans attached to her head.  She &lt;i&gt;slept&lt;/i&gt; like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4390249826/" title="IMG00064-20100224-0637 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4390249826_ec81b03bb8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="IMG00064-20100224-0637" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night - I don't have a picture of this, alas - she went to sleep with tight curls of hair attached to her head with maybe two hundred bobby pins.  Help!  I'm just a simple caveman.  I don't understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-8739025144023832400?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/8739025144023832400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/8739025144023832400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/03/girl-hair.html' title='Girl hair'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-7553512037906789954</id><published>2010-02-23T09:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T09:28:10.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This week: Chicken pox!</title><content type='html'>Things are going to be a bit quiet on the blog front this week.  Young Anna has come down with chicken pox, and that's having some... &lt;i&gt;interesting&lt;/i&gt; effects on our schedule.  We expect the other two to start sprouting spots sometime soon.  (There's your alliteration for the week.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-7553512037906789954?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/7553512037906789954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/7553512037906789954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/this-week-chicken-pox.html' title='This week: Chicken pox!'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-5458380210347742190</id><published>2010-02-22T10:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T10:52:57.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wayback Machine: March 2009</title><content type='html'>We don't have any plans yet for spring break, but after the briefest of winter thaws this weekend, to be followed by a week of rain and slush, I thought it might be nice to have a look back at our time in Florida last March:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/3402476246/" title="S6300835 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3164/3402476246_6f0b8566cd.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="S6300835" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/3401662879/" title="S6300791 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3418/3401662879_c0eacbbc1b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="S6300791" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/3385244904/" title="S6300754 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3432/3385244904_15e65d64af.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="S6300754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay warm this week, northern friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-5458380210347742190?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/5458380210347742190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/5458380210347742190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/wayback-machine-march-2009.html' title='Wayback Machine: March 2009'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-3942441369104265933</id><published>2010-02-19T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T06:00:03.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls' room update</title><content type='html'>When last we left our intrepid renovators, they were making long holes in the wall that everyone agreed looked just like vines.  The next order of business was to cover up those opened-up cracks with fiberglass mesh tape:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358865069/" title="100_2022 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4037/4358865069_f49340531a.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2022" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the goo - spackle, to be precise, in a beautiful shade of pink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4359605956/" title="100_2024 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2763/4359605956_fd667e2089.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2024" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pink color is to let you know where it's wet... as it dries, it turns white:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358865343/" title="100_2027 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4358865343_784317a500.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2027" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358866647/" title="100_2053 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2788/4358866647_6ab4fe1d2c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2053" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also finally time to dismantle the girls' bed and finish the long process of unloading their room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358866231/" title="100_2046 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2780/4358866231_e458073f40.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="100_2046" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4359607156/" title="100_2047 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4359607156_cf5cde7e31.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2047" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't assemble it originally - the furniture delivery guys did - and I didn't take any notes as I disassembled the thing.  Hope I remember how to put it back together when it's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also embarked on something a little scary with this project.  I'm drilling holes in our hardwood floor, in order to screw loose boards down to the joists underneath.  This is the squeak elimination part of the project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358866595/" title="100_2052 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2771/4358866595_ae29cc208c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2052" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't done anything to our original hardwood floors before, so it took a lot of Internet research and a stiff drink before I could sit down and start drilling into finished floorboards.  Actually, the first part was walking around the room with heavy footfalls to find all of the squeaky boards.  The kids thought I was crazy.  Now Chelsea thinks I'm crazy because the floor is full of holes and screws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will look beautiful when it's done!  I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-3942441369104265933?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/3942441369104265933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/3942441369104265933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/girls-room-update.html' title='Girls&apos; room update'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-1459613923579644584</id><published>2010-02-18T08:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T08:59:03.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind of blue</title><content type='html'>I mentioned the other day that our kid bath days are coming to an end - Nick and Maria are shower-only people these days, and Anna goes back and forth between showers and baths.  Well, she decided to take a bath the other night.  She also decided to use Tub Tints, these little Alka-Seltzer dye tablets, to change the color of the water:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4351868077/" title="100_1963 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4015/4351868077_aefdd5aa1a.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_1963" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty unnatural blue to find in a bathtub... it reminded me of the water features you see at a mini golf course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: Girls' room renovation update!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-1459613923579644584?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/1459613923579644584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/1459613923579644584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/kind-of-blue.html' title='Kind of blue'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-4448956832985031519</id><published>2010-02-17T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:00:07.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Computers are a mixed blessing</title><content type='html'>Anna was in my home office over the weekend, playing some computer games.  As you can see, whatever she was doing on the computer, it wasn't going so well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4359606400/" title="100_2032 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4359606400_e71f56acd5.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2032" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4359606336/" title="100_2031 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2720/4359606336_8287817409.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2031" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358865439/" title="100_2029 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2206/4358865439_67b75a7732.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2029" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those faces!  Too funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-4448956832985031519?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/4448956832985031519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/4448956832985031519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/computers-are-mixed-blessing.html' title='Computers are a mixed blessing'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-2054438515719220549</id><published>2010-02-16T14:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:19:52.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The mighty snowblower</title><content type='html'>If you were a snowdrift, you might quake in fear at the sight of this monster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4352620202/" title="100_2009 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4352620202_86d2da6da8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2009" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sure, it doesn't look like much.  But I tell you that this machine is a stone cold snow assassin.  It tosses powder and slush with equal aplomb.  See how it makes quick work of a certain household's long driveway, which my dad and I used to shovel manually:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358864667/" title="100_2017 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2779/4358864667_f3fbef01fe.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2017" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358864755/" title="100_2018 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2714/4358864755_2ef57390e7.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that, you say?  You park your car on the street?  No problem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4359605264/" title="100_2014 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2731/4359605264_ae39554d6d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2014" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358864509/" title="100_2015 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2747/4358864509_cb81a0e4c4.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2015" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The credit really goes to my dad, who had the foresight to go out and buy this thing a couple winters back, when nary a snowflake was falling, and Lowe's was selling the beautiful machines at a deep discount.  This winter, they can probably command any price they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we're finding with the mighty snowblower that it's easy to be generous.  With each snowstorm, we end up digging out more and more of the neighbors at each place where we work - my house, my folks' house, and the grandfolks' place.  They say we might get two more historic snowstorms before this amazing winter is done with us.  If that happens, we'll probably just arrange a contract with the township to clear out everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-2054438515719220549?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2054438515719220549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2054438515719220549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/mighty-snowblower.html' title='The mighty snowblower'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-2978093715770414604</id><published>2010-02-15T10:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T10:21:52.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be careful what you wish for</title><content type='html'>All right, so we wanted some snow this winter, and boy, did we get it.  Here's how the house is looking these days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4358864847/" title="100_2019 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4358864847_bb3f44a50f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2019" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually haven't been out sledding in a few days - need to get back to that - but we got out last weekend after the first of the two storms that came through.  It was a beautiful day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4351872921/" title="100_2002 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4351872921_0c4d93e454.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Kate joined us that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4352619302/" title="100_2006 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2705/4352619302_983c398673.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_2006" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4352617846/" title="100_1996 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4352617846_8836e429c5.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_1996" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two epic storms, the snow was nice and deep:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4352616020/" title="100_1988 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4352616020_fec6ca17b4.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_1988" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing quite like the brilliant blue of a clear winter sky:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4351870265/" title="100_1989 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4063/4351870265_80c2f30a4e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_1989" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: All hail the mighty snowblower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-2978093715770414604?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2978093715770414604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2978093715770414604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.html' title='Be careful what you wish for'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-5340557711522864760</id><published>2010-02-10T10:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:25:13.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wayback machine: May 2009</title><content type='html'>The big snowstorm is in full tilt outside, giving us a nice opportunity to look back to warmer times... this is from our camping trip last May:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/3522970098/" title="S6300165 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3364/3522970098_1756b33a54.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="S6300165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay toasty, winter friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-5340557711522864760?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/5340557711522864760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/5340557711522864760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/wayback-machine-may-2009.html' title='Wayback machine: May 2009'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-2015734376396931305</id><published>2010-02-09T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:54:22.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's pause and appreciate...</title><content type='html'>...how extraordinary a winter we're having in Philadelphia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this, we have the remnants of our weekend snowstorm still on the ground.  That storm was the second-largest on record at the Philadelphia airport, surpassed only by the epic 36" (90cm) monster in January 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight and all day tomorrow, we're supposed to get &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; monster storm, with accumulations of 12"-18" (30cm-45cm) &lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/philly/news/breaking/20100209_Snow_forecast__When__where__how_much_.html"&gt;expected&lt;/a&gt; across our area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process, we will almost surely &lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/philly/news/homepage/83865002.html"&gt;break the record&lt;/a&gt; for snowfall in one winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how you usually buy a sled or snowblower, and it doesn't snow all season?  The kids and I are feeling like &lt;i&gt;geniuses&lt;/i&gt; for buying that toboggan for Chelsea this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4246145525/" title="IMGP9471 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/4246145525_e6dc7f6ab9.jpg" width="500" height="335" alt="IMGP9471" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All indications are that the conditions that have brought us this amazing winter are set to persist for at least a few more weeks.  (Visit &lt;a href="http://www.easternuswx.com/bb/index.php?showforum=15"&gt;the Eastern US WX guys&lt;/a&gt; if you want all the gory details.)  So it might be March or (shudder) April before we finally close the book on this incredible season.  I'm hoping that for once we get to see a bright and warm spring as a reward for our winter adventures.  Meantime, I finished off a bag of ice melt this weekend and have to buy another - probably the first time in five or six years that's been the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're local and want to go sledding on Thursday, drop me a note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-2015734376396931305?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2015734376396931305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2015734376396931305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/lets-pause-and-appreciate.html' title='Let&apos;s pause and appreciate...'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-948606086926808372</id><published>2010-02-08T13:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T13:44:24.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Treading water on technical troubles</title><content type='html'>Gentle readers, I've had some trouble in the last week or two with photo file transfers from my camera to my computer.  I have a wealth of photos to share, especially from the weekend's snow adventures, but it may be a few more days before I can show you fresh images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, here's a look back at last summer.  When our sidewalks are covered over with a thick crust of snow and ice, it's fun to think that we're actually not that far away from warm days and carousel rides:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/3886284033/" title="Kodak C180 Summer 2009 144 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3504/3886284033_22776d7d50.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Kodak C180 Summer 2009 144" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have another big snowstorm in the forecast for tomorrow night and Wednesday.  Where are we going to put all this snow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-948606086926808372?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/948606086926808372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/948606086926808372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/treading-water-on-technical-troubles.html' title='Treading water on technical troubles'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-1835015200693961020</id><published>2010-02-05T07:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T08:07:10.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get ready to rumble</title><content type='html'>The snowstorm now heading our way is supposed to be one for the ages, with the potential for 30" (75cm) in the Washington/Baltimore corridor.  We're hoping for a solid foot of snow in Philadelphia.  My favorite &lt;a href="http://www.easternuswx.com/bb/index.php?showtopic=223035"&gt;weather nerd&lt;/a&gt; sites are &lt;a href="http://www.phillyweather.net/"&gt;all abuzz&lt;/a&gt; with the possibilities.  And they think we're due for some more before February is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/3326292181/" title="Sledding in March by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3310/3326292181_362b320c88.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Sledding in March" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all set at our house - we've got salt, firewood, hot chocolate, and popcorn.  Come on, winter, let's see your best shot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-1835015200693961020?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/1835015200693961020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/1835015200693961020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/lets-get-ready-to-rumble.html' title='Let&apos;s get ready to rumble'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-8443335565227866849</id><published>2010-02-04T09:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T09:58:41.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow!</title><content type='html'>It looks like we're due for a decent snowstorm around here this weekend - maybe 10" (25cm) or more when all is said and done.  Last night, we were all abuzz in the house about getting another chance to rock the toboggan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4246150243/" title="IMGP9590 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2785/4246150243_7d8b01971e.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMGP9590" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Chelsea likes to say, if we're going to have winter, it might as well snow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-8443335565227866849?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/8443335565227866849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/8443335565227866849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow!'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-6359409659144361112</id><published>2010-02-03T10:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:16:20.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going green</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I heard birds outside chirping.  Twice!  So I was pretty sure it wasn't just my hearing on the fritz.  In honor of the returning birds, I thought we could have a look at some nice spring greenery.  This was a picture from our visit to Bushkill Falls as part of our Mother's Day camping weekend last year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/3523576546/" title="S6300489 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3343/3523576546_69b3265cc9.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="S6300489" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a bit of snow on the ground here in Philadelphia today, but we're making progress every day toward springtime and sunshine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-6359409659144361112?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/6359409659144361112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/6359409659144361112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/going-green.html' title='Going green'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-2025122855576759805</id><published>2010-02-02T08:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:00:47.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom is on the job</title><content type='html'>This weekend my Mom started her first "real" shifts as a working nurse, without a teacher or preceptor checking up on her.  She had several patients of her own, and by all accounts she did beautifully.  Let's raise a glass again, Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/3885025274/" title="Kodak C180 Summer 2009 218 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2543/3885025274_42e26c100c.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Kodak C180 Summer 2009 218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're born to do something, you're born to do it - and it's never too late to get started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-2025122855576759805?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2025122855576759805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/2025122855576759805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/mom-is-on-job.html' title='Mom is on the job'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-6455267731262368431</id><published>2010-02-01T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:13:32.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Myrtle Beach</title><content type='html'>We've been away the past few days in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, attending a funeral on Friday.   Chelsea, her mother, and I made the drive; the kids stayed in town and made the rounds among several family members and friends.  We are very grateful to all of the kids' hosts for their help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two strange things about this trip.  One, we ended up staying at a beachfront hotel in Myrtle Beach thanks to Chelsea's cousin Melissa, who works at a hotel in the same corporate family.  We're not at the beach very often in the winter, and it was both beautiful and fairly desolate.  Here's the sunrise on our last morning in town:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4322523091/" title="100_1958 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4028/4322523091_a27d10eb81.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_1958" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing was that we ended up staying an extra day in Myrtle Beach because there was an epic snow and ice storm in the Carolinas and Virginia on Saturday, when we would have been driving home.  It fell as rain in Myrtle Beach, but southern Virginia got 15" (38cm) of snow, and there was heavy ice in North Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home yesterday, the roads were pretty clear up to about as far north as Raleigh.  There we started to encounter some untreated roads and some icy patches.  Secondary roads were much worse than the highway, and I-95 turned out to be in pretty decent shape.  We figure that with the remnants of Saturday's storm, the drive home took us about 90 minutes longer than it would have otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea's mother, Mary, did some of the driving in both directions, which afforded me the rare opportunity to sit in the back seat and watch a movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4322523533/" title="100_1959 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2735/4322523533_ffd079b93e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="100_1959" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie I'm watching in that photo,  by the way, is &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/rocket_science/?critic=creamcrop"&gt;Rocket Science&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-6455267731262368431?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/6455267731262368431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/6455267731262368431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/02/myrtle-beach.html' title='Myrtle Beach'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-7643385632946213315</id><published>2010-01-27T09:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:41:22.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids who stare at goats</title><content type='html'>Back during the holidays, we went out to a tree farm in our area to cut down our Christmas trees.  This tree farm has some fenced animals scattered around the property, and in addition to the usual horses and chickens and whatnot, there are some animals you wouldn't expect to see on a tree farm in Pennsylvania - an ostrich, an emu, a couple of alpacas, and some pygmy goats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4301666745/" title="000_0008 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4028/4301666745_654bb594c5.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="000_0008" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids love the goats, and suggested that we get some for our yard.  I'm just lazy enough as a mower of grass that I thought about it half-seriously for a moment.  But no, sorry, we can't have goats roaming the property.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-7643385632946213315?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/7643385632946213315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/7643385632946213315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/01/kids-who-stare-at-goats.html' title='The kids who stare at goats'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4735287098968804656.post-700007578907736910</id><published>2010-01-26T15:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:42:08.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation update: Those aren't vines</title><content type='html'>I did some work over the weekend in the girls' room, getting the walls and ceiling ready for painting.  A big step in the process is dealing with plaster cracks.  Our old house has plaster and lath walls and ceilings, which are great - they're durable as all get out, and fairly soundproof too.  However, as the house breathes from season to season, and as it inevitably settles down on its foundation, we get cracks in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job this weekend was to make those cracks bigger, so that I can then make them disappear.  This is how things looked by Sunday afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4302413870/" title="000_0009 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4302413870_a7c0f9923f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="000_0009" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26104283@N00/4302413478/" title="000_0012 by msperger, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2687/4302413478_dce44d1471.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="000_0012" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That hole in the wall is the heating/cooling vent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every member of my family walked into the room at some point and said, "Whoa!  Why are you making the cracks bigger!"  Nick thought they looked like vines on the wall - not such a stretch, since there's already a rose vine border painted up one corner of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend I'll be finishing up the crack work, and doing some repairs to the hardwood floor.  No more squeaks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4735287098968804656-700007578907736910?l=sperger.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/700007578907736910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4735287098968804656/posts/default/700007578907736910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sperger.com/2010/01/renovation-update-those-arent-vines.html' title='Renovation update: Those aren&apos;t vines'/><author><name>Mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05250680087105198948'/></author></entry></feed>