<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612</id><updated>2012-02-03T11:39:26.722-05:00</updated><category term='Icom'/><category term='assistance'/><category term='Phonak'/><category term='captioned movies'/><category term='Zoom Link'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='insurance'/><category term='Pilates'/><category term='Wii'/><category term='Bluetooth'/><category term='LHH'/><category term='tinnitus'/><category term='first'/><category term='Technology.'/><category term='Cochlear Implants'/><category term='HOH'/><title type='text'>Alicen Noselli</title><subtitle type='html'>Alicen Noselli, Hard of Hearing / Deaf chick with a point of view.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7985900079760825187</id><published>2010-01-01T21:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:14:05.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>January 1st, 2010</title><content type='html'>A new year. &lt;br /&gt;Filled with exciting things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing Loss Association of America.&lt;br /&gt;Rockland County Task Force for the Deaf and Hard of Hearing.&lt;br /&gt;Walk 4 Hearing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past Semester's grades were FABULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say how hard I worked for these grades. (patting self on back)&lt;br /&gt;Sociology A&lt;br /&gt;Acting A&lt;br /&gt;Speech A&lt;br /&gt;Psychology A&lt;br /&gt;English Lit B (my editor was on leave, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter session is .... Sociology - Deviant Behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Load next semester ~&lt;br /&gt;in addition to extra curricular activities above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Lit (children's lit)&lt;br /&gt;Voice and Diction for public speaking&lt;br /&gt;Ballet - yes, Ballet.  For the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;refinement&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Human Sexuality - (tee hee) Required for the sciences.&lt;br /&gt;Tennis - for fun! ...and I need 3 gym credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leaves ASL 102 the 2nd half of main course and asl 201 (cultural aspects and advanced asl) and two Gym classes...&lt;br /&gt;Hey,  I'm saving the best for last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to .. paid work?  More education?&lt;br /&gt;Oh the possibilities!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7985900079760825187?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7985900079760825187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7985900079760825187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7985900079760825187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7985900079760825187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-1st-2010.html' title='January 1st, 2010'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7619845024150504827</id><published>2009-12-12T20:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T20:35:15.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I'm going to see a group in Westchester NY that has implanted the new Cochlear Nucleus 5 in a friends two year old.  Mom seems to love it but implanted baby loves to rip it off!  Not used to the wearing of the device yet, i'm sure. &lt;br /&gt;Window shopping - not commiting to anything. Besides, I'm not sure if it's available in purple!! or pink for that matter!&lt;br /&gt;The tinnitus in my left ear is making me crazy.  I can't hear over it and when I turn up the volume on my aids, the ringing gets louder.. LOL figures!  Which is why I'm visiting the Westchester ENT.  If the ringing gets any worse I wont be able to wear hearing aids in that ear anyway, so next step is CI's.&lt;br /&gt;On another note - Officially on the board of the Westchester Chapter HLAA, on the Rockland County Task Force for the Hearing Impaired and Deaf Communities, volunteering, all while packing on 17 credits and getting A's and B's.  Who's busy? Me? Hell yeah.  But I love it.  Wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling a dream next sememster and taking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7619845024150504827?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7619845024150504827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7619845024150504827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7619845024150504827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7619845024150504827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/12/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-9151762810577199706</id><published>2009-08-09T20:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:00:15.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>You can find me on Twitter I'm @alicen45.  Also, keep in mind that I'm trying my damnedest to get my future rolling so if you come across or know anyone who is hearing impaired please let them know about my VOLUNTEER services. and they should contact me at alicen45@hotmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;I will help anyone who needs assistance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-9151762810577199706?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/9151762810577199706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=9151762810577199706' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/9151762810577199706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/9151762810577199706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/08/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-5734374039147784347</id><published>2009-08-09T20:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:55:18.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>Time.  It seems to be something I'm in serious shortage of lately! &lt;br /&gt;With good reason I assure you.  I'm helping an elderly couple get back on their feet.  Joyce has a bum hip and needs to have a full hip replacement, so I took her for xrays to see how much damage has furthered in the last 11 years since she last saw her orthopedic surgeon.  Yeah, she's been waiting forever, and now her right leg is 2" shorter than the left.  Arthritis caused this apparently.  After the appointment we got her a new walker, because she insists on being independent and not ride in a wheel chair.  OK.  So were getting blood work done in the am. Gyula too.  Gyula has to have a full range of heart testing done tomorrow.  When we were at the doctor's last, they did an EKG, and his heart was erratic. So, tomorrow he's getting another ekg, a sonogram, a MRI or catsckan and Did I mention he's Deaf?  Yeah, profoundly so.  But an Oral Deaf person who needs to read lips or have things written down for him.  Which makes things hard for him and communication.  I've also gotten in touch with the "center" formerly League for the Hard of Hearing in NY about getting him hearing aids which, are a federal requirement prior to Cochlear Implantation.  Already in touch with NYEE about that one.  First his heart needs to be under control, then the rest can follow.  So tomorrow should be interesting.  By the by, did I mention that these are my parents?  Oh, well, gotta start somewhere right?  So for my first Advocacy role it's MOM and POP.  Lots to do, Lot's to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-5734374039147784347?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/5734374039147784347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=5734374039147784347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5734374039147784347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5734374039147784347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/08/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-5874804361883171850</id><published>2009-07-22T13:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T13:37:09.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Facts About Hearing Loss&lt;/h1&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT&lt;/strong&gt;:  Approximately 10% of the U.S. population or 31 million Americans have a significant hearing loss.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Over 90% of deaf children are born to hearing  parents.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; 30-40% of people over 65 have some type of hearing loss&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; 14% of those ages 45-64 have some type of hearing loss&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; 15% of children between the ages of 6-19 have a measurable hearing loss in at least one ear.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Hearing loss occurs in 5 out of every 1,000 newborns.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Exposure to a noisy subway, for just 15 minutes a day overtime, can cause permanent damage to hearing over time.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Hearing aids can offer dramatic improvement for most people with hearing loss.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; A mild hearing loss can cause a child to miss as much as 50% of classroom discussion.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Listening to an MP3 Player at high volumes overtime can cause permanent damage to hearing.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; With early identification and appropriate services, deaf children can develop communication skills at the same rate as their hearing peers.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Noise is one of the leading causes of hearing  loss.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Tinnitus (ringing in the ears) affects 50  million people in the United States.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Babies are never too young to have their hearing tested.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Speechreading is the more current word for lipreading.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; People with hearing loss wait an average of 7 years before seeking help.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Only 16% of physicians routinely screen for  hearing loss.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; 15 million people in the United States with hearing loss avoid seeking help.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; 1 out of 3 people over age 65 have some degree of hearing loss.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; Approximately 3 million children in the U.S. have a hearing loss; 1.3 million of them are under the age of three.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Copied from the Center for Hearing and Communication @chchearing.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-5874804361883171850?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/5874804361883171850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=5874804361883171850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5874804361883171850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5874804361883171850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/07/facts-about-hearing-loss-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-4511309416971390593</id><published>2009-07-17T15:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:24:08.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Pattinson</title><content type='html'>Currently filming here in the Big Apple,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Pattinson is surrounded by hoards of over active hormonal girls.&lt;br /&gt;They are a constant at the set, disturbing more than just the actors but the production assistants and crew.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for the poor kid.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he's attractive.&lt;br /&gt;And talented...&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; found the lyrics to his music on the Twilight CD.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I understand what the guy is saying.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to work on the Twilight next film.  I will fly my own ass out there! lol&lt;br /&gt;Having a part of Stephanie's story would be very fulfilling. (Even if it's just an "innocent" witness to the Volturi's Royal flop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Stephanie Meyer!&lt;br /&gt;I had a very difficult time putting those books down.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was obsessed like the rest.&lt;br /&gt;What girl doesn't want a beautiful, talented musician, with a (perfectly reasonable) flare for overdoing things to protect her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't want to be obsessed over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real actors that portray the characters we love.&lt;br /&gt;Kid shouldn't have to run, and get tagged by cabs.&lt;br /&gt;Or have to hire body guards to protect him from the masses of teenage flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong folks, I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; loved &lt;/span&gt;the movie too.  But a certain amount of respect for the actors please.&lt;br /&gt; I know this will fall on Deaf ears.... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-4511309416971390593?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/4511309416971390593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=4511309416971390593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4511309416971390593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4511309416971390593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/07/robert-pattinson.html' title='Robert Pattinson'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-2539862278877900729</id><published>2009-05-27T15:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:31:25.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diets</title><content type='html'>Oh. My. God.  The diet I've been working on for a while now, has me brimming with tears of Joy.  I tried on a dress in a smaller size today to find that I needed a SMALLER dress?  A size 4? &lt;br /&gt;I haven't been a size 4 since high school! (long time, I assure you). &lt;br /&gt;I am so happy.  Now I can eat a bit larger proportions to sustain the current weight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-2539862278877900729?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/2539862278877900729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=2539862278877900729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2539862278877900729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2539862278877900729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/05/diets.html' title='Diets'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7862650561810943270</id><published>2009-05-26T18:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:13:02.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CI Hybrids</title><content type='html'>The trial that I mentioned in my last post was a Hybrid technology for users with residual low end hearing.  The group that I evaluated with was very optimistic about this trial and have had success with it.&lt;br /&gt;The implant is shorter than the normal for the Trademarked full implant but, it is just as long as other companies full implant.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... That's kind of weird right?&lt;br /&gt;In any event - I would not have to be re-implanted should the remainder of my hearing deteriorate, (which is highly likely).  So it is worth considering.  Just one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really being hard on myself.  Just allowing for my emotions to surface.  I am doing what I can to make my life and my family's lives better.&lt;br /&gt;Educating the masses!  Hot deaf chicks rule~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7862650561810943270?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7862650561810943270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7862650561810943270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7862650561810943270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7862650561810943270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/05/ci-hybrids.html' title='CI Hybrids'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-1721851061002285910</id><published>2009-05-25T18:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:48:12.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cochlear Implants</title><content type='html'>I bit the bullet and was evaluated for Cochlear Implants.&lt;br /&gt;What an emotional torrent that followed suit!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being forced into making any decisions but there is definitely pressure to assimilate.  'They' want me to be involved in a trial for my specific hearing loss. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not rushing anything.  Dealing with the emotional aspect of this first and foremost. &lt;br /&gt;It's amazing, Humanity that is.  How we take things for granted and even poke fun of other people for their disabilities.  That is, until it happens to us. &lt;br /&gt;I remember calling my father all sorts of names, and being really nasty to him - because he couldn't hear.  The shame I feel now for my actions is almost disabling in itself. &lt;br /&gt;Karma?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-1721851061002285910?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/1721851061002285910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=1721851061002285910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1721851061002285910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1721851061002285910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/05/cochlear-implants.html' title='Cochlear Implants'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-6004592973820413374</id><published>2009-05-25T17:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:40:36.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades and GPA</title><content type='html'>Let's get things straight first. &lt;br /&gt;Do I really care about the GPA?  ................Well, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Not enough to retake some classes, though.  The only class I will retake is the Algebra class, of which I failed by 7/10ths of a point.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Never the less, I don't fail any classes and my GPA will bounce right back up.  Currently my GPA is 2.9 (ick) despite the F in math.  So, I imagine once the math is retaken and passed, this will change. &lt;br /&gt;ASL 101 - A&lt;br /&gt;English 102 - b+&lt;br /&gt;Anthropology is a C. ( only because of the sick kids, mind you) English too.  It&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; should&lt;/span&gt; have and WOULD have been an A, If I had someone to care for them while they were sick.  Never mind the car accident.. ugh. &lt;br /&gt;Still thinking about RIT as an option for my masters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-6004592973820413374?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/6004592973820413374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=6004592973820413374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6004592973820413374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6004592973820413374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/05/grades-and-gpa.html' title='Grades and GPA'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-1947547216207322982</id><published>2009-05-09T13:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:51:43.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book</title><content type='html'>I've decided to write a book.  Yeah, I know.  Wow.  Whether or not it gets picked up and tossed around the summer selection of next years reading list.... yeah, we shall see.  I'm clearly looking forward to sharing my insight and information about going deaf and deaf culture.   I have editors galore that are looking forward to my success.&lt;br /&gt;I can only promise you that I will write the book, whether or not I will make it fiction, non fiction or something else in between is a whole other story..&lt;br /&gt;More later and ....&lt;br /&gt;thanks for listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-1947547216207322982?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/1947547216207322982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=1947547216207322982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1947547216207322982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1947547216207322982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/05/book.html' title='Book'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-261977915279387230</id><published>2009-04-09T10:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:18:26.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sd4DqUlOmmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HKSi2Xmfrew/s1600-h/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sd4DqUlOmmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HKSi2Xmfrew/s400/bunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322695835212749410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think yesterdays little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;episode &lt;/span&gt;correlates directly with the full moon over head.  It went way past a silly little sadness, and quite frankly scared the hell out of me.  I'm still slightly melancholy today but, workable.  The big boys are home today and are a great distraction to emotion outside of the frustration, of course... lol&lt;br /&gt;I guess the anger that stems from being hearing impaired got to me more than I had previously believed.  I have scheduled my evaluation for cochlear implants at the end of the month. Magic pill, miracle or vampire venom apart I think this is the only option for me in reality.&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, the bunnies are out and I caught a great pic, enjoy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-261977915279387230?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/261977915279387230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=261977915279387230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/261977915279387230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/261977915279387230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/04/lunacy.html' title='Lunacy'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sd4DqUlOmmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HKSi2Xmfrew/s72-c/bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-2640045816021623768</id><published>2009-04-08T11:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:11:22.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling pathetic</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; how much a movie can affect you.  I just watched Twilight again.  Now, I feel like a pathetic little girl still searching for the night in shinning armor  Or, vampire in glistening skin.  I know, I subjected myself to yet another fantasy.  A life outside my own.  Different - Ethereal, majestic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike my own which I find rather hum drum. &lt;br /&gt;OK back to reality - that painting is not going to finish itself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-2640045816021623768?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/2640045816021623768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=2640045816021623768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2640045816021623768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2640045816021623768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-pathetic.html' title='Feeling pathetic'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8232007084104657369</id><published>2009-04-03T09:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:56:33.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back with a Vengeance</title><content type='html'>WTF?  Where have I been? OH, my god. (mine not yours).  I have been thoroughly inundated with school work, homework, sick kids, sick spouse, car accidents, sick self, and a general malaise that carries over from exhaustion!  This school semester I have been completely bogged down with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CRUD.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Most similar to pond scum, crud is the everyday yuck that can get in the way of a good education or even life.  I miss having 2 minutes to think to myself!  Alrighty, enough complaining. &lt;br /&gt;Making things better~ reading a lot of books to help me in my career choice of the future and learning as much as possible about deaf culture.  I really have learned quite a bit of sign language and wish that I could practice more but way too many people in my life do not know even basic signs.  I've instructed my spouse that it's time to learn so I will be practicing in front of him and the children.  Like it or not, I'm going deaf.  Even if the approval for Cochlear Implants makes it's way over to me, I will still be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deaf.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no going back (unless of course miracles in science happen).&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I'm off to the Dr. With what I think is Bronchitis. &lt;br /&gt;Vacation week next week so, I expect to get a good bit of reading in and handing in my paper on Deaf Culture to my Anthropology Professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8232007084104657369?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8232007084104657369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8232007084104657369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8232007084104657369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8232007084104657369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-with-vengeance.html' title='Back with a Vengeance'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8417098359558870909</id><published>2009-01-28T18:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:49:04.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Addendum to Rosie</title><content type='html'>I write this in the wake of Rosie's passing. I write "you" to signify her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw you was at Maddy's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;Vivacious as ever and so full of Joy. No thoughts to the battle with Cancer that you fought and won. That's just another piece of you, who you are. Your passing raises a well of tears that cannot be quelled. Taken from earth in a swift slap of fate. I remember you at 18, when we challenged our hair to mysterious heights. Of course, you won every time. You were always a stunning girl. Envied by many~ including me. Not just for your external beauty but the beauty in your heart. The kind of beauty that cannot be conveyed with words. There will never be another human being like you. Unique. Beautiful. Vivacious. Charming. Elegant. Rosie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8417098359558870909?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8417098359558870909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8417098359558870909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8417098359558870909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8417098359558870909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/addendum-to-rosie.html' title='Addendum to Rosie'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-2287439611417121092</id><published>2009-01-28T18:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:36:17.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SYDqj1YgKtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/f_FLEBMR5dQ/s1600-h/Rosie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296491063133874898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SYDqj1YgKtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/f_FLEBMR5dQ/s320/Rosie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rosie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will never get to say &lt;u&gt;"Good Bye"&lt;/u&gt; to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will not be able to tell you how thoroughly &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will not be able to tell you how much &lt;strong&gt;joy &lt;/strong&gt;you have brought to others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will however, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;remember you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with love in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rosie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rest now, peacefully. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-2287439611417121092?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/2287439611417121092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=2287439611417121092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2287439611417121092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2287439611417121092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/rosie.html' title='Rosie'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SYDqj1YgKtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/f_FLEBMR5dQ/s72-c/Rosie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-756032906235326384</id><published>2009-01-27T14:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:18:26.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still</title><content type='html'>I have no idea as of yet why those fireworks were set off.  That aside, school is great! &lt;br /&gt;I love my classes, especially American Sign Language.  I get to use what I know.  In addition, I can learn more about it and be able to apply it with friends who are hearing impaired and deaf.  It's amazing how life twists and turns, where you end up, what you end up doing with your life. &lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad I'm here.  In this place.  Now. &lt;br /&gt;I've been informed by my English teacher that I along with the rest of the class, will be starting a new blog on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; readings.  I will probably cut and paste some of it for you to read as well.&lt;br /&gt;Really looking forward to an awesome semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-756032906235326384?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/756032906235326384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=756032906235326384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/756032906235326384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/756032906235326384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/still.html' title='Still'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-2106476353221461060</id><published>2009-01-24T19:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:29:48.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks</title><content type='html'>What reason could there possibly be for fireworks in January?  Some one set em off what seemed to have been just a block or two away, and I cant figure out WHY?  Yes, they were pretty for the 30 seconds that they were going off through the trees but, it's January folks.  Other than the 1st African American President - I cannot think of a reason for such celebration.  They were not the back yard flickers either, I'm talking Full scale, floor shaking, lightning style fireworks.  I live in suburbia, with a house 500 feet away from me that burned to the ground about 5 years ago.  Um, what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possessed&lt;/span&gt; these creatures to light em off?  I will have to find out and report back here because this seems like a dangerous adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-2106476353221461060?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/2106476353221461060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=2106476353221461060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2106476353221461060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2106476353221461060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-6955852711386436382</id><published>2009-01-24T11:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:03:05.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Activity?</title><content type='html'>Non. I have been drone and dull. Save for the various shopping trips and errands, I have been completely inactive. Monday morning will change all of this. Monday school starts up again and I am looking forward to being out of the house yet again. The importance of getting out and speaking with others is relative to ones personality. Mine requires many facets of friendships and social gatherings. Of which I have not fed lately. To feed the machine you need to have sustenance on which it will survive. It's mid winter and there is nothing but snow and ice. Snow and Ice have no vitamins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-6955852711386436382?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/6955852711386436382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=6955852711386436382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6955852711386436382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6955852711386436382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/activity.html' title='Activity?'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-6551941245237561457</id><published>2009-01-18T15:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:54:16.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Tuesday the mighty Barack Obama will take the oath into office as our president. No doubt that his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; will crescendo on "hope". Leaving the many who attend, screaming and crying for change. There is a lot resting upon this man's shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;I will be among the many who watch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inauguration&lt;/span&gt;. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; will be at the actual site. Taking pictures as the first Black American President takes the oath into office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-6551941245237561457?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/6551941245237561457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=6551941245237561457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6551941245237561457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6551941245237561457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-302992295836589192</id><published>2009-01-16T17:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:13:52.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Anthropology?</title><content type='html'>Could there somewhere be a Deaf Culture Anthropologist?  That Might be me in a few years..&lt;br /&gt;I've dropped the two business classes that I had signed up for.  Taking up Cultural Anthropology and American Sign Language 101. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alicen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Noselli&lt;/span&gt; PhD.  Cultural Anthropologist?  I'll let you know if I like the class....&lt;br /&gt;Anthropology is: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;archaeological&lt;/span&gt; research, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;analyze&lt;/span&gt; development of languages, and significance of verbal and non verbal communication in our daily lives. Study of human diversity and universal values, fostering intercultural understanding, stimulating concerns about the issues of cultural change and continuity in one's society.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good on paper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-302992295836589192?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/302992295836589192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=302992295836589192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/302992295836589192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/302992295836589192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/cultural-anthropology.html' title='Cultural Anthropology?'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-1997467556721078360</id><published>2009-01-15T19:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:07:22.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering</title><content type='html'>After spending the day reviewing employment fields and masters degrees, I'm more confused than ever.  I did a simple test to address which fields would be best for me.  It turns out that service industry, and health care are not my best fields, writing and artistic values are.  Is there a writing job for the hearing impaired that I don't know about?  I guess writing a book about it would help but, I'm not sure I want to sit at a computer all day and night typing away...like I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; do.  Huh?  Wait, a job that pays me to do what I'm already doing...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-1997467556721078360?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/1997467556721078360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=1997467556721078360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1997467556721078360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1997467556721078360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/pondering.html' title='Pondering'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-2664652840634104971</id><published>2009-01-14T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:42:30.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Masters Degree</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm thinking about what Masters Degree I want to carry on my shoulder.  I know a lot of "kids" that just get out of school, decide to go another route after college but, I'm not going to.  I want to be sure that what I choose is appropriate for the kind of work I want to do.  Which is...  Oh, I don't know.  I know I want to work with people like myself that have hearing related issues, and perhaps the deaf community itself but in what capacity?  Whether it's in the educational, vocational, or non profit organizational kind of way, I need to start planning this route to my masters. &lt;br /&gt;I've gotten the "can do" kudos from a good friend of mine and she sees a brighter future for this meek little introvert.  (yeah right!)  Thinking about other schools as well with more direct education in my desired field.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RIT&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MA's&lt;/span&gt; listed that might be closer to what I want.  but getting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RIT&lt;/span&gt;, means getting my BA first.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Suny&lt;/span&gt; purchase might offer me the opportunity to continue at my college in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rockland&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;satellite&lt;/span&gt;) with a BA in Business, then....? My friend thinks Vocational Rehab in the Hard of hearing world might be for me...  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... much to ponder..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-2664652840634104971?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/2664652840634104971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=2664652840634104971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2664652840634104971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2664652840634104971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/masters-degree.html' title='Masters Degree'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-3618863606423243365</id><published>2009-01-12T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:58:15.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Veggie day 3 or 4......</title><content type='html'>I had thought that going veg would be really difficult given my attraction to all sorts of meats but, I find that despite the occasional hankering for a slice of bacon I've been really good.  Although I must admit, I&lt;em&gt; really&lt;/em&gt; wanted a bacon egg and cheese this morning.  NO, I didn't do it.  Pictures flash &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the screen in my head and those cravings are squelched rather quickly.  Again for those real life horror stories, see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PETA's&lt;/span&gt; "Meet your Meat" video. &lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I dropped the meat from my dishes, and tried a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;veggie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chili&lt;/span&gt; non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;carne&lt;/span&gt;.  Which was really good with a little red hot! Also a lentil and rice dish with caramelized onions. &lt;br /&gt;Today brought me to the organic section at the supermarket.  They have a whole isle and a half devoted to organics, and health products.  I made some purchases.  If you've ever shopped with three hungry, cranky children, you would understand why it took a&lt;strong&gt; while&lt;/strong&gt;.  I did buy meat products, but not for me.  I have never eaten spam, nor will I.&lt;br /&gt;So the whole idea of  a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;veggie&lt;/span&gt; life is growing on me. It's not that difficult, when you remember the video... I think a weekly viewing will be a well set reminder of why I'm doing this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-3618863606423243365?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/3618863606423243365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=3618863606423243365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3618863606423243365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3618863606423243365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/veggie-day-3-or-4.html' title='Veggie day 3 or 4......'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-856791589607682901</id><published>2009-01-11T12:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:12:29.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Analogy to vegatarianism</title><content type='html'>After speaking in depth with my husband about my desire to learn more about veg life, he proposed an analogy, the diamond trade.&lt;br /&gt;If it's not right to eat animals, then it's not right to buy diamonds.  We agree on this matter.  Since the African "blood diamond" trade and slavery, murder, abuse are tied together, I'm opting out of diamonds too. (Not that I ever was really into it)&lt;br /&gt; If you buy a diamond from a dealer that got it from a legit mine, where nothing like those atrocities ever happened, Is it &lt;em&gt;OK&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;No, it still feeds into the supply and demand of the diamond trade, perpetuating the whole trades' issues.  So slavery, murder and abuse continue.  People killing people over rocks, does not sit right here either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please understand that I am not trying to change your views or desires, simply expressing my changing, evolving opinionated views.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe also raised the question about animal testing, finding a cure for the hearing loss I've suffered and I must say,  I would go deaf rather than suffer an animal to this kind of torture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-856791589607682901?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/856791589607682901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=856791589607682901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/856791589607682901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/856791589607682901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/analogy-to-vegatarianism.html' title='Analogy to vegatarianism'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-1272785288820534546</id><published>2009-01-10T21:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:26:37.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity</title><content type='html'>It was confirmed that when/ if my essay should be accepted into the Beacon 2009 conference, my pluralism grade will go from a "b" to an "a". &lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a great opportunity anyhow but, up the GPA,  YEAH, SURE! &lt;br /&gt;The $100.- prize won't even pay for the gas, tolls and hotel but... Oh the Notoriety.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to all of my collective editors having an input so WE win this F*cker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-1272785288820534546?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/1272785288820534546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=1272785288820534546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1272785288820534546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1272785288820534546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/opportunity.html' title='Opportunity'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-4823334830355616832</id><published>2009-01-10T20:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:17:31.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought on vegetarian life.</title><content type='html'>I had tried to go vegetarian in my early twenties.  The whole idea of animals being killed for my diner didn't sit right with me. &lt;br /&gt;I'm revisiting the whole idea again, after a friend told me to watch a pretty little video of slaughter house action.  Lovely.  If your curious, check out Peta's website, meet your meat.&lt;br /&gt;I pledged to 30 days of meat-less-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with chickens and Pigeons.  Not for eating the birds but the chickens were for the eggs.  The Pigeons were just cool. &lt;br /&gt;We at one point had a piglet, who we named "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt;" in the basement, with no lights and a small confined area about 3 ft around.  At the age of 5 or 6, I didn't know why we weren't allowed to play with him, but we snuck in there and played anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pinky&lt;/span&gt; ended up on our diner table.  I &lt;em&gt;don't &lt;/em&gt;think that I would have chosen to eat my friend, if I had the choice. &lt;br /&gt;My parents grew up over seas in rural areas, where they were taught that this was the norm.  You can rest assured, that I will not subject my kids to this behavior. I will not follow in the footsteps that I detest.  After watching the video, I'm not so sure that I will force my kids to eat any meat either. &lt;br /&gt;But I will start checking into farms that are free roaming, vaccine and veterinary caring, organic and other things.  This would be a good time to research this fully.  I am a mother, and like many other mothers, want what is best for my children.  I will be happy to share my findings with you. &lt;br /&gt;I had another friend who suggested that some meat packagers actually dyed their meat to make it look better, and more palatable.  I did a little bit of research on this and found this to be somewhat true.  Packagers &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;dye meat that is ground, for purposes such as sausages, cold cuts, burgers and hot dogs.  Packagers can also use carbon dioxide to keep meat looking fresh longer. &lt;br /&gt;My friend mentioned that her daughter is allergic to certain food dyes, and I talked a bit about how we changed our oldest son's diet to minimize dye exposure.&lt;br /&gt;The minimizing has had a great effect.  He can focus better in school and at home.  Which I am extremely thankful for! &lt;br /&gt;My first meal for day one without meat, was egg noodles with white asparagus and Brussels sprouts (aka green globs of evil).  I never did like them but my kids do, and that's good!  Since I didn't make dinner tonight I had no choice in menu.  I ate the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pierogies&lt;/span&gt; and the carrots ~not the pork chops. &lt;br /&gt;While I continue to research the whole vegetarian life, I will share my bits and pieces with you.  Especially what my vegetarian pediatrician has to say.  At the very least I will be educated in matters of consumption.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-4823334830355616832?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/4823334830355616832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=4823334830355616832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4823334830355616832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4823334830355616832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/thought-on-vegetarian-life.html' title='A thought on vegetarian life.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-776906894474788879</id><published>2009-01-09T16:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:04:05.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't mind being wrong...</title><content type='html'>Especially when It's in my favor! How does a "D" in Science turn into a "B-" ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; know, don't ask.  Just take it and RUN.... So my official grades are lower than I expected. But, well within a good GPA. Business B, English A, Pluralism and Diversity B, Science B-.. Like I said, no questions on the Science thing... Just gonna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.... right along here... and hope.....no one notices....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GPA - Currently 3.175  - Is that good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up~ Algebra for Beginners, English Comp II, Business Ethics, and Marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've had some time to think about what happened with the Winter session classes, I'm OK. I'm good with it now. I fought the blues with a stint of retail therapy!&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I've got to say about that........ Untill I post pictures, Of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-776906894474788879?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/776906894474788879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=776906894474788879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/776906894474788879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/776906894474788879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-mind-being-wrong.html' title='I don&apos;t mind being wrong...'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7844095600980963845</id><published>2009-01-07T19:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:25:27.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Session Classes II</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to keep up with other posts that I've written here.  I did in fact drop my winter session classes.  There were a lot of tears involved because I am an emotionally volatile woman.  Having a hearing impairment, and dealing with limitations can drain you emotionally.  I hate having  a hearing impairment.  I'm sure many of us do.  I seem to have a more difficult time with it when it makes me look bad, though.  At least this is how I perceive the situation.  I've stopped feeling sorry for myself and I'm considering transferring to a more Hearing impaired friendly scenario. &lt;br /&gt;Rochester Institute offers on line courses.  They also have a deaf campus for deaf and hard of hearing students.  While I don't think that traveling that far would work, the online courses may be just what I need.  I need to feel confident in my work, and get many more A's... Since my science class won't transfer credits because of the d, I'm OK with taking another online science course.  maybe something environmental or sound centered.  While I am considering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RIT&lt;/span&gt;, I haven't committed to it yet.  I have more thinking to do, and advice from people I trust to go over and review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7844095600980963845?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7844095600980963845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7844095600980963845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7844095600980963845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7844095600980963845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-session-classes-ii.html' title='Winter Session Classes II'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8035587600009407495</id><published>2009-01-07T19:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:15:00.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry for all the bright colors. I realized just how difficult it must be to read while having a blaring pink screen distract you! Since the purpose of the blog is to &lt;strong&gt;attract &lt;/strong&gt;readers not scare you away, I've decided to keep it simple. Let the posts themselves be the attraction, not the color.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8035587600009407495?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8035587600009407495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8035587600009407495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8035587600009407495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8035587600009407495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-5174972893721683929</id><published>2009-01-07T19:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:09:06.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWVD6YQ7CqI/AAAAAAAAADg/rpHfTPI-3vQ/s1600-h/ice3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288708007641418402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWVD6YQ7CqI/AAAAAAAAADg/rpHfTPI-3vQ/s400/ice3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWVD6DsJLnI/AAAAAAAAADY/NsxfdFADwZY/s1600-h/ice2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288708002118446706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWVD6DsJLnI/AAAAAAAAADY/NsxfdFADwZY/s400/ice2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWVD5xi6KJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/m8HfoQCNuh8/s1600-h/ice1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288707997247875218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWVD5xi6KJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/m8HfoQCNuh8/s400/ice1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured I would test out my new camera on the ice covered trees outside today. I think I've captured just what I hoped.   The Japanese Maple is my favorite but the pine looks nice too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-5174972893721683929?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/5174972893721683929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=5174972893721683929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5174972893721683929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5174972893721683929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-storm.html' title='Ice Storm'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWVD6YQ7CqI/AAAAAAAAADg/rpHfTPI-3vQ/s72-c/ice3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-6267051960998071230</id><published>2009-01-05T16:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:53:23.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Session Classes</title><content type='html'>For those of you who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand what it's like to have a hearing impairment, be glad. I am very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in the thought that I may have to cancel my winter session classes because both of my teachers are women with light voices. Since I've lost my high end hearing it is especially difficult hearing "chicks". Even with hearing aids. I'm going to attempt to make adjustments and hope they work. Otherwise, I may have to cancel out these classes. Stay tuned for more drama. On the flip side, dropping off the kids and coming home to nap might not be such a bad idea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-6267051960998071230?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/6267051960998071230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=6267051960998071230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6267051960998071230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6267051960998071230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-session-classes.html' title='Winter Session Classes'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8506792750802896577</id><published>2009-01-04T19:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:12:11.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Th view on the drive home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWFQLN22YYI/AAAAAAAAADI/hDaydliwvnA/s1600-h/bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287595591138173314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWFQLN22YYI/AAAAAAAAADI/hDaydliwvnA/s320/bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWFOrHsL98I/AAAAAAAAADA/q9eL-pQC4ao/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWFOrHsL98I/AAAAAAAAADA/q9eL-pQC4ao/s400/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could tell you how I felt at this point. The mountains in the distance, are so pretty! Both pictures were taken at the same spot.  Now you can see why I chose this camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8506792750802896577?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8506792750802896577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8506792750802896577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8506792750802896577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8506792750802896577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/th-view-on-drive-home.html' title='Th view on the drive home'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWFQLN22YYI/AAAAAAAAADI/hDaydliwvnA/s72-c/bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7072882917123119351</id><published>2009-01-04T19:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:47:27.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birkshire mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWFOQJTOWKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qfMhTpUP0cg/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWFOQJTOWKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qfMhTpUP0cg/s400/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just liked the art that was in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Birkshire&lt;/span&gt;, Massachusetts Mall.  It towers over an area where stores intersect.  The trip was very nice, and quiet.  I ate this morning at a cute bakery / cafe in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lenox&lt;/span&gt; called "Haven" .  The food was fabulous, I had the spinach lasagna.  And a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt; to rival &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;starbucks&lt;/span&gt;!  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think that waiting for the food made it worthwhile though.  after an hour and people who were in back of us on line got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; food, we checked to see where our was.  My lasagna was cold, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;. But starving!  It tasted great so i overlooked it's chill factor and ate the entirety.  I didn't have room for the brownie I picked out when we were in line...sniffle.  It got to be too late in the day to go over to West Hartford School for the deaf.  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; but, I plan on taking another trip up there &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just for that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.   The drive home was pretty.  I took a different route than I had taken to Massachusetts.  I posted other pics of the bridge that scared the crap out of me.  All in all a very nice trip, and I got my filet at Dakota, too. Very happy about that!  &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7072882917123119351?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7072882917123119351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7072882917123119351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7072882917123119351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7072882917123119351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/birkshire-mall.html' title='The Birkshire mall'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SWFOQJTOWKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qfMhTpUP0cg/s72-c/DSC00327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-4648264934062436988</id><published>2009-01-02T17:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:54:08.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish oil</title><content type='html'>While fish oil comes highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recommended&lt;/span&gt; from my pediatrician, I do not think that it's very beneficial if you can't keep it down! &lt;br /&gt;I hate fish, and fishy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;.  I haven't eaten fish since I lived on City Island 15 years ago.  Why the hell would I get a liquid fish oil supplement?  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know.  It's nasty. &lt;br /&gt;The kids, they eat sushi, what do they care? They like it. &lt;br /&gt;Please don't make the same mistake that I did and think that the flavoring would "cover" the fishy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;, because It wont! &lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Massachusetts!  I hear "Dakota" calling me.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-4648264934062436988?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/4648264934062436988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=4648264934062436988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4648264934062436988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4648264934062436988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/fish-oil.html' title='Fish oil'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-4243146467279729293</id><published>2009-01-02T09:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:21:52.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beacon 2009</title><content type='html'>In writing for the Beacon 2009, I am requesting information from you, my readers. If you know of reputable sources that I can include in this I would be sincerely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;. I am writing on the impact of being hard of hearing/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disabled&lt;/span&gt;, has in the workplace. Information I need would be company's that hire people with disabilities, knowing that they have those disabilities. Other company's that may have had issues with hiring in the disabled area of the work force. In other words, if they got into trouble because they wouldn't hire someone with a disability. Any information will need to be cited, so please include where you got the information so that I can track down the citation. Much appreciated folks! Looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; to hearing from you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-4243146467279729293?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/4243146467279729293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=4243146467279729293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4243146467279729293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4243146467279729293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/beacon-2009.html' title='Beacon 2009'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-5914728247885683007</id><published>2009-01-01T12:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:35:42.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Post.</title><content type='html'>I want to start off the new year on a good note.  So here it is, my first post of the new year.  Life is unfolding quickly for me.  I am very thankful for the opportunities that have presented themselves.  Like school for instance.  I never envisioned myself going back to school, ever.  It took someone who didn't even know me from any other Jane Doe, to make me realize, you're not done till you're done.  Life is a school.  We all learn from our experiences. &lt;br /&gt;I learned that Elephant Ears, come back from the dead.  I don't necessarily have a black thumb for house plants.... I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; the entire downstairs in less than an hour... Oh, the possibilities! Great things lie in wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-5914728247885683007?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/5914728247885683007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=5914728247885683007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5914728247885683007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5914728247885683007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-post.html' title='New Year Post.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-6550692202869155628</id><published>2008-12-30T17:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:56:37.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year.</title><content type='html'>2008 has been a seriously eventful year!  I've taken on a previous employer through the EEOC, started college after 17 years, and have grown so much inside.  I am thankful for 2008.  I look forward to all the challenges that 2009 has to offer, I will rise up to those challenges and face them head on.  Classes start again on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; for me and I'm looking forward to it.  I may not write as much for the next couple of weeks because classes will be every day.  But when I do write, I will have stuff to say...&lt;br /&gt;I wish you a very happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-6550692202869155628?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/6550692202869155628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=6550692202869155628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6550692202869155628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6550692202869155628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html' title='A New Year.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-214823503341486584</id><published>2008-12-28T18:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:38:17.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible sunset.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On our way home this evening from Brewster, I noticed the sun peeking through the clouds. It had been a rather warm day at 62 degrees and cloudy. The trip was uneventful other than arriving and leaving. For this I am thankful. Driving up the street to our house the change in the skyline was so dramatic and beautiful I had to capture it in sequence. For your viewing pleasure, I introduce the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVgNxWGm_jI/AAAAAAAAACw/-nbLEL1CvJs/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284989304117329458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVgNxWGm_jI/AAAAAAAAACw/-nbLEL1CvJs/s320/twilight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-214823503341486584?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/214823503341486584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=214823503341486584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/214823503341486584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/214823503341486584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/incredible-sunset.html' title='Incredible sunset.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVgNxWGm_jI/AAAAAAAAACw/-nbLEL1CvJs/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8897525995395819516</id><published>2008-12-26T19:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:15:53.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful fun?</title><content type='html'>Ah, the use of oxymoron's in the evening... True though. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; has been the center of our attention this holiday. Last holiday it was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xbox&lt;/span&gt; 360. This year the whole family gets involved. Even me. There's bowling, golf, tennis, baseball, and my favorite game "Boom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blox&lt;/span&gt;". This is a seriously fun game.&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall the joystick for Atari, which just moved left right up down? Well, imagine holding a small remote like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; remote, that knows how you move by infrared lights. Really cool.&lt;br /&gt;I've kicked much butt on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blox&lt;/span&gt; game. Hence the pain. You really have to move around with these puppies. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;There's&lt;/span&gt; no simple left right up down. The faster you throw, it gets interpreted to the remote and hits the target faster, and therefore harder. My freaking arm hurts! I haven't worked that hard for a game since softball league, when I &lt;em&gt;actually played&lt;/em&gt; softball.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad for the upcoming intensive Pilate's class. Getting toned up after all this time will help with a lot of things, like rollerblading, snowboarding, tennis, and basketball. Bring it on. This girls ready for some fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8897525995395819516?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8897525995395819516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8897525995395819516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8897525995395819516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8897525995395819516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/painful-fun.html' title='Painful fun?'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-3326136582689524467</id><published>2008-12-25T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:43:13.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVRgxQJLEzI/AAAAAAAAACg/NB-9anlLVu0/s1600-h/xmasalicen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283954662075732786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVRgxQJLEzI/AAAAAAAAACg/NB-9anlLVu0/s320/xmasalicen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love the dress,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-3326136582689524467?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/3326136582689524467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=3326136582689524467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3326136582689524467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3326136582689524467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-day.html' title='Xmas Day.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVRgxQJLEzI/AAAAAAAAACg/NB-9anlLVu0/s72-c/xmasalicen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8048673231150900794</id><published>2008-12-25T23:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:41:21.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVRf_R6coYI/AAAAAAAAACY/P54Yc_FcAu0/s1600-h/alixmaseve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283953803557380482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVRf_R6coYI/AAAAAAAAACY/P54Yc_FcAu0/s320/alixmaseve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xmas Eve, Playing with my new toy.  I love this camera~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sony Cybershot with the 10x Zoom.  I took a self portrait and regret the mess behind it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, I need a basement!  Or at least more closets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8048673231150900794?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8048673231150900794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8048673231150900794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8048673231150900794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8048673231150900794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-2008.html' title='Xmas 2008'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVRf_R6coYI/AAAAAAAAACY/P54Yc_FcAu0/s72-c/alixmaseve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-3677310017319988126</id><published>2008-12-25T19:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:38:06.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVRfj0lQGhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dSAz7Ek6Xjg/s1600-h/grandkidsxmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283953331827382802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVRfj0lQGhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dSAz7Ek6Xjg/s400/grandkidsxmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are enjoying your holiday!&lt;br /&gt;I am glad it's over. Now I can get back to the other things in my life that need tending to. I have to write a 10 page paper for the "Beacon" contest on the life and times of the hearing impaired. WOW. 10 Pages. What do you write about for 10 pages? I think that I would have to incorporate all of my previous papers into one huge one..&lt;br /&gt;Time for a strategy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-3677310017319988126?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/3677310017319988126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=3677310017319988126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3677310017319988126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3677310017319988126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-joy.html' title='Holiday Joy'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SVRfj0lQGhI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dSAz7Ek6Xjg/s72-c/grandkidsxmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8960311910297530686</id><published>2008-12-22T23:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:12:27.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow boarding</title><content type='html'>Did I mention I tried to get down with my bad self and do a little snow boarding yesterday?  Turns out the board was in the shed.  Which protected it for the summer - sort of.  My pink flowers are no longer pink.  I had thought I left it out of the shed for it to warp over the summer.  Lucky me!  No warping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I also mention that my husband made a RAMP for the kids to go flying over with their sleds?  I am a novice boarder (at best) and way out of shape apparently.  Cause~ I could not, stay up on the damn board!&lt;br /&gt;I think I was just too afraid of going over the ramp!  I caught some loft shots of the boys and will share them tomorrow.  Maybe I will get back on the board for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt;, and stay away from the ramp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8960311910297530686?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8960311910297530686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8960311910297530686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8960311910297530686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8960311910297530686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-boarding.html' title='Snow boarding'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-3139788194758323634</id><published>2008-12-22T21:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:44:36.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cheer!</title><content type='html'>Let's all say a big fat toast to Christmas and all that it stands for!  Shopping, cutting people off and flipping em off too.  No, No, No,  It's about people going out of their way for someone else without expectations of thanks.  Like the fact that some nice lady pushed a cart out of my way so I could pull into a parking spot, I yelled "Thank you". &lt;br /&gt;I filled the package store with my own sarcastic brand of cheer, "I'm not too late am I?"  Picking out my selections, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cuervo&lt;/span&gt; of course, it's accompaniment, margarita mix.  A bottle of Godiva Liquor, and a handy 2 oz. bottle of scotch.  In case of emergency break glass.  or as it stands, plastic. &lt;br /&gt;So while I write this, I am happy to say that it's becoming a more pleasant world!  My niece arrived safely and we get to go shopping tomorrow for, well, stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I know, vague.  The kids still believe in Santa so I ain't gonna spoil it so quick.  It's one less thing i can threaten them with.. "Don't make me call Santa and tell him how you're behaving!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I fulfilled my niceness obligation 'cause I got a shitload of crappy from today..&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to hear about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;crappyness&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;STOP READING NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever change a tire in freezing cold temperature?  No?  Neither did I.  I was lucky enough that my husband put the tire in the car and the donut on the wheel. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;)  &lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else these days, we're trying to save a buck.  We bought our tires at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BJ's&lt;/span&gt;.  How long could it take to plug a tire?  5 minutes? Turns out the puncture was in the wall of the tire and they had to replace it.  OK.  It's under warranty, "great".  The sign said a two hour wait.  OK - no big deal I'll walk over to the mall entrance and see what kind of shopping I can get done.  Started in Best Buy checked out the camera's and coincidentally picked out the one I want for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt;.  Sony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cybershot&lt;/span&gt; 10X zoom.  I tried them out and this one had the clearest shots for what I want to do with it, which is whatever floats my fancy at any given time.  Looked at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; stuff.  Headed out to the rest of the mall.  Bought some things, for friends and ate a bite to eat.  Before I know it it's 2:45.  Um, I gotta go get the kids.  Lets go get my car.  Um, no not ready yet?  It's been 4 hours!  It's still up on the lift and gonna take another 15 to 20 minutes.. I don't &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; 15 to 20 minutes.  I start with the phone calls.  "ma'am, there's a problem with the hood." I hate being called Ma'am.  Whatever - what's the problem?  "The hood won't stay shut."  I guess they were tying to be nice and take a look at my fluids or whatever.  They tried tinkering with it and can't get it to stay shut.  OK, By the time I got a hold of mom to get my little guy at daycare, the big kids need to be picked up from school.  Mom's gonna come and get me in my van.  She calls me 15 minutes later, After she knocks on the neighbors door cause she can't figure out how the damn emergency break works.  After I explained it to her, I managed to get a hold of my babysitter.  Who totally saved my ass.  And is getting a really good present for x-mas! &lt;br /&gt;Mom finally gets to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bj's&lt;/span&gt; but forgot that I was at the tire place.   Anyhow, I get in the car and we're off to get the baby.  Boy O boy..  An hour and a half late.&lt;br /&gt;My kid as usual comes running into my arms.  What a nice feeling. &lt;br /&gt;Takes away all the crap from the day. &lt;br /&gt;By this time I've had several conversations via text messages all day. &lt;br /&gt;Planned tomorrows events and still have a car to get fixed.  I'm officially tired, and at this moment ...toast.&lt;br /&gt;Now I get to snuggle up with the cutest little boy I've ever made.  I'll take pictures of him sleeping so you can see just how cute he is... Cause when he's awake, the "No"'s roll right out his mouth and cooperating with the camera is not his favorite thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;It's hiding under tables and chairs.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-3139788194758323634?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/3139788194758323634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=3139788194758323634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3139788194758323634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3139788194758323634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-cheer.html' title='Christmas Cheer!'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-9209329177554453778</id><published>2008-12-21T09:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:03:58.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, snow, and more snow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SU5XkrC25NI/AAAAAAAAACI/4XjLzahZx3c/s1600-h/snowy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282255700493788370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SU5XkrC25NI/AAAAAAAAACI/4XjLzahZx3c/s320/snowy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, the view from my front door. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loverly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; it? As you can see, the plow is neglecting us - again. My taxes go to other more widely used streets. The taxes are rather high, too. Let's just say that were &lt;em&gt;just under&lt;/em&gt; the highest paying area, on the roster of taxes countrywide, with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Westchester&lt;/span&gt; NY being the highest.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are "dreaming of a white Christmas" here ya freaking go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just dreaming of getting .................................OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've made it easier to post messages on the blog, so get to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-9209329177554453778?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/9209329177554453778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=9209329177554453778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/9209329177554453778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/9209329177554453778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-snow-and-more-snow.html' title='Snow, snow, and more snow.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SU5XkrC25NI/AAAAAAAAACI/4XjLzahZx3c/s72-c/snowy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-3928616028947152544</id><published>2008-12-19T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:45:19.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's just wrong!</title><content type='html'>But, is it really wrong for me to feel somewhat empty, now that all my school work is done and there are no pressing assignments due tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;I needed a purpose today, so I started shoveling snow. Even though we have a snow blower and my brother in law plows the driveway. I realized that it is some seriously heavy snow, rather quickly. At least I'll sleep well tonight, after all that work. No, I did not finish the entire driveway, it's still freaking snowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot Toddy's anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-3928616028947152544?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/3928616028947152544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=3928616028947152544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3928616028947152544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3928616028947152544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-just-wrong.html' title='That&apos;s just wrong!'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8044967205163727162</id><published>2008-12-19T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:37:59.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLOWED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SUw-JO4kWiI/AAAAAAAAACA/aum8dtpM_xY/s1600-h/drain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281664791333853730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SUw-JO4kWiI/AAAAAAAAACA/aum8dtpM_xY/s320/drain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you be serious for a moment here... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm talking about the snow, this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the plow makes his leisurely route by my house, he rounds a corner to a private Road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was walking my almost adopted daughter home, without a flashlight of course. The snow reflects off of every facet and it's bright enough to see. I was more scared of a haunting coyote that's been sighted in her back yard. We came upon a drain grate and realized that there was something wrong with it. It's off it's place. It got plowed right off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8044967205163727162?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8044967205163727162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8044967205163727162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8044967205163727162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8044967205163727162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/plowed.html' title='PLOWED!'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SUw-JO4kWiI/AAAAAAAAACA/aum8dtpM_xY/s72-c/drain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-999874254879742251</id><published>2008-12-18T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:50:48.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terror on the front!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SUrvZN_bIvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8qaN2kMZBIw/s1600-h/purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281296729576776434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SUrvZN_bIvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8qaN2kMZBIw/s400/purple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All right, So my art can use a little work but, you get the point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-999874254879742251?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/999874254879742251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=999874254879742251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/999874254879742251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/999874254879742251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/terror-on-front.html' title='Terror on the front!'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/SUrvZN_bIvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8qaN2kMZBIw/s72-c/purple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-602560619423915216</id><published>2008-12-18T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:15:31.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades.</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, a note on school. It's freaking DONE.&lt;br /&gt;On to the next semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pluralism and Diversity in the workplace A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Business A or at the very least a B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (just took the final today, and I'm confident)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science, well... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt;.. D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, what the f*ck happened?&lt;br /&gt;I had trouble with science from the start. Tried getting a tutor.&lt;br /&gt;And the final which I studied for DAYS for... 60. Nice, huh?&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to take it again in the summer so that I can get a better grade and up my GPA.&lt;br /&gt;There's talk about getting a BA, Masters and Doctorate???? What's a doctorate?&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can Breathe for a whole 2 weeks till winter session starts again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-602560619423915216?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/602560619423915216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=602560619423915216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/602560619423915216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/602560619423915216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/grades.html' title='Grades.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8425732535763290704</id><published>2008-12-16T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:56:52.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm my only follower.</title><content type='html'>Hello &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;, It's &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alicen&lt;/span&gt; stop talking to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Medic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Do I get people hooked on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I've tried the naked pictures for the guys, (Just go ahead and look for em)&lt;br /&gt;and for the girls.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ehh&lt;/span&gt;... err... look at the pretty flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While your at it, if you like a post - tag it with a comment. &lt;br /&gt;This might inspire me to write more specifically, to your desires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8425732535763290704?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8425732535763290704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8425732535763290704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8425732535763290704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8425732535763290704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-my-only-follower.html' title='I&apos;m my only follower.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-3560167122323266747</id><published>2008-12-16T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:48:06.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alzhiemers.</title><content type='html'>I need to vent for a moment here. Bare with me.&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have a loved one with Alzheimer's, you know what I'm talking about here.&lt;br /&gt;I love my mother in law. It's not often that a person can say this. She's a great lady.&lt;br /&gt;We live sorta together. We have an in-law setup and her apartment is attached to the main house. She's a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you, If I get asked the &lt;strong&gt;same&lt;/strong&gt; question &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to&lt;em&gt; snap&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You will see me cuffed and a &lt;em&gt;crazed&lt;/em&gt; look in my eye on the 10 o'clock news.&lt;br /&gt;"Daughter in law overwhelmed, killed mother in law over &lt;em&gt;a question&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, but really~&lt;br /&gt;We yell at each other and it's OK ten minutes later. I just need a break.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the go to person for all things and it seems that the information doesn't always make it to my plate and I'm left to answer questions, that I have completely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;no freaking clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alzheimer's is a terrible disease that has an impact on the entire family.&lt;br /&gt;If she can't remember when or even &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; she lit a cigarette, this could kill the rest of us too.&lt;br /&gt;So I worry. Especially because we don't yet have a fire detector that I can hear. They do make em, (strobe lights too) I just haven't gotten around to ordering it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harriscomm.com/"&gt;http://www.harriscomm.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best site I've found, yet. Everything a deaf chick might want, and more.&lt;br /&gt;If you're an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HLAA&lt;/span&gt; member you get a discount, too!&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I'm doing tonight. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ordering a few new fire detectors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gee you're smart!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-3560167122323266747?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/3560167122323266747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=3560167122323266747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3560167122323266747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3560167122323266747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/alzhiemers.html' title='Alzhiemers.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-2209341721859768609</id><published>2008-12-16T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:26:36.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a kid?</title><content type='html'>Today I got a call from the school nurse. Ty's sick, again. (He's not sick, he just doesn't want to be in school). Can't blame him there. In high school, if there was somewhere else I &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; be, I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So I get the call, tell the school nurse that I can be there in 20 minutes, I am just about to walk in the door to pick up my new hearing aids, in their spiffy purple color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get in and there's some confusion about needing an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;So, away again with no aids.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I can go get my hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;No appointments available till Saturday, but I have tentative plans for Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;So I browse the isles for goodies. Manic Panic, Enjoy conditioner, blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OOO&lt;/span&gt; Marshall's is right around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;After about 10 minutes of shopping, the phone rings. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH SHIT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My stuff stays in the cart and I bolt.&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the nurses office, and promptly apologize. I forgot my kid. He knew I forgot about him and was cool about it. He knows I'm not getting much sleep with finals on the brain. Plus we had the winter concert last night and .. and... and...&lt;br /&gt;I felt like such a fool! How could I forget my kid?&lt;br /&gt;We went out to lunch. I got a new tripod for my camera, and it WORKS... The things, I've been missing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-2209341721859768609?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/2209341721859768609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=2209341721859768609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2209341721859768609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2209341721859768609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-kid.html' title='I have a kid?'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-3255914377624126384</id><published>2008-12-15T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:40:38.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos!</title><content type='html'>I took the Science Final today, and I'm sure I did pretty well, after all I did study for it. Most of the questions were right out of our notes, so It was a matter of remembering what we wrote in our notes.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize that my Pluralism Final was today though, I thought it was Wednesday. Oh, well. Not much I can do about that. I couldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; what I read about Aida Alvarez, in our secondary book. I focused on my science stuff, since I thought that Pluralism was Wed.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I wanted to ace that class!&lt;br /&gt;On another point of Pluralism and Diversity, I got back my paper on Diversity in the workplace citing disabled people as my cause. Gee, I wonder why?!?! I got a 90 on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;esteemed&lt;/span&gt; teacher wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This was an Informative paper and I would not be surprised if you will be quoted in my course at some time in the future as a result of your advocacy in this necessary cause. I wish you luck!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to get out there~ and well, &lt;strong&gt;advocate &lt;/strong&gt;damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-3255914377624126384?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/3255914377624126384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=3255914377624126384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3255914377624126384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3255914377624126384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/kudos.html' title='Kudos!'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7088375038906414684</id><published>2008-12-14T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:40:21.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying</title><content type='html'>Who the HELL can study with the dishwasher going, the clothes washer going, the dryer going, the kids screaming (playing), and questions being thrown at you every which way??&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I am hearing impaired - so these things shouldn't bother me right? WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;These things are a irritating cacophony. Grating on my nerves like a cheese grater on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;delicate&lt;/span&gt; flesh.&lt;br /&gt;I think for sanity sake, I will put this off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; later this evening or nap time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have my purple people eaters back yet. There was some confusion last week as to whether or not I had an appointment, which I didn't. so,,,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7088375038906414684?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7088375038906414684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7088375038906414684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7088375038906414684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7088375038906414684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/studying.html' title='Studying'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-5950469694794743873</id><published>2008-12-12T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:41:40.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Dressing</title><content type='html'>Under normal circumstances, I would wear jeans and a tee shirt. However, this year I've decided to go formal.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I found "THE" dress. Boy did this dress sing it's song!&lt;br /&gt;I'm the type that will wear "good will" purchased dresses if I can find something that fits properly.&lt;br /&gt;But this year, I spent.....well.... let's just say,&lt;br /&gt;I've never spent &lt;em&gt;that much&lt;/em&gt; on a dress before. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;To think that it wasn't even on sale... What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wasn't? Who cares. I'm thrilled to the core!&lt;br /&gt;I now have a "little black dress" that I am delighted with.&lt;br /&gt;of course I wanted to show you a picture, but when I realized it's ON SALE ONLINE..&lt;br /&gt;crap, Do I return it? And order the one online? DELEMA, Not.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it......... and&lt;strong&gt; not&lt;/strong&gt; going to worry! I finally have reached a point in my life where~&lt;br /&gt;I AM WORTH IT.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. Now Shoes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized tonight why I did what I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lunacy! Full moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-5950469694794743873?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/5950469694794743873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=5950469694794743873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5950469694794743873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5950469694794743873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-dressing.html' title='Holiday Dressing'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-4425750055944230751</id><published>2008-12-09T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:05:27.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartoonist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/ST8ikZ9GaNI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZrN29_xQUEM/s1600-h/cartoon..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277975297139304658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/ST8ikZ9GaNI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZrN29_xQUEM/s320/cartoon..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just click on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comic&lt;/span&gt; strip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A hard of hearing artist &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting his art going, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it was funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can see more at About.com deafness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-4425750055944230751?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/4425750055944230751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=4425750055944230751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4425750055944230751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4425750055944230751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/cartoonist.html' title='Cartoonist'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/ST8ikZ9GaNI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZrN29_xQUEM/s72-c/cartoon..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-1498888985094782428</id><published>2008-12-08T17:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:39:55.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Medications KNOWN to cause hearing impairments</title><content type='html'>These drugs are labeled as "ototoxic" and there's a list a MILE long. Including most common medications that people take on a daily basis! Even drugs for treating tinnitus, are known to cause it..&lt;br /&gt;The Hearing Loss Association of America was at one point called SHHH, or Self Help for the Hard of Hearing. I imagine that the name was changed to reflect a more positive attitude torwards the group. "shhh" to a deaf person is like, silencing.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I have included the web address for you here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.netprocorp.com/shhh/nys/fall98/art4.htm"&gt;http://www.netprocorp.com/shhh/nys/fall98/art4.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if you can't get through the link.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to this, I have a list of potentially threatning toys on the market this holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to research this further:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ototoxic Drugs Exposed" 2nd Edition by: Neil Bauman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which lists 743 drugs, 30 herbs and 148 chemicals known for ototoxicity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor: It's time for the annual pre-Christmas warnings aboutloud toys. Here's the information from Minnesota's Sight &amp;amp;Hearing Association.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~14 of 18 toys tested pose hearing risk in 15 minutesFourteen of the 18 toys tested this year for Sight &amp;amp; HearingAssociation's annual Noisy Toys List sounded off louder than 100decibels (dBA). The time it takes to risk hearing damage at thatlevel? 15 minutes.For the 11th year, the nonprofit organization and researchersfrom the University of Minnesota tested toys- taken right offretailers' shelves- for potentially dangerous sound levels. Allof the toys measured over 90 dB directly at the speaker of thetoy. And 12 of the 18 are meant for children three years oryounger.The top offender on this year's list, Cars Shake 'N Go Mater byFisher Price, blared at 120.8 dB(A)- loud enough to risk hearingdamage in less than eight seconds. Little People ABC LetterSounds, a puzzle, topped out at 114.5 dB(A); and a smallhand-held musical toy, Disney High School Musical RockerzBoomin' Drums, measured 113.5 dB(A). All of those toys are loudenough to risk hearing damage in less than one minute.Sounds that are 85 dB or louder can permanently damage yourears. The louder the sound, the less time it takes to causedamage. For example, a sound at 85 dB may take as long as eighthours to cause permanent damage, while a sound at 100 dB canstart damaging hair cells after only 15 minutes of listening.According to guidelines by the National Institute forOccupational Safety and Health (NIOSH), part of the Centers forDisease Control, the permissible exposure time (the amount oftime you should listen) is cut in half with every 3 decibelsover 85 dB.Because of a child's shorter arm span, toys are oftenpotentially more dangerous to hearing because children hold themcloser to their ears. In the Sight &amp;amp; Hearing Association study,the toys were repeatedly tested at distances simulating how achild might hold the toy, directly near the ear (0 inches) andat arm's length (10 inches). A sound-proof acoustic chamber wasused to ensure accurate measurements.Until 2004, there were no regulations in the United Statesregarding the loudness of toys. An acoustics standard (ASTMF963), adopted and revised in March 2004 by ASTM International,states that a hand-held, table-top or crib toy cannot exceed 90dB 25 cm (approx. 10 in.) from the surface of the toy.Compliance with the standard is voluntary.Directly at the speaker of the toy, all of the toys tested thisyear measured louder than 90 dB. At 10 inches from the toy'ssurface, four of the toys measured louder than 90 dB: the LittlePeople ABC Letter Sounds puzzle (93.8 dB), Speed Racer MightyMach 5 RacingWheel (93.9 dB), Nano Blaster (92.2 dB), Shake 'NGo Nascar Jimmie Johnson (92.8 dB).Mina Le, M.D., a resident otolaryngologist at the University ofMinnesota, tested the toys, and offers the following advice. "Iwas surprised at how loud these toys were in general," she says."When shopping, buy toys that encourage imagination. Instead ofa toy guitar with five programmed songs, buy a regular guitarand let them sing any songs they want. Instead of a toy car thatmakes noise, buy a silent car and let them expend their energygrowling 'Vroom!'"Unlike with choking hazards and other injuries, there are noinjury statistics on toys and hearing loss. That's becausenoise-induced hearing loss is nearly impossible to track itsorigination.To protect a child's hearing, the Sight &amp;amp; Hearing Associationoffers the following tips:. Listen to a toy before you buy it. If it sounds loud to you,it's too loud for your child.. Report a loud toy. Call the Consumer Product Safety Commissionat 800/638-2772 or the Sight &amp;amp; Hearing Association at800/992-0424, or contact us by e-mail at&lt;a title="mailto:ReportAToy@sightandhearing.org" href="mailto:ReportAToy@sightandhearing.org"&gt;ReportAToy@sightandhearing.org&lt;/a&gt;.. Put masking or packing tape over the speaker on the toy. Thiswill help reduce the volume.. Buy toys with volume controls."Noise-induced hearing loss is cumulative," explains JuleeSylvester, Sight &amp;amp; Hearing Association spokesperson. "It doesn'ttypically happen from one event; it gradually happens over time.That's why it's important to start protecting hearing at a youngage."The Minnesota-based Sight &amp;amp; Hearing Association, founded in1939, is dedicated to enabling lifetime learning by identifyingpreventable vision and hearing loss in children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-1498888985094782428?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/1498888985094782428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=1498888985094782428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1498888985094782428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1498888985094782428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/medications-that-are-known-to-cause.html' title='Medications KNOWN to cause hearing impairments'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8545990258362354716</id><published>2008-12-07T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:27:07.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HLAA Information</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hearingloss.com/"&gt;http://hearingloss.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Information about everything hearing.&lt;br /&gt;At the Westchester, HLAA meeting yesterday we discussed the importance of communication.  Being that I was born hearing, and now hang in the balance of hearing and deaf worlds, I can truly understand the importance of communication. &lt;br /&gt;Not just speaking either. &lt;br /&gt;Body language, facial movement, articulation and enunciation.  Lets not forget EYE contact.  Some people say that I have a very intense eye contact.  Well - I've learned to focus on the eye and read the lips peripherally.  How?  I don't know, It just sort of happened.  Just like the fact that I can dilate my eyes on command.  &lt;em&gt;Really. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was working on the set of "The Interpreter" I was &lt;em&gt;told&lt;/em&gt; that Mr. Penn did not like my watching him.  Got it.  It wasn't meant to disturb anyone but that I was actually trying to learn technique.  Each person gets into character in different ways.  I simply thought I might learn something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I learned&lt;/em&gt; people dont like it when your &lt;em&gt;too intense&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;....only respect here Mr. Penn. &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, keep this in mind.  the next time your talking to someone, look at them directly.  It's a sign of respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8545990258362354716?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8545990258362354716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8545990258362354716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8545990258362354716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8545990258362354716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/hlaa-information.html' title='HLAA Information'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-3438071187136283657</id><published>2008-12-06T18:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:41:49.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Defining "me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/STsKSVku9_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Olw3OK6fUm0/s1600-h/highschoolalicen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276822698539808754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/STsKSVku9_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Olw3OK6fUm0/s320/highschoolalicen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my high school photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a curious thing, to age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer wear long nails or use quite as much hairspray. I sure as hell don't wear as much make-up.&lt;br /&gt;I have not given up my naive nature, believing in people as a whole entity, but a &lt;em&gt;select few&lt;/em&gt; have given me reason not to trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My femininity doesn't depend much on how other's view me. I use my nieces for the moments that requires a feminine expression by braiding hair.&lt;br /&gt;My deepest desire is not for the "knight in shinning armor" to save me. I have become my own savior. I make the choices that effect my life and my family's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some vanity remains, I must admit. I still want a few certain status symbols like the beamer. I'm pretty sure my morals are in tact. Although, on occasion I have been known to be "human" and err. I have accepted that.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I embrace the fact that I'm human these days.. Trying to teach my kids not to hold in their farts. I Burp with vigor. I am after all, living in a house with 4 males. Competition is a given! Not to worry, I save it all for home.&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;after all&lt;/em&gt; a very &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feminine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;creature. I have been told that I am "the epitome of feminine". Obviously some haven't heard me yell "Damn, ...clear the room!" and the giggles that follow, from the boys.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy tipping well, when I've eaten a good meal. These days they come too far and few. I pump my own gas, even when my husband is in the car. I paint, I fix broken things and I have been known as the "go to gal" when something needs to be built.&lt;br /&gt;I take baths (after scrubbing the tub of course). Calgon is sometimes invited too. I love Yankee Candles, and "Angel" perfume. My favorite color is purple which denotes "passion". I have a passion for art, in various forms. From pictures, paintings, and music.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy Robert Mondavi, Pinot Noir. Of which I had not ever liked wine until about 10 years ago, when I also found goat cheese. Refining the palate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I &lt;strong&gt;still &lt;/strong&gt;have a hearing Impairment.&lt;br /&gt;More pronounced now, than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with it and the many facets of life that surround this disability has been a challenge. Every now and again, I break down for a moment... only to get right back up and do something positive about it. I am a very positive person.  Through the years have learned to accept people for who they are and sometimes I am able to avoid their negativity.&lt;br /&gt;After all is said and done, I will continue to seek out the best person inside of me, allowing for the occasional human error. Perfectly Imperfect. Human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-3438071187136283657?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/3438071187136283657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=3438071187136283657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3438071187136283657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3438071187136283657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/defining-me.html' title='Defining &quot;me&quot;'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/STsKSVku9_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/Olw3OK6fUm0/s72-c/highschoolalicen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-1718556371040515619</id><published>2008-12-05T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:58:30.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The passing of "Dickens"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/STn4VKY6ilI/AAAAAAAAABI/EloElqaewq8/s1600-h/dickens2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276521480891042386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/STn4VKY6ilI/AAAAAAAAABI/EloElqaewq8/s400/dickens2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/STn4UXxoMgI/AAAAAAAAABA/_K3k0IMNFPQ/s1600-h/dickens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276521467304489474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/STn4UXxoMgI/AAAAAAAAABA/_K3k0IMNFPQ/s400/dickens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we ate our Thanksgiving diner, an animal suffered his final breaths. I pay tribute here to a feline that I captured in photo, at a session for another feline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-1718556371040515619?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/1718556371040515619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=1718556371040515619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1718556371040515619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1718556371040515619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/passing-of-dickens.html' title='The passing of &quot;Dickens&quot;'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/STn4VKY6ilI/AAAAAAAAABI/EloElqaewq8/s72-c/dickens2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7345976499585906739</id><published>2008-12-05T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:17:13.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aids in for a fix?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am without my aids for a whole week.  They've been checked into the body shop for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blinging&lt;/span&gt;.  As per previous posts, I want to get more involved with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HLAA&lt;/span&gt; and other hearing impaired advocacy venues.  So, a, purple they will go. A purple they will go, hi ho the dairy -o a purple they will go.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Phonak&lt;/span&gt;) are changing out the casing of the aids.  I should have them back by Friday of next week.  Which means tomorrow I go to another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HLAA&lt;/span&gt; meeting without em.  I'm OK with that!  They have f.m. systems that I can use there to hear better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, I'm gonna put &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Swarovski&lt;/span&gt; crystals on em and little blinking lights.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No, not &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Purple OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lights, trashy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My whole reason behind the purple hearing aids is to make them a little more "cool" for kids to think about.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Beige, boring.  Purple- hey that's cool.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The more these kids get to see people with hearing aids (even the beige ones) the more they are likely to be accepting of disabilities.  I plan on talking with some of the folks tomorrow about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;approaching&lt;/span&gt; the schools in the area about disability in school.  Perhaps some public speaking is in order?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7345976499585906739?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7345976499585906739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7345976499585906739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7345976499585906739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7345976499585906739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/aids-in-for-fix.html' title='Aids in for a fix?'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-1538814723294904353</id><published>2008-12-05T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:07:44.187-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pilates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Painting party.</title><content type='html'>I'm considering having all of you over to my house to help me paint the damn place. Just kidding, I'm too damn picky, being the daughter of a painter. It has to be done with my exacting measures.... murals and all. ...even Tess can attest to that one, she did a mural in the "green room".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know my artistic value is sometimes thrust onto the walls. Not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain, old, one color painting of the living room.  (finally)  I feel like I'm living in limbo - that there's so much to be done with the house and I can't possibly get to it all, so why bother trying?  Well, the fire has been lit, and my butts getting warm.  When it gets too hot to stand, I'm going to paint, Paint, and then I'm going to paint some more.  Not only will it help me soothe my erratic household but It will give me the alley-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oop&lt;/span&gt; to the Pilate's intensive coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too damn cold to Rollerblade around the lake,  Tess gives up on me when I want to go play tennis, and the dog hurts muscles when I want to play with her..  Damn you people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my kids don't read this blog, nor are other people in my life even remotely interested in such activities, I can speak about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;.  Boy oh boy, I can't wait for Christmas!  Uncle Dean has decided to get the boys the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; for Christmas, which leaves everyone else to get games for it (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;).  Considering I don't buy myself diamonds and pearls at every turn, I think I deserve a Little &lt;em&gt;something something&lt;/em&gt;.  How about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; "Fit"? Not only can I do exercises indoors, I can do it a little &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cooler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!  I think that is a pretty good alternative to something I won't wear anyhow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-1538814723294904353?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/1538814723294904353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=1538814723294904353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1538814723294904353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1538814723294904353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/painting-party.html' title='Painting party.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-5795329281885584966</id><published>2008-12-04T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:42:20.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi for diner</title><content type='html'>Yeah the guys had fun eating sushi at our local spot. I don't eat fish, never mind RAW fish.&lt;br /&gt;The last time I ate fish, I lived on City Island and I remember that well... Waking up every morning to the smell of rotting leftovers. Mmmmm. Yummy. Lobster used to be nice but since my stint on the island, no way. I almost had a &lt;em&gt;particular difficulty&lt;/em&gt; tonight while the guys ate the raw fish. Gag.&lt;br /&gt;I must confess though, it was hilarious to see Joe "crying" from the wasabi. I get a kick outta pain. One of few ways to get a man to cry, Give him wasabi or... tell him you're leaving him! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Today was Joey's birthday and it was &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; choice of food. I have to say the kid eats really well. A whole sushi deluxe platter!&lt;br /&gt;Plus what ever else his brother couldn't finish.. He's only 9. Football player, ya think?&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm off to finish Nancy's book,&lt;br /&gt;and hope the chiropractor is open tomorrow. ;)&lt;br /&gt;and what did this have to do with hearing?, nothing... nothing at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-5795329281885584966?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/5795329281885584966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=5795329281885584966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5795329281885584966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5795329281885584966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/sushi-for-diner.html' title='Sushi for diner'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-4903137039742819346</id><published>2008-12-04T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:24:35.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That time of year.</title><content type='html'>This is the time of year that I start longing for a hot, dry (albeit imaginary) vacation spot.  With everything going on in my life right now I can't &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; go anywhere, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;never mind&lt;/span&gt; a place&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would like to go! &lt;br /&gt;Many of you are thinking about your planned mid winter vacations and me, I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;imagining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; myself going to exotic lands.  Can't bring kids or the pooch to an exotic getaway and have it remain that way, for long anyhow. &lt;br /&gt;Now, I've been up and down the East Coast, but never left this side of the states or the country for more than an hour, for that matter.  As far North as Canada (the falls) and to the south Florida.  While these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vacay's&lt;/span&gt; have been nice.. there are so many places I would like to go, Dubai for one.  I saw a very interesting program on the man made island down/over there. &lt;br /&gt;Then again, I want to see the unique ice hotels in Iceland, too!  Sleep on a block of ice covered in fur??  Yep, primal. &lt;br /&gt;How about England and Stone Henge?  That's on my list.  Got to be cool standing near those huge blocks of stone with mysterious origins... &lt;br /&gt;A friend that I made recently told me to consider Hungary, where both of my parents are from.  Hey, if the food is half as good as my mother's cooking, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; there. &lt;br /&gt;Do they have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt; in Hungary? ... Sorry, I thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if sign language is used in Hungary and which one?  There are so many different sign languages that every spoken language could have a potential sign language.&lt;br /&gt;I guess if a place can be imagined - I could go at any time. Lucky for me, my imagination is pretty well intact.  Where else could a girl go?  Japan, Africa, Australia.. sure.  Who's buying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-4903137039742819346?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/4903137039742819346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=4903137039742819346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4903137039742819346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4903137039742819346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-time-of-year.html' title='That time of year.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-9091124618886909678</id><published>2008-12-03T16:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:27:15.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>While pain can be welcome at times to acknowledge a problem that needs to be addressed, now is not the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My head is killing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;No matter what I do, no matter how much Advil I take, the pain just wont go away. I spent the entire day on the couch, listening to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soundscapes&lt;/span&gt; (quietly). Dozing off here and there trying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; to get comfortable. Nothing. The pain still hangs behind my eyes right now. It's really annoying because it's changing my very patient demeanor into something not so pleasant... Someone I don't like to be.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you complain to? My kids certainly don't want to hear about my complaints!&lt;br /&gt;My dog just goes on being a dog.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more to add, just grumbling about a nasty headache...&lt;br /&gt;Damn you, Nancy...lol I read half of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A troubled guest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night.&lt;br /&gt;Probably wont write tomorrow as it's my eldest childs birthday and he chose &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SUSHI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;ick....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-9091124618886909678?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/9091124618886909678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=9091124618886909678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/9091124618886909678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/9091124618886909678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-4090923886305779729</id><published>2008-12-02T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:21:50.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhaustion</title><content type='html'>Nancy is giving me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Literally&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ironic that it's not her &lt;em&gt;literature&lt;/em&gt; that's causing the pain but the fact that I can't put the damn books down. I bring them with me to bed. I bring them with me to school, so I can read in between classes, too. But the night time reading is what does it. I get such a kink in my neck and &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is what causes my headaches! Nancy really had nothing to do with it! Except of course for her role in writing my current attraction. I've finished &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;voice lessons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and of course &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plain text&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, onward to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;a troubled guest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I gave a presentation, after writing a 6 or seven page scientific paper on Cochlear Implants. When I get my grade back, I'll share that with y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Back to Exhaustion.  Did you know that Hard of hearing people have to work that much harder to understand speech AND that there is a term called Audio Exhaustion?  Well, I must be the epitome of Audio Exhausted cause... I crashed today, and almost missed picking up the toddler at day care!  I think this end of the semester stuff is harder and coming more frequently than is has before.&lt;br /&gt;But on a lighter note I had a laughing fit today..  I being the generous gal that I am.. offered to share my books on Mairs to anyone else using her for the last English paper of the year.  When another classmate said "Oh, yeah... I'll take it. " I was a bit skeptical, to say the least.  I then replied "you're going to return it after you read it right?"&lt;br /&gt;to which his statement showed me the reason for my "A" work and his undoubted failure..  "OH,, you mean, I have to read it? Oh, man.."&lt;br /&gt;Don't put too much effort into it pal, you might get a "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"... for &lt;em&gt;dumbass&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Needless to say - I'd rather donate to book to the campus library and let others get something out of her writing like I did....  Balls... and a Voice...  Now I just have to perfect it... then die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-4090923886305779729?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/4090923886305779729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=4090923886305779729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4090923886305779729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4090923886305779729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/12/exhaustion.html' title='Exhaustion'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-8549157888252781836</id><published>2008-11-28T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:03:16.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nancy Mairs</title><content type='html'>I am currently reading some of Nancy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mairs&lt;/span&gt;' essays and let me tell you that she is one talented writer.  I understand most of the content but the meaning and the feeling, hits &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; close to home.  Nancy is a self named "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cripple&lt;/span&gt;" with M.S.   A hearty woman with an enormous view, so intense.&lt;br /&gt;I think I read most of the book I was reading last night and intend to finish the book tonight.  This will free me up for a daunting session on Cochlear Implants and translating all of the techno language into a 6 page thesis.  I thought that if I read a bit more on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nancy&lt;/span&gt; I could learn a bit about writing.  Well, I've only just begun in Nancy's work and I'm already hooked. &lt;br /&gt;I hold her in ranks with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hawthorne&lt;/span&gt;, Twain, and of course, myself. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; yeah, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope to achieve such a grand and eloquent style that Nancy carries. &lt;br /&gt;Books to read: "A Troubled Guest" and "Voice Lessons".  Plan on finishing "Plain Text" tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Nancy who knows when a girl could use some inspirational writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-8549157888252781836?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/8549157888252781836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=8549157888252781836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8549157888252781836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/8549157888252781836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/nancy-mairs.html' title='Nancy Mairs'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-4691780205386577380</id><published>2008-11-28T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:45:33.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk 4 Hearing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's May 2nd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to hit up my friends and family for money, but should &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;decide this is something you would like to do, send me a note and I&lt;em&gt; will&lt;/em&gt; take your money. &lt;br /&gt;I plan on walking this year and welcome any and all who would like to join us for a worthy cause. &lt;br /&gt;Details in future blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-4691780205386577380?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/4691780205386577380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=4691780205386577380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4691780205386577380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/4691780205386577380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/walk-4-hearing.html' title='Walk 4 Hearing.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-5082606810752992072</id><published>2008-11-26T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:22:44.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have a wonderful holiday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your fingers out of the pies till they're served, &lt;br /&gt;dont take the last peice of white meat with out asking others if they want it &lt;em&gt;men&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;And by all means, if you get drunk, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BE A QUIET DRUNK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-5082606810752992072?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/5082606810752992072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=5082606810752992072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5082606810752992072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5082606810752992072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-868052003583003555</id><published>2008-11-26T17:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:48:09.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Captioned Movies.</title><content type='html'>My local theater &lt;strong&gt;does &lt;/strong&gt;have captioned movies.&lt;br /&gt;But, they aren't what I'd call &lt;em&gt;everybody&lt;/em&gt; movies. That, and it's once a month.&lt;br /&gt;The "stereotypical" crowd of older aged citizens would enjoy the movie they have listed, I think.&lt;br /&gt;I would rather see different styles of movies, like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SAW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. God, I love horror flicks!&lt;br /&gt;Your brain understands that this is theatrics but, you still cringe when the victim reaches into the acid to get the key that ultimately &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; unlock the horrific contraption that's going to rip her rib cage apart... But, doesn't ...and her guts spill out of the floor.. breathe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, Run on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sentence&lt;/span&gt;, I know &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;don't care. Ha, take that English majors!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can you imagine what words they use as her guts spill on the floor? "squish" um, no. More like "screams end in wet dripping sound". I want to see a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;captioner&lt;/span&gt; have some balls and do something more descriptive!&lt;br /&gt;For local listings, you can look online at your theaters website, look for the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accommodations&lt;/span&gt;" tab, and then for Captioning, the "cc" tab aught to get you where you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;I will keep my eyes peeled for a good movie to see in theaters... and will let you know how it goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-868052003583003555?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/868052003583003555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=868052003583003555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/868052003583003555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/868052003583003555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/captioned-movies.html' title='Captioned Movies.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7857395960195362715</id><published>2008-11-23T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:32:47.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captioned movies'/><title type='text'>Reading and Writing</title><content type='html'>I haven't had much time this weekend to &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; read. Took the kids to a movie on Friday night, which I must say did not go well. The PTA at my kids school held a movie night. For a dollar (per person) you can go and watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Panda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived late - and the setting was dark. Really dark. We brought our blanket and pillow. Not that the big kid would share with anyone else. Found a spot all the way at the back. Perched our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tushies&lt;/span&gt;, ate our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;, and watched &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;KFP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Most of my time was spent chasing the little guy around the gym, in the dark. There was a concession stand and no sooner that the last bite from their diners, I received &lt;em&gt;many requests&lt;/em&gt; for money to purchase items. Did I not just treat your butts to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;McD's&lt;/span&gt;??? though I usually give in, this time I stood my ground.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HOHers&lt;/span&gt; don't do movies. I haven't seen a movie (in theatres) since&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and that was subtitled!&lt;br /&gt;So, needless to say I did not enjoy myself. On top of it all, the kids decided about 3/4 of the way through that they were going to play with their friends instead of watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped my science seminar (that I could have gotten a(very needed) extra 10 points on a test for.) so that they could enjoy a movie - out.&lt;br /&gt;Good Mommy? More like sucker for a cute face. Don't give me that lip..... Not the lip... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ooooh&lt;/span&gt;, OK.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent in the company of family. I made a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kickin&lt;/span&gt;' Lasagna (one of few things we can all agree that we like). Who doesn't love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cheeeezey&lt;/span&gt; goodness?&lt;br /&gt;Back to the movie thing, there are movie theatres that &lt;strong&gt;caption&lt;/strong&gt; movies on special nights. Usually a weeknight, and most of the theatres are in the city. Wouldn't it be great if your LOCAL theatre had one, like say, Once a month? I'm gonna check into that. Lets see what I can inspire in the local theatre industry. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7857395960195362715?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7857395960195362715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7857395960195362715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7857395960195362715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7857395960195362715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/reading-and-writing.html' title='Reading and Writing'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-1222943127415938864</id><published>2008-11-22T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T17:12:35.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rethinking dog training.</title><content type='html'>For one thing, over the last week or so, I've met some great new friends.  Friends that shared their canine companions with me!  This week I've met some fantastic kids that with the help of their canine buddies, are much happier!  If you recall, I was thinking about training Katie to do some canine "hearing" things for me, and dismissed the thought.  Well, after meeting these adorable pups (and their respective owners) I'm rethinking about it. &lt;br /&gt;Even if I can just take Katie everywhere with me, that would be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given a pamphlet from one of these owners, and want to share this information with you!  If you were thinking of getting a pooch, and have a hearing impairment or &lt;em&gt;ANY other&lt;/em&gt; disability, it would be worth your while to check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canine Companions for Independence.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Service Dogs assist adults with physical disabilities by performing daily tasks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hearing Dogs alert the deaf and hard of hearing to important sounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Facility Dogs work with a professional in a visitation, education, or health care setting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Skilled Companions enhance Independence for children and adults with physical, cognitive and developmental disabilities.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@cci.org"&gt;info@cci.org&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.cci.org/"&gt;www.cci.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1-800-572-bark(2275&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is a non profit organization!  If you can donate, please do!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There are so many needy kids out there that would love to have a companion by their side! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-1222943127415938864?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/1222943127415938864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=1222943127415938864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1222943127415938864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/1222943127415938864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/rethinking-dog-training.html' title='Rethinking dog training.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7434539472896875095</id><published>2008-11-21T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:35:55.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime Reader</title><content type='html'>O.K. So not a good book to be reading at bedtime. I fell asleep before the "introduction".&lt;br /&gt;Next up "Cochlear Implants" by Susan B &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Waltzman&lt;/span&gt; and J. Thomas Roland Jr.&lt;br /&gt;Already scanning through it - looks like Doctor speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it looks like I'm closer to bionics than I previously thought. Part of the evaluation process is to test recognition scores. Less than 30% in the best condition, is a qualification. My recent scores were Right ear 48% and left 32%. So, on the teetering precipice, I stand...Waiting.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should be glad that I don't qualify but, realistically, I want to hear again, desperately.&lt;br /&gt;I remember Tori Amos' breathy voice in "china" hitting my ears, long hair flapping out the sun roof of C.J.'s Eagle Talon, with the sun shinning and my heart overjoyed. Back then my recognition scores were at around 85%. I could hear the high notes of "times".&lt;br /&gt;At least I had them. Some folks have hearing impairments long before mine started rearing it's ugly head. Which leads me to think about a situation. I know many culturally deaf parents believe in keeping their children within the confines of the deaf community.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I would do if my child were born deaf. I know that I love music, and that I would hope that my child could enjoy the same. Children can now be implanted at the age of 2. I think, some earlier. The Cochlear Implant companies want you to see the 5 year old playing the piano, with his implant on... But what about the one that the operation didn't work, and now there's no chance of re-implantation? Hard to think about but if they were my shoes, I think I would go for the implantation... Give my kid at least a &lt;em&gt;chance&lt;/em&gt; of hearing the joy that I know............&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7434539472896875095?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7434539472896875095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7434539472896875095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7434539472896875095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7434539472896875095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/bedtime-reader.html' title='Bedtime Reader'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-6804101113366326178</id><published>2008-11-20T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:10:13.135-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LHH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tinnitus'/><title type='text'>Bad Days</title><content type='html'>We all have them, BAD days.  Today is mine!&lt;br /&gt;Some how every light turned red, every parking spot was taken, and I forgot to go to an appointment... &lt;em&gt;Sorry Erica&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would somebody Please tell me that Obama did not spend 71K on carpet.....?&lt;br /&gt;Shit.  I can think of some really poor folk that could use that money!  Hell, that would educate at least two students in a community college, Feed plenty of homeless, even kick start a failing economy... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.?  Hearing aids for someone in need,  even a Cochlear Implant could be accomplished with 71k.  I will stop now.&lt;br /&gt;I read a book last night on "The effects of Genetic Hearing Impairment in the Family" By &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dafydd&lt;/span&gt; Stephens and Leslie Jones.  This was a compilation of studies done on different hearing losses.  Most interesting is the level of annoyance of tinnitus.  This is a big problem for many hearing impaired people! &lt;br /&gt;For about a month or so now I've had an louder than normal, ringing in my left ear.  My friend suggested I look to the League for the Hard of Hearing.   I did!  They have a program where you basically desensitize your ears to the ringing.  Kind of like reprogramming your ears what to listen to.  The program can take a while... It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;can help&lt;/span&gt; you in 6 months, or up to 2 years.  It depends on the individuals needs.  I'm considering contacting them about this because my ear is bugging me big time. &lt;br /&gt;I start a new book tonight, "Cochlear Implants - Objective Measures"  ........wish me luck. &lt;br /&gt;P.S. the dog is doing fine.  the kids are pains in the butts.  It was "first snow" today.  just a sprinkling but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking about my rusty old snowboard...  (I bought one a few years ago to use on the 10 foot slope in my back yard) gotta start somewhere.. pathetic.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just let the kids use it as a sled again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-6804101113366326178?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/6804101113366326178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=6804101113366326178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6804101113366326178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/6804101113366326178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-days.html' title='Bad Days'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-2408071607118056648</id><published>2008-11-18T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:02:47.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assistance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insurance'/><title type='text'>Insurance Coverage</title><content type='html'>I was wrong!  This is one of the few times, I &lt;em&gt;like&lt;/em&gt; being wrong too! &lt;br /&gt;Some insurance carriers recently added hearing aids to thier covered allowances.  You will still have to check with your provider to see &lt;em&gt;how much&lt;/em&gt; coverage is allowed.  Some insurance carriers cover up to $1,000.- per year.  Others, not so much.  The better the plan, the better the coverage.&lt;br /&gt;For individuals who &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cannot afford&lt;/span&gt; hearing aids, there are numerous routes you can go.  The Starkey Corporation has a foundation that provides free/ low cost hearing aids for those who qualify.  You have to meet income (or lack of) requirements. &lt;br /&gt;There is also in New York State: Vocational and Educational Services for Individuals with Disabilities(V.E.S.I.D).  Again,  you have to meet financial requirements. &lt;br /&gt;If you do a general search for "hearing aid assistance" there is a plethora of information available. &lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that you have to ask questions about everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you can't help me, do you know of another source that can assist me with the financial obligation of hearing aids?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Are there local programs that can assist me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is there any more information that you can offer me regarding my situation?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's no shame in asking for help.  We've all been there at one point or another in our lives. Also, try not to feel guilty taking the assistance, that's what our good tax dollars are for!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-2408071607118056648?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/2408071607118056648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=2408071607118056648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2408071607118056648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2408071607118056648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/insurance-coverage.html' title='Insurance Coverage'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-5713351784558506485</id><published>2008-11-17T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:59:02.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cochlear Implants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology.'/><title type='text'>I told you so.</title><content type='html'>The Hearing Loss Magazine for November/December, has an article on hearing aids and Blue tooth capabilities.  They include in the article my hearing aids.  I am delighted to tell you that there's a lot more than just these products out there!  Many hearing aid company's see the need for blue tooth capability in hearing aids, and one person even suggests that they incorporate the blue tooth directly in the hearing aids.  I plan on checking into this further.  There are some great products out there! &lt;br /&gt;Of course none of these great products are covered in your health insurance plan.  The only thing that &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; covered is Cochlear Implants.  For the Cochlear Implants, you have to &lt;em&gt;qualify&lt;/em&gt;.  Exactly what goes into the qualification process I cannot tell you at this point. I simply haven't gotten there yet.  I do know that weighing in all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pro's&lt;/span&gt; and con's are vital to your decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the negative factors that play into your decision making like permanent and complete loss of residual hearing, rejection, damaging the implant, etc...  Can be countered by the positive impact It could have.  I have heard great things about Cochlear Implants from friends who use them.  I'm writing a paper on them now so, you can expect to hear a lot more about them in the coming weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note: I got a "95" on my "Pulitzer" paper and have decided not to publish it here in my blog.  Should you be interested,  leave a note and I will reconsider.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-5713351784558506485?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/5713351784558506485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=5713351784558506485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5713351784558506485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/5713351784558506485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-told-you-so.html' title='I told you so.'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-9157695391549521163</id><published>2008-11-16T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:38:02.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoom Link'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phonak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Icom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bluetooth'/><title type='text'>I love Technology!</title><content type='html'>I love sharing information on technology that might assist other people!&lt;br /&gt;I am loving the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fm&lt;/span&gt; system I have by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Phonak&lt;/span&gt;. (Zoom Link) (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Icom&lt;/span&gt;). Not only can I actually hear my professors at school, I've used it in other situations like a nieces birthday party. There were so many kids running around that day! I found that even with my hearing aids I couldn't really understand the kids with all the background noises so I figured I would give the FM system a try. Lo and Behold, &lt;em&gt;clarity!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fm&lt;/span&gt; system takes the sound in it's entirety and pipes it right into my head. My hearing aids just amplify the high end that's missing. There is such a difference in sound that during my usual appointment with the hearing clinic to rehab my ears, we noticed an immediate recognition difference for the better! My scores were improved dramatically!&lt;br /&gt;Should I ? Could I? Would I? Wear the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fm&lt;/span&gt; system all the time? Nah, there are times when quiet in a house filled with little boys usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;screeching&lt;/span&gt; can be golden.&lt;br /&gt;This particular system with boot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;integration&lt;/span&gt; has blue tooth capabilities. Yeah, I can talk on the phone. But, only my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cellular&lt;/span&gt; so far. The amount of noise in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;background&lt;/span&gt; can make the conversation difficult. I just have to make sure that if I'm going to be on the phone for a while, that I'm in a pretty quiet space and that the phone call isn't going from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cel&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cel&lt;/span&gt;. Some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cellular&lt;/span&gt; microphones have a short span of time for the mic before it cuts off the persons word/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sentence&lt;/span&gt;. I found this to be true with a recent conversation where I was constantly requesting the person repeat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;them self&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I could get an adapter for my house phone in the future, if the need arises. Right now, I'm just getting used to all the new sounds, and using speakerphone at home. So, watch your language if you call me at home, the kids might hear and Joey's &lt;em&gt;already&lt;/em&gt; got a foul tongue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-9157695391549521163?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/9157695391549521163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=9157695391549521163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/9157695391549521163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/9157695391549521163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-technology.html' title='I love Technology!'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-7426428207098991406</id><published>2008-11-15T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:37:46.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Say What?</title><content type='html'>Ever notice when you're sick how your ears tend to clog up?  Well, if you have a hearing impairment, it makes for a more difficult day.  I slept all day ignoring everything, except of course Stephen's nap time. ;) &lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ENT&lt;/span&gt; told me at my last visit, that I had negative pressure in my ears and that may have caused a slightly elevated level of ringing in my left ear.  They're still ringing.  My right ear has lost another 30-35 decibels at 1000&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hz&lt;/span&gt;.   At the suggestion of a dear friend, who knows the ins and outs of everything having to do with ears, I'm going to contact the League for the Hard of Hearing and see if there is another way to test my ears or give me some insight into this progression that I'm having.  I will share the results as well as the information to get these tests if you too should desire them.&lt;br /&gt;-back to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-7426428207098991406?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/7426428207098991406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=7426428207098991406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7426428207098991406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/7426428207098991406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/say-what.html' title='Say What?'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-2865899050343691960</id><published>2008-11-14T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:39:01.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The dog</title><content type='html'>I KNOW! I should be writing about my hearing and stuff but, she's important to me. Katie started acting weird the other day after a game of ball. She stopped doing all of her favorite things like playing ball, jumping up on the couch to perch on the top and nap, following me around the house so that if I made one false move she'd get stepped on and yelp. She just hung around on the floor. She was obviously in pain. This got me thinking about Freddie.&lt;br /&gt;Freddie was my first dog (without parental supervision). I was living with some roommates and they had dogs. I always wanted a Cocker Spaniel, and when walking around in the Danbury fair mall in Danbury, CT I stopped in the pet store to say "Hi" to all the babies. Who doesn't love a cute puppy?&lt;br /&gt;I saw a cute little fur ball with a sale sign overhead. Who can resist a sale? On a cute puppy no less! Anyhow, the little guy just thrilled me to the core. At the time I didn't have much, in the way of money so I financed the purchase of the dog. (huge mistake to finance at 25%)&lt;br /&gt;So, Freddie came home with me. I got food, a collar, leash and a bunch of other stuff, (financed as well). Freddie was my baby, I loved that dog so much but, after 4 years he developed a problem with his spine, which I now know is a Cocker Spaniel trait. So, If I didn't do a $3,k surgery to save him, he would surely die. I didn't have $3,K. Never mind his chances of survival after the surgery were like 50/50. Then~ another chance he could be paralyzed and have to have a doggie wheel chair. So the outlook was grim. I couldn't let my puppy continue to be in pain!&lt;br /&gt;I put him to sleep. It was one of the hardests things I've ever had to do, But I knew that it was best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Katie started showing signs similar to Freddy's, panic set in.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the vet yesterday and it looks like she just twisted a muscle or something. It does not look like the spine thing. The Dr. sent me home with Rimadyl for the pooch. She's already back up on the couch, jumping baby gates and bringing her ball to me for a game.&lt;br /&gt;I am so relieved. But only time will tell. Freddie got better before he got worse. the vet even said to bring her back if she's not better in about 10 days and we'll do x-rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vet also sent us home with BreathaLyser +, a drinking water additive for plaque. She's got some nasty doggie breath and this is supposed to help that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people with disabilities train their pets to assist them. Like a bark when the phone rings, or a signal that someone rang the doorbell. I thought for about 3 seconds on training Katie to do some of these things but, I just want her to be Katie. For a really long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-2865899050343691960?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/2865899050343691960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=2865899050343691960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2865899050343691960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/2865899050343691960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/dog.html' title='The dog'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576978431075336612.post-3316604881229495229</id><published>2008-11-13T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:45:14.201-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOH'/><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>For my first post I figure I will clue you in to my personal surroundings.  I am the married mother of three boys.  Dog, Cats, and a baby garter snake we're letting go of in the spring when it gets warmer. &lt;br /&gt;I am hearing impaired, Hard of Hearing, half deaf and there's a whole lot of other ways to say that.  There's so many ways to say it but only one way not to.  Don't ever call me stupid. &lt;br /&gt;I might not have a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beamer&lt;/span&gt;" in the driveway (yet), I might not have Yale academics, but I do have plenty of &lt;em&gt;life experience&lt;/em&gt; and very dear friends, that know &lt;em&gt;I ain't no dummy&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would like to achieve with this blog is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;to share information on hearing impairments &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;educate those who either are hearing impaired or those who have friends and family with hearing impairments.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;an outlet for my meandering thoughts! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Your opinions are welcome, just don't assume everyone else will share your opinion. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't had your ears tested, go make an appointment!  The first thing I realized as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HOHer&lt;/span&gt; is that you&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;can't tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; without testing, that you have something wrong.   I waited many years before I realized what was going on.  Maybe denial had something to do with it, but I made the assumption that I was fine... I could hear people saying things, just not make out &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; they were saying! &lt;br /&gt;So, there couldn't be &lt;em&gt;anything wrong&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy was that far from the truth!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have slowly, progressively lost the high end of my hearing.  To the extent that I no longer hear above 1500 Hz.  (Before I get on the technical stuff in future posts,  I will finish what I'm saying) &lt;br /&gt;The low end is pretty good actually.  I have what's called a "Ski Slope" hearing loss.  Picture the triple diamond!  Starts out really high, then plummets to a severe low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing about it?  Nothing.  There isn't anything anyone &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; do.  Although, I have read an article on re-growing lost hair in the cochlea, they haven't figured out how to isolate it to the cochlea.  See Guinness' world records for ear hair!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Eeew&lt;/span&gt;.  That is not something I would like to be known for ! &lt;br /&gt;Hearing aids are not like glasses, there is no instant "fix".  There is much to consider in adjusting hearing aids, and even then if you're like me, you go back to the audiologist every week or so, trying to perfect it!  We still have a long way to go.  There are so many different adjustments you can make to hearing aids these days, it's not a simple "crank the volume." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love my hearing aids.  I am currently wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Phonak's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Naida&lt;/span&gt;.  See &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Phonak's&lt;/span&gt; web site if you're interested in looking for pics.  They are about the same size as my very first pair of hearing aids! &lt;br /&gt;But, they come in PURPLE.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Stylin&lt;/span&gt;!  I have yet to &lt;em&gt;get them&lt;/em&gt; in purple.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The power of purple compels you!&lt;/strong&gt;...... sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got an FM system by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;phonak&lt;/span&gt; that allows me to hear my teachers without struggling, or lip reading a whole lot.  I'm still exhausted after classes from trying to understand things, though!  Never mind the late nights researching the many papers I have due, or have handed in already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College, yeah.  Ain't it great! &lt;br /&gt;I am currently working on my associates in "Business Technologies."  After that who knows?&lt;br /&gt;Bachelors, Masters, PHD???  Options are grand.  Potential even better!  I wouldn't mind getting up there in smarts like my good subject "Joseph Pulitzer". &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Pulitzer was an immigrant from Hungary.  Learned, then later mastered English, studied law on his own time, purchased a newspaper, rose to great heights as a journalist.  There's so much more to the mad man with manic depressive disorder, and retinal detachment that I can't possibly start writing on him now.  Maybe I'll post my paper on him when it gets a grade and returned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576978431075336612-3316604881229495229?l=alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/feeds/3316604881229495229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2576978431075336612&amp;postID=3316604881229495229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3316604881229495229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2576978431075336612/posts/default/3316604881229495229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicenpenzesnoselli.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Alicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12333981033889779382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3he8JpXasW4/Sz67FdtTO7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cr6V2VzNjwA/S220/school+011.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
