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I made a few resolutions for 2010 though I wasn't too stressed about achieving them: I resolve not to stab anyone in 2010. Achieved!  Came close a few times, but I made it through.  Practicing kata in the basement helps with the whole "not stabbing" thing.

I took this early in November from the back of the house: It's been a while since there was a photo around here.

Went to Third Degree Glass Factory for their Third Friday event, which was also their eighth anniversary.  I made six glass beads, and we watched them put a molten glass pumpkin into a tank of water and dry ice.  It lasted a few seconds before exploding, tossing pieces of glass

I love 3-D jigsaw puzzles.  Four pieces live on my shelf at work, a sapphire, a green apple, a heart, and a crescent moon.  At home I have a red apple, a rose, and a four-leafed clover.  This week I picked up a new one, meet Yorick the skull: Alas,

Today is the tenth of October, 2010, at 10:10am.  We will not see this for another hundred years, and we only have two more days like it this century, 11th November next year, and 12th December 2012.

Telegraph Education: Putting pen to paper. ... handwriting has never been more modish. Everyone and their dog would appear to be having stationery designed. The theory is that this is a recession thing: despite being destitute, we are making time for real relationships, and nothing says "human touch" more

We're back from Las Vegas! We had a great time, walked our feet off up and down the Strip, went to a buffet at the Bellagio, two awesome Cirque du Soleil shows (O at the Bellagio and Ka at the MGM Grand), and saw Phantom of the Opera

Fifteen years ago today, Hubby and I got married in Millmead Baptist Church in Guildford.  I love you Paul! Every three years we go and see Phantom Of The Opera for our anniversary.  Paul's sister gave us front row seats at Her Majesty's Theatre in London

Nice article in the Telegraph: Classic Morris Minor. Here's a good test of your personality: do you have a weakness for the Morris Minor? Because it's mighty hard to warm to anybody who doesn't harbour a sneaking affection for this darling of a car.