<?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-2785046811112764484</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:22:10.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>muse you</title><subtitle type='html'>ideas that inspire</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-7460532909370986284</id><published>2008-01-16T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T11:37:02.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veggies = Yummy Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R447t0M2kdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SLLjG7hTkqM/s1600-h/vegetable+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R447t0M2kdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SLLjG7hTkqM/s200/vegetable+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156124281678500306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vegetable is a great food group. So for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; owner who is looking to make themselves unique - serve veggies. Not like Boston Market though. You are going to make veggies and fruit the new craving of the fast food belly. Here is how you do it. First make the veggies have flavor by adding well paired herbs. Then prepare them in variety(ex. raw, steamed, roasted, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;southern&lt;/span&gt; style). Nest you will accompany the veggies with some grilled chicken served kabob style or with a quick to cook fish. For the kids meals they get veggies on a stick with a dip choice. Serve a fresh fruit cup for the sweet tooth and now you have your own identity and serving a market that has long been ignored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-7460532909370986284?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7460532909370986284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=7460532909370986284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/7460532909370986284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/7460532909370986284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/veggies-are-yummy.html' title='Veggies = Yummy Money'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R447t0M2kdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SLLjG7hTkqM/s72-c/vegetable+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-6727803295960377240</id><published>2008-01-16T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:25:59.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R44WeUM2kaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oOBSlalkKkI/s1600-h/hair+pic+1960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R44WeUM2kaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oOBSlalkKkI/s200/hair+pic+1960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156083333460300194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I would like to be available.  When I see a celebrities hair style that I like, I want to have my hair stylist be able to do it on me.  The problem is that this rarely can happen. I have come to believe that the hairstylist are not capable of figuring out what cut and color it is from the pictures I bring in of the celeb. Salon owners, this is what needs to be done. Forge a relationship with the celebrities stylist to get the inside knowledge of the exact cut and color they are doing on their celeb clients. Then provide training classes for your stylist to get the know how for the top 10 cuts for men and women.   Then your staff would then be able to get close to the results while counseling their client as to what would work even better on them. For marketing purposes, your store windows would have hanging pics of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aniston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, posh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;seacrest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;. and my slogan would be "specializing in celebrity cuts". I also would have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. # on the marquee so they call for an appointment right then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-6727803295960377240?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6727803295960377240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=6727803295960377240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/6727803295960377240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/6727803295960377240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-hair-salon.html' title='Celebrity Style!'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R44WeUM2kaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oOBSlalkKkI/s72-c/hair+pic+1960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-8575564053703335958</id><published>2008-01-15T09:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T10:57:55.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forced Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R4zulUM2kVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/thIiuOia-kE/s1600-h/1950s+dinner+with+the+boss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R4zulUM2kVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/thIiuOia-kE/s200/1950s+dinner+with+the+boss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155757998277562706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel that my husband is being held against his will.  I hear him and know he would like to explore other job opportunities, but he signed one of those no compete contracts.  He can not work for himself or anyone else concerning the field he is in for two years.  So this man I love is miserable going to work at a company he makes a stable living so that he can feed the mouths of his family. He does this despite his intuition telling him he won't ever accomplish his full potential there.  Isn't that just sad. See if he knew what the outcome of his decision either way then he would have peace about what he chose to do.&lt;br /&gt;I think this would be a compelling story, especially for men. The story of a man that gets to see the results of leaving security for the unknown and the other staying where he is and what happens to his spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-8575564053703335958?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/8575564053703335958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=8575564053703335958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/8575564053703335958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/8575564053703335958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/awkward-relationships.html' title='Forced Relationships'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R4zulUM2kVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/thIiuOia-kE/s72-c/1950s+dinner+with+the+boss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-6652953102302851066</id><published>2008-01-15T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:06:26.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A pamphlet idea! “Stay at Home Mom” Tricks of the Trade</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9f272e0f97c70847" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f272e0f97c70847%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331574341%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D129A09A958617BC46660ABD13758AD7632A33944.1C4A4AD8698F0E6F9823F4091115571FC372A990%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f272e0f97c70847%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmS-tr5TR4F2rolTl3J3F7mFRQqE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f272e0f97c70847%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331574341%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D129A09A958617BC46660ABD13758AD7632A33944.1C4A4AD8698F0E6F9823F4091115571FC372A990%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f272e0f97c70847%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmS-tr5TR4F2rolTl3J3F7mFRQqE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R40COUM2kYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MDUfpXmFVHg/s1600-h/lady+and+show+wit+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R40COUM2kYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MDUfpXmFVHg/s200/lady+and+show+wit+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155779593373127042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;1)&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;You gotta have friends&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;So, you have baby home from the hospital and the visitors and cooked meals have stopped coming.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your husband leaves for work and for the first time, you’re thinking mmm… what am I going to do all day!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;Your baby will keep you busy and wear you out, that’s a given.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what you might not expect is you’ll feel lonely if you don’t have friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kinds of friends you will need are the kind that have babies too!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can meet weekly to just hang out and talk while changing diapers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;2)&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hallelujah for Church’s&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;Your mom and dad made you put on that itchy dress and stiff shoes every Sunday, and you vowed to never do this to your kids.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well let me tell you why they were there rain or shine, summer and winter… free child care!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Okay, maybe they actually were there to have their children to learn of the faith.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whatever the reason, most churches do have wonderful kid’s programs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;3)&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ahh… The Moms club&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;The mom’s club is an already established forum for meeting up with other moms.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You call them up and tell them your name, the age of your children, and where you live.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They will then hook you up to the group of moms that are closest to you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can find these groups in the phone book, on the bulletin of your local library, or sometimes your hospital will know their contact information.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These groups will usually meet anywhere from once a week to once a month.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Usually these groups are larger, and give you the opportunity to meet more people faster.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then within your group you’ll meet a mom or two that you tend to meet with more often and talk over the phone when you can’t get together. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;4)&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fun at the Library?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;You feel you pay too much in taxes every year, so here is one way to feel you’re getting a little more for it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your local library will usually have a Mother goose time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They break it up into age groups and do what’s appropriate for that age.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a program that opens and closes the same way ~ usually with a song, they read short stories out loud, and sing songs that have hand gestures.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the story time, they usually have easy puzzles to do with your child and off course you can check out books to take home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;5)&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moms morning out&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;So you need a couple of hours to run some errands, see your dentist, or visit your gynecologist, and bringing the baby isn’t ideal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is when a mom’s morning out program is just the ticket.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These programs are usually found at churches.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For a small fee, $30-$70 a month, you can leave your child in the care of paid caretakers once a week for two to three hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will be amazed at how much you can accomplish when you’re by yourself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’ll also realize how strong you are considering all you do everyday with kids in tow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since this is a consistent reliable time, you can plan ahead and book appointments.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Although try not to be too surprised that your baby only gets sick on the day you have the doctors appointment. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;6)&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;Women’s groups are not just for the retired&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;So, your doing the stay at home mom thing, and you really love being at home with your child.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yet you have a desire to be creative, be part of a team to get a goal accomplished.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You miss sitting at the round table throwing ideas around. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then joining a volunteer group is for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You decide how much you want to be involved.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If it becomes too much then you can scale back or resign.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joining a non-profit organization can once again open the doors to new friendships.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, it’s a time you can talk uninterrupted by the needs of little Jr.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most volunteer organizations hold their meetings once a month at night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, the husband gets home, you give him a kiss, hand him the baby, point to the dinner on the table, say by baby girl, see you after my meeting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;7)&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;Need a few walls for yours kids to bounce off of?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As your baby becomes a toddler, they seem to want to bounce off the walls.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is when you take them to an indoor play area.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Places such as Gymboree, The Ultimate Playzone, and Playtime Express fill their facility with age appropriate fun activities and play equipment.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have padded obstacle courses; inflatable slides and moonwalks, and sometimes offers tumbling classes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To find a place like this, call gymnastic companies about their toddler programs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Get a few of your kids play buddies to sign up with you and enjoy watching someone else’s place get toddlerized.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;8)&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom’s time out!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the oddest sensations I remember having was one that made me feel sure I was naked or at least embarrassingly exposed somehow while walking around the mall.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see, I spent so much time carrying a diaper bag and living behind a double stroller that the day I was free from either I kinda felt undressed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Usually if I was on my own it was at night, but this time I had to run to the mall mid day, and I was kid less.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I kept feeling to see if my zipper was down or if I still had my purse hanging from my shoulder.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, as odd as it may seem to be with out the kids, it’s really nice to give that to yourself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The most fun way to do this is grab a few of the friends you have met through your kids, and hit the town.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you go out with friends that don’t have the same daytime reality life you do, they’ll bore rather quickly of the stories you’ll have to share at the dinner table.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If the group is filled with women who’s lives mirror yours, well they’ll just try to top your story.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11) This Can Be the Best Experience … Period&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you find out your having a baby, you are filled with goals.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Goals that state I will only gain 25 lbs(ha…), my child will sleep through the night(temporarily…), this child will be loved (and forgiven), my life won’t change too much, (try bringing a 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; month old to a linen napkin restaurant…linen just don't absorb the spill).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As you can see, your child has so much influence over your heart and lifestyle that being there to live through it all, only strengthens the bond you’ll have, not to mention the memories. When one of my guys was in his second year of living, making a disastrous mess was his mission.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I started to get angry, but then decided one day to take a picture of his escapade.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was doing it so I could show my husband what I had to go through everyday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A funny thing happened as I walked to my room for the camera.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My blood stopped boiling within my veins, and as I reached up to the top shelf I thought this is going to be a funny picture.  I can guarantee there will be days you’ll want to throw in the towel or diapers.  The other guarantee is that you'll feel every string your heart has!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-6652953102302851066?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9f272e0f97c70847&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/6652953102302851066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=6652953102302851066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/6652953102302851066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/6652953102302851066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/stay-at-home-mom-tricks-of-trade.html' title='A pamphlet idea! “Stay at Home Mom” Tricks of the Trade'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R40COUM2kYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MDUfpXmFVHg/s72-c/lady+and+show+wit+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-7047007121150979552</id><published>2008-01-15T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T11:45:16.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADD Tech School Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R44dokM2kbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t4LurromwfA/s1600-h/1950s+classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R44dokM2kbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t4LurromwfA/s200/1950s+classroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156091206135353778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I get overwhelmed at how much I could know if only I had someone who taught me. And I mean spoon feed me. Signing up for college courses just is not an interest of mine but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;googleing&lt;/span&gt; is. I want to know how to customize my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; or blog page. But I don't want to learn from the booklet, I want to see someone doing it in front of me.  I want to ask questions that I will get quick answers to. So i say we need more "drive-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt;" tech teachers. Imagine be able to go into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;atmosphere&lt;/span&gt; and have a lesson on optimizing your digital photos using your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;picassa&lt;/span&gt; program or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt;. Or learn how to cut and copy HTML to customize your blog page. You can learn just what you want then walk out in hour or less!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-7047007121150979552?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7047007121150979552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=7047007121150979552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/7047007121150979552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/7047007121150979552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-much-i-could-know-but-so-few-to.html' title='ADD Tech School Please'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R44dokM2kbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t4LurromwfA/s72-c/1950s+classroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-1796729612809858071</id><published>2008-01-14T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T11:47:06.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NFL and Mozart?</title><content type='html'>This I don't get.  Football put to orchestra music.  Isn't football one of the most gladiator like sports we have?  Would you expect to hear elevator music to guys going full speed at each other?  No!  So this is what I say.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; watching a documentary of NFL films and they mentioned they were the only guys given full access to capture video on field and locker rooms.  Sweet because this means they monopolize footage opportunities.  This they do a great job at.  The camera men and edit teams are incredibly talented. Just take that footage and add some beats and lyrics that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;emphasize&lt;/span&gt; what the player is thinking or feeling.  Obviously these players are young and are pumped up.  The music needs to match that.  I only say this because I believe the NFL films company could open a market that caters to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; market by offering a video that  is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inspiring&lt;/span&gt; not only to accomplish moments in football but anything in life.  You have now have a "get it to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;end zone&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mantra&lt;/span&gt; for the under 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;down loaders&lt;/span&gt;.  they can download inspirational &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;snippets&lt;/span&gt; that have the music and words to inspire the viewer to not hold back today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-1796729612809858071?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1796729612809858071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=1796729612809858071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/1796729612809858071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/1796729612809858071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2008/01/nfl-films.html' title='NFL and Mozart?'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-9045654341033269107</id><published>2007-10-27T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T07:48:41.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back yard hunting</title><content type='html'>at my neighbors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; party last night i met a guy who is creating a hunting magazine.  he said its going to be focused on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt; reader.  my first thought was to ensure this mag had something that made it different.  so a section called the backyard hunters would do just that.  it would be pics the reader sends in of himself shooting pesky rodents, such as rats and the hunt story that accompanies the picture.  these magazines are undoubtedly read on the toilet and i think all readers would appreciate some humor after reading legitimate articles.  and its fun for the subscriber who wants to participate by sending in photos and stories.  i think its brilliant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-9045654341033269107?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9045654341033269107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=9045654341033269107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/9045654341033269107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/9045654341033269107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-yard-hunting.html' title='back yard hunting'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-2386370953250192885</id><published>2007-10-27T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T11:22:33.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>free label</title><content type='html'>the music industry is suffering because they can't protect the music they promote.   artist i have a solution.  go to free label .com(it doesn't really exist) and upload you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; music and videos.  viewers can then download and rate the music they see.  the add revenues from the site would pay the top 100 rated songs/video uploads on a sliding scale the #1 spot being paid the most. This system takes the pressure off the artist by not having to write a certain number of songs for a certain number of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cd's&lt;/span&gt; by a certain date. This enables a forum of being able to create and upload when it comes to you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; we can choose the great songs - not a few record label reps.  too cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-2386370953250192885?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/2386370953250192885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=2386370953250192885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/2386370953250192885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/2386370953250192885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/free-label.html' title='free label'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-9142732316807830224</id><published>2007-10-27T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T07:28:49.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>future of cars</title><content type='html'>okay, i was thinking of a new kind of car and this is it.  the acceleration of the car should be accomplished through magnetism.  remember playing with magnets on your school desk.  you could pull one magnet by the other or repel it.  in the car the magnetic force will be set on the axle gears.  the faster you want to go, the stronger the magnetic force created.  want to stop, then the magnetic force is shut off.  the entire top of the car are solar panels to help run the electronics of the car.   now, i can't see how all those parts of the engine would be needed anymore because, the pistons would be gone.  the car wouldn't need to be cooled.  i can't picture having to change the oil because it wouldn't need oil for the most part.  well, that's how i see an alternative to fuel burning engines.  can someone draw it up for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-9142732316807830224?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/9142732316807830224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=9142732316807830224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/9142732316807830224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/9142732316807830224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/future-of-cars.html' title='future of cars'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785046811112764484.post-3849448955532516597</id><published>2007-10-27T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T08:22:58.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dick and Janes Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R4zdd0M2kQI/AAAAAAAAADo/Wdh9U7f1vLc/s1600-h/dick+and+jane+guess+who.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R4zdd0M2kQI/AAAAAAAAADo/Wdh9U7f1vLc/s200/dick+and+jane+guess+who.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155739177730871554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in St. Pete, Dick and Jane's ice cream is in a strip center that is along 4th st. a main street for NE traffic.  I think Dick and Jane scream out 50's nostalgia but it sure does not deliver.  It was named Dick and Jane because the original owners names were such.  I can vision  simple graphic  tees - showing how happy Dick and Jane are because they eat ice cream.   Then the  interior will have to spruce up a bit.  It as of right now has an old fashioned counter bar, which is great and has a red and white stripe awning above the bar.  The seats are attached to the floor and are red cover leather stools that spin and have no back rest.  All of that is good.  What I'd like to see is the wall paper be removed and the walls painted.  Then hang framed Dick and Jane pic.  Then to bring it to modern times have a flat screen on the wall that continually shows a slide show of happy guest of Dick and Jane's enjoying their ice cream treats.   Then for the product that separates them from the others is their self titled "Dick and Jane" which is a cupcake that the top is cut off, a scoop of ice cream is laid in, then put the top back on at a slant, and pipe butter cream frosting to the top, sprinkle it and serve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785046811112764484-3849448955532516597?l=museyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3849448955532516597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2785046811112764484&amp;postID=3849448955532516597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/3849448955532516597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2785046811112764484/posts/default/3849448955532516597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://museyou.blogspot.com/2007/10/dick-and-janes-ice-cream.html' title='Dick and Janes Ice Cream'/><author><name>april lamothe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07160515188742490202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/SJjxQ9X5p8I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xhnaScvKHpQ/S220/CIMG0033.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Vm_wMDmlxI/R4zdd0M2kQI/AAAAAAAAADo/Wdh9U7f1vLc/s72-c/dick+and+jane+guess+who.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
