<?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-5817799871482175748</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:31:55.789-05:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='peep shows'/><category term='Baking'/><category term='Babies'/><category term='snuggie'/><category term='Family'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='California'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='SF'/><category term='Rad Marketing'/><category term='music'/><category term='Great entertainment'/><category term='happy couples'/><category term='p'/><category term='killer technology'/><category term='easter'/><category term='Google'/><category term='Etsy'/><category term='gchat'/><category term='post pond'/><category term='cards and stationary'/><category term='summer'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='Stanford'/><category term='Positivity'/><category term='running'/><category term='Wedding Ideas'/><category term='u'/><category term='food'/><category term='CreativeLab'/><category term='kat'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='thingsthatmakemesad'/><category term='domesticity'/><category term='airplanes'/><category term='guest chefs'/><category term='maps'/><category term='nyc'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='celebs'/><category term='snow'/><category term='boston'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Internat</title><subtitle type='html'>Life, love and the pursuit of craftiness.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>252</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7042207669667154743</id><published>2011-09-12T11:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T11:10:48.967-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domesticity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Just Peachy Keen</title><content type='html'>After a much needed weekend at home in NYC after weeks of travel, I had the pleasure of visiting the Union Square Green market this weekend. In addition to &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/Nat_S/status/112563810098880513"&gt;a special surprise from Kate Spade&lt;/a&gt;, I was overwhelmed by the bounty of the late summer harvest. Corn, tomatoes of all colors...and my favorite, peaches! I picked up quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they need a couple days to be juicy ripe for biting straight into, they are perfect for baking in the meantime. Ever since I purchased, Martha Stewart Pies and Tarts cookbook, I've been obsessed with this recipe for &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/336048/pate-sucree"&gt;Pate Sucree&lt;/a&gt;, which is a nice sweet pie crust that is easy to make (especially with a food processor) and when baked is the flaky light crust that just melts in your mouth. Especially when it is covered in peaches!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcHuvLA7US8/Tm4f5vOD5wI/AAAAAAAAo_s/IjKDCyncEFc/s1600/IMG_20110820_232913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcHuvLA7US8/Tm4f5vOD5wI/AAAAAAAAo_s/IjKDCyncEFc/s320/IMG_20110820_232913.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm particularly fond of this free form galette style pie/tart which requires you simply roll out the dough, pile a fruit of your choice on top (mix it with 1/4 cup of sugar and the juice from half a lemon), and fold the edges in. Bake it for 45 minutes at 375 and it will be golden (literally)! I've made it with blueberries, peaches, and a mix of the two (as pictured). It made the end of family dinner just peachy!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7042207669667154743?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7042207669667154743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-peachy-keen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7042207669667154743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7042207669667154743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-peachy-keen.html' title='Just Peachy Keen'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pcHuvLA7US8/Tm4f5vOD5wI/AAAAAAAAo_s/IjKDCyncEFc/s72-c/IMG_20110820_232913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4675539607919755218</id><published>2011-09-08T12:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T12:42:49.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killer technology'/><title type='text'>Big News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbJhyCOTc4M/TmjvYCAOkTI/AAAAAAAAo-8/Nd0UnFduhLA/s1600/IMG_20110907_162911.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbJhyCOTc4M/TmjvYCAOkTI/AAAAAAAAo-8/Nd0UnFduhLA/s320/IMG_20110907_162911.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's finally official!&lt;/b&gt; After 6 weeks of contracting, I was hired full-time on Monday as a Product Marketing Manager at&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;. Here I am at my desk with my hand embroidered Etsy Labs coat! How cool is that?!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be happier about this. Here is a pic of me with the &lt;b&gt;entire &lt;/b&gt;Product Marketing Team.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGFvDnbOmYw/TmjvcTxwocI/AAAAAAAAo_A/EFEQvPr2mB8/s1600/IMG_20110907_162820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rGFvDnbOmYw/TmjvcTxwocI/AAAAAAAAo_A/EFEQvPr2mB8/s320/IMG_20110907_162820.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, I'm the first one, but we will be hiring soon! &lt;a href="mailto:natalie@etsy.com"&gt;Contact me&lt;/a&gt; for more details. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4675539607919755218?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4675539607919755218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4675539607919755218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4675539607919755218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-news.html' title='Big News!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MbJhyCOTc4M/TmjvYCAOkTI/AAAAAAAAo-8/Nd0UnFduhLA/s72-c/IMG_20110907_162911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-5662710121637096280</id><published>2011-09-03T08:41:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T09:29:52.276-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Come on Irene</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9QQ--waPBwo/TmIjTT4iIzI/AAAAAAAAo-Q/OWK3n0KdT6U/s1600/IMG_20110829_082849%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm 6 days late on this, but its still worth reporting that last week held many natural disaster 'firsts' for me, and for New York City. I actually felt the earthquake on Tuesday, and on Saturday and Sunday there was enough rain and wind to shut down the city. Hurricane Irene, possibly the most over-hyped storm I've experienced, was proof that the media can essentially fabricate natural disaster. After a weekend of hibernation, board games and eating like it was the end of the world, Monday brought sunny skies and little damage (aside from some minor flooding) in NYC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some photos I snapped on Monday morning of "the aftermath" in the West Village. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KxHz5Gxpwo/TmIixiWeyPI/AAAAAAAAo-I/jfKXwRKSxBA/s400/IMG_20110829_083152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648115117106055410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Hair Salon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9QQ--waPBwo/TmIjTT4iIzI/AAAAAAAAo-Q/OWK3n0KdT6U/s1600/IMG_20110829_082849%2B%25281%2529.jpg" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9QQ--waPBwo/TmIjTT4iIzI/AAAAAAAAo-Q/OWK3n0KdT6U/s400/IMG_20110829_082849%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648115697337901874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Restaurant/Venue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tnA5Hox1pQE/TmIicWq6YyI/AAAAAAAAo-A/JaM5m1bxeaI/s400/IMG_20110829_083236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648114753193272098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jonathan Adler, I'm rather embarrassed that the design store couldn't do better than this.&lt;/span&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-5662710121637096280?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5662710121637096280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/09/come-on-irene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5662710121637096280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5662710121637096280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/09/come-on-irene.html' title='Come on Irene'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KxHz5Gxpwo/TmIixiWeyPI/AAAAAAAAo-I/jfKXwRKSxBA/s72-c/IMG_20110829_083152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-5909800058039297666</id><published>2011-08-25T09:32:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:19:37.306-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy couples'/><title type='text'>Love Doctors</title><content type='html'>Oh hello, yes, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;, it's been a while. Truth is, I've been refraining from blogging for the past few months, while I was funemployed because I knew it would just be too mean. You didn't really want to hear about my life of midday outdoor yoga classes in bryant park, leisurely afternoons reading on the highline, evenings cruising with a cocktail on my way to the Yankees game now did you? See, it was generous of me, I knew the jealousy would be too much. So you're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm back, a month into my new job at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;, which I understand may make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; of you jealous (who could blame you, I get to craft AT work), but I think it's an appropriate enough time to start blogging again. Some notable things have happened since I last updated the Internat, and I'll fill you in little by little. At the moment I'd like to dedicated this post to several very special doctors in my life. These three docs are all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; important in the well-being of one my vital organs: my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up: The Drs. O'Malley, finally got married this month (see &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-month-for-soon-to-be-drs-omalley.html"&gt;this post on their engagement&lt;/a&gt; a mere 28 months ago!), and it was a blissfully wonderful weekend in Sonoma. We stayed at the beautiful H2 Hotel, and I felt like a VIP getting to spend some great quality time with the future Mrs.O'Malley on her big day. The whole bridal party took off for a group run and bike on the morning of the wedding, borrowing perfectly picturesque white beach cruisers from the hotel. Later when we were dressed up, the bikes came in handy for ridiculously adorable pics! (&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/PaulDavidSchwartz/KRWedding?authkey=Gv1sRgCLzon4zzyL3nbQ"&gt;See many more here&lt;/a&gt; thanks to the Paul-parazzi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMgs656xJQc/TlZVEBPwFTI/AAAAAAAAo8Q/1sJd5UZuTe4/s1600/DSC_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMgs656xJQc/TlZVEBPwFTI/AAAAAAAAo8Q/1sJd5UZuTe4/s400/DSC_0249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644792710497834290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tearful day as I watched my mom preform Kit and Ryan's thoughtful and personal ceremony and pronounce them husband and wife. Hey, it's not every bridesmaid that gets to kiss the officiant in the recessional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--C1JxMB971s/TlZSxANP_VI/AAAAAAAAo74/wmzzdhyyF9k/s1600/DSC_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfbCqUMz6-w/TlZUi-9p9HI/AAAAAAAAo8A/kh7tjXS4Apc/s1600/officiant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QfbCqUMz6-w/TlZUi-9p9HI/AAAAAAAAo8A/kh7tjXS4Apc/s400/officiant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644792142949381234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must say after a weekend full of such love, I've been suffering from a little PWSD! The only cure will be seeing them soon, so I'll have to make a trip to Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third Doctor is actually a Dr-to-be (can we call her a DTR?), one Rebecca Sista-girl Schwartz, is officially white-coated and ready to take on the world of medicine at UPenn armed with endless textbooks, a stethoscope and a banana. Clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwfSyvsVt2I/TlZZT5qncKI/AAAAAAAAo9A/E2cQUSjYKfA/s1600/banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwfSyvsVt2I/TlZZT5qncKI/AAAAAAAAo9A/E2cQUSjYKfA/s400/banana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644797381387448482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think that during this glamorous white-coat &lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/PaulDavidSchwartz/August12RebeccaSWhiteCoatCeremony?authkey=Gv1sRgCK6ByqunuZDOlQE"&gt;photo shoot&lt;/a&gt; (talk about Dr. McDreamy)  my mom said something like "Paging Dr.Schwwwaaaartz!" and Bec whipped that out of her pocket. Not sure though. I, sadly, could not make it to the white coat ceremony, but I came in for the celebration dinner (and fro yo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Epo3rz52rMg/TlZXjz9pPSI/AAAAAAAAo8g/qtvyW9F8b7U/s1600/whole%2Bfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Epo3rz52rMg/TlZXjz9pPSI/AAAAAAAAo8g/qtvyW9F8b7U/s400/whole%2Bfam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644795455711296802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell we are very proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Drs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-5909800058039297666?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5909800058039297666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-doctors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5909800058039297666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5909800058039297666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-doctors.html' title='Love Doctors'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tMgs656xJQc/TlZVEBPwFTI/AAAAAAAAo8Q/1sJd5UZuTe4/s72-c/DSC_0249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3462612454157521338</id><published>2011-06-14T17:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T17:21:29.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy couples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='p'/><title type='text'>Dressing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As I mentioned in my last post, Lily and Matt's fabulous nuptials kicked off my wedding season this year. It was a flawless event at the Boston Seaport Hotel, and the bride left no detail behind. If I had to pick one favorite detail of this spectacular event is was Lily's absolutely swoon-worthy dress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There hasn't been a wedding so far where I haven't loved the bride's dress pick-- it always seems to fit the bride's and setting's personality. I have loved some of the simpler dresses, like that worn by Alex last summer; but at the same time, I always adore the big fabulous dresses with trains and the whole nine-yards, which I call "the cupcake dress" (that is not a technical term). It doesn't fit every bride, but for those who can handle it, I say embrace it. It's your day and it's probably the only day you will be able to wear a dress that you could hide people under (unless you're into victorian reenactments or something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly it was the perfect choice for Lil. So perfect in fact that even Vera Wang decided it should be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.verawang.com/veraunveiled/2011/06/real-fitting-lily-maltz/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on her blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3462612454157521338?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3462612454157521338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/dressing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3462612454157521338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3462612454157521338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/dressing-up.html' title='Dressing Up'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7868319430407552965</id><published>2011-06-03T15:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T17:06:52.262-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killer technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy couples'/><title type='text'>What do you like better, Christmas or Wedding Season?!</title><content type='html'>Wedding season!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to the official kick off of this years wedding season, and I feel like a kid on Christmas eve! Lily and Matt are first up this summer so I'm headed to beantown to celebrate with some high school friends and the parents. I know these Colby kids like to party (nothing better to do when go to college in Maine) so it promises to be a great time...stay tuned for pictures post weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok off to keep playing on my new iPad...which I'm blogging from right now. Woot! I heart technology. And weddings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7868319430407552965?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7868319430407552965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-do-you-like-better-christmas-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7868319430407552965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7868319430407552965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-do-you-like-better-christmas-or.html' title='What do you like better, Christmas or Wedding Season?!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1252862538071096265</id><published>2011-05-23T09:28:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T10:07:22.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stanford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kat'/><title type='text'>Smartification</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's smartification season. It's May, and the April showers have brought May &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-bacccccck.html"&gt;flowers&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/spring-babies.html"&gt;babies&lt;/a&gt; and graduations. I had the pleasure of attending one cousin's graduation last week from Penn. Most of Schwartz-Sweet-Petri-Egger family (Schweetezieneggers?) headed to Philly to be there to watch Alex get an award and get her wizard of city planning diploma. In between, we did a lot of sitting, waiting, eating mini sandwiches, clapping, reading in seats, biting nails (I know, sad, I relapsed) and trying not to fall asleep. But for the 30 seconds that Alex was being honored, we were really excited and proud. Here we are looking &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; proud:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xOWJn40mWaQ/TdpjbNbIFyI/AAAAAAAAoe8/S_sKp2cICNE/s400/5737776069_9800a996ca_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609905604954429218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Being on the Penn campus around so many students made me nostalgic-like-whoa for the years of sauntering through the sun-drenched quad, biking through campus, and living within a half mile radius of all my friends. It made me smile, it made me want to cry, and most of all it made me wish Kaitlin would hurry up and get that time machine running already so we could go back and relive the glory days. Hurry up girl, Senior year is waiting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In honor of Alex's Master of City Planning degree, I decided to test my Master of Sewing skills and make her a bag to show of her style as the queen of urban transportation. Here's the bag I sewed myself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IIz84X_9Ls/Tdplp_d9wXI/AAAAAAAAofE/SCSrPvkUOos/s400/IMG_20110418_220721.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609908057929531762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Bikes on the outside, subways on the inside. And yes, that is a customized "Handmade by Natalie Schwartz" tag (thanks Allison!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LtMYIZX4I4w/Tdpl82RgGVI/AAAAAAAAofM/C92_mxzsZ4Y/s1600/IMG_20110418_220750.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LtMYIZX4I4w/Tdpl82RgGVI/AAAAAAAAofM/C92_mxzsZ4Y/s400/IMG_20110418_220750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609908381878851922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also made some matching pencil cases:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WHfs4quvtPU/TdpnPbOBMmI/AAAAAAAAofU/pJJ_PJBYk_w/s1600/pouch.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WHfs4quvtPU/TdpnPbOBMmI/AAAAAAAAofU/pJJ_PJBYk_w/s400/pouch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609909800545628770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Alex with her gifts: I think she liked them? Yay.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LtMYIZX4I4w/Tdpl82RgGVI/AAAAAAAAofM/C92_mxzsZ4Y/s1600/IMG_20110418_220750.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3d1ES2bDdUw/Tdpnd8cQ66I/AAAAAAAAofc/xcuJUhKoBd4/s400/alex.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609910049981918114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 384px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week much of the same crowd is headed out to Colorado to watch Kroger graduate from college! Sadly I'm sitting this one out in NYC, hoping to make someone proud and get a job... It's a proud time for families everywhere, and I am also very proud of my San Francisco Stanfordites turned MBAs Dary, Kat and Chase who are graduating this week and next! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-1252862538071096265?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1252862538071096265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/smartification.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1252862538071096265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1252862538071096265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/smartification.html' title='Smartification'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xOWJn40mWaQ/TdpjbNbIFyI/AAAAAAAAoe8/S_sKp2cICNE/s72-c/5737776069_9800a996ca_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8763416577928716041</id><published>2011-05-14T17:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T17:57:51.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>Spring Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chelsea has decided to be coworker extraordinaire (not surprised) and commissioned me to make this preppy fresh diaper cake for what promises to be the best dressed baby boy in DC! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wySkwysyR0Y/Tc76OA8ueII/AAAAAAAAocs/LGL_0XQampY/s400/IMG_20110512_190312.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606693704802662530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In other news I got my first order from a stranger on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/61619587/custom-diaper-cakes"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt;! Woot! Maybe I can just build cakes (points for the movie reference on that one) full time? Probably not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8763416577928716041?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8763416577928716041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/spring-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8763416577928716041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8763416577928716041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/spring-babies.html' title='Spring Babies'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wySkwysyR0Y/Tc76OA8ueII/AAAAAAAAocs/LGL_0XQampY/s72-c/IMG_20110512_190312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1239286244954362313</id><published>2011-05-11T09:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:34:29.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hello, hello. I got a lot of positive response from my &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/rekindling-my-love-of-reading.html"&gt;previous book review post&lt;/a&gt;, so figured I should let you all know what I have read since then. I'm not necessarily proud that I spent hours reading some of the books listed below, but cut me some slack, I don't have a TV. I'm allowed to read for mind-numbing amusement sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Did-You-This-Number/dp/1594487596"&gt;How Did You Get this Number&lt;/a&gt; by Sloane Crosby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is the second book by the brilliant author of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Was-Told-Thered-Be-Cake/dp/159448306X"&gt;I was Told there'd be Cake&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/rekindling-my-love-of-reading.html"&gt;which I wrote about previously&lt;/a&gt;. I thought this was only slightly less amusing than the first, (perhaps it was just the novelty of this hilarious writer wearing off) but definitely still great. Sloane recounts stories from her childhood, to life as a 20-something in NYC with descriptions so vivid you will feel like it was you...who was doing an illegal furniture trade in a dark alley of Manhattan with a mysterious man who you met at Design within Reach? Really, funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1582346186/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_3?pf_rd_p=486539851&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=0446552445&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=0XM8QEH86HMX853TG86W"&gt;My Horizontal Life: A Collection of One Night Stands&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chelsea_Handler"&gt;Chelsea Handler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is where the aforementioned note about not judging my junk reading comes into play. I had always wanted to read this book when I saw it on display in the airport book stores, but I was too embarrassed to be carrying it around, risking that a co-worker or elder might see me (or hear me laughing) and look over to see me reading about *gasp* one night stands! Well, that is the glory of the kindle, my friends- no one knows what you're reading! So I downloaded this sucker and plowed through it. It is, as titled, a bizarre and truly unbelievable--not as in "amazing" unbelievable, but as in "I'm really not sure if I believe you" unbelievable-- collection of one night stands. Whether true or not, they are laugh out loud funny, and I quickly hit download on her next title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1416596364/ref=pd_lpo_k2_dp_sr_1?pf_rd_p=486539851&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=lpo-top-stripe-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=201&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=0446552445&amp;amp;pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1Z76R4XCME1TMQ1SWHVV"&gt;Are You There, Vodka? It's me Chelsea&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chelsea_Handler"&gt;Chelsea Handler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This didn't differ all that much from the first book, and honestly I can't remember which stories were from which book at this point. Despite the adult-only titles, Chelsea writes a fair amount about her childhood: from walking in on her parents, to the missteps of her embarrassingly nerdy father, and stories of trying to fit-in with the cool kids. After finishing this in a day, I read....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chelsea-Bang-Handler/dp/0446552445"&gt;Chelsea Chelsea Bang Bang&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chelsea_Handler"&gt;Chelsea Handler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is the most recent of Chelsea's books and so recounts more recent stories from her life. The book takes place when she already has 'made it' (she has a show apparently? yes, I don't have a TV). It contains some pretty funny stories of the ridiculousness of the LA scene, and how much she seems to torment her long-term live in boyfriend. Mostly it made me feel bad for him. And laugh a lot. Luckily she doesn't have any more books so I was forced to return to more intellectual reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fourhourworkweek.com/"&gt;The 4-Hour Workweek&lt;/a&gt; by Timothy Ferriss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Appropriately, I decided to download this on my way to Mexico which marked the start of my time off from work, in search of new work. It's a best-seller, but honestly I think it's a little shallow. While there are some lessons to be learned from this guy about how to maximize efficiency in life and in work, I think his overall proposal was weak. Basically he thinks that everyone should create some sort of online business in which they can set up to function almost completely without their supervision, but by which they can rake in buckets of money monthly to spend on travel and fun. Sounds nice, huh? He uses himself as a model-- he managed to set up a very lucrative online vitamin business. I think he over-simplifies the ease of doing such a thing, assuming unrealistic demand and success. Furthermore, he makes the assumption that to all of us, this would be satisfying. This part bothered more more than the simplification-- the idea that no one would actually derive pleasure or satisfaction from his/her job, or life's work and that everyone should work on minimizing their time working. It is the complete opposite of the more popular concept of finding a passion that can be your work, or work that ignites your passion. In any case, interesting read, if for no other reason than for suggesting that everyone hire a remote personal assistant in India. I'm looking into it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Breaking-Night-Forgiveness-Survival-Homeless/dp/0786868910"&gt;Breaking Night&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liz_Murray"&gt;Liz Murray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If you're going to read one book from this list, read this. In fact, if you're going to read one book all &lt;i&gt;year&lt;/i&gt;, read this. This is an &lt;b&gt;incredible&lt;/b&gt; memoir of a girl who was born to two drug addicted parents in the Bronx. She lives with them through her middle school years, as they spend their welfare checks on coke, and she scrounges for food on the street, sometimes resorting to eating ice cubes because chewing makes her think she's eating. Despite the clear abuse of her addicted parents, Liz tells her story without distaste or anger towards them, which leaves the reader feeling compassionate towards the whole family. After her mother's mental illness causes her to be taken to a hospital, and she ends up living with her mother's abusive boyfriend and finally runs away, spending almost two years sleeping in the subway and on friends' couches. She misses all of her first two years of high school, but at the age of 16, after her mother dies of AIDS, and Liz feels she's about to hit rock bottom, Liz comes to the realization that she wants to turn her life around. She begins applying to alternative high schools and eventually gets in, impressively finishes in two years, and wins a NYT Scholarship to Harvard. This story is real, and it is one of the most unbelievable testaments to the will of the human spirit. It's beautifully written, humbling, heartbreaking and inspirational. MUST READ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bossypants-Tina-Fey/dp/0316056863/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1305315589&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Bossypants&lt;/a&gt; by Tina Fey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As you've probably read in every liberal publication, Tina Fey wrote a book. And, no surprise, it's funny. My experience of this book was definitely influenced by the fact that Lauren and I read it aloud to each other in Mexico, while lounging in on the beach, or while listening to the waves as we fell asleep. I'm pretty sure I would enjoy it anywhere, but in that setting, it was pretty much heaven. I enjoyed the first half more than the second-- her stories of her childhood and post-college days of "making it" as a comedian and actress are hilarious, and as is the story of a cruise ship fire on her honeymoon (confirming my commitment to lifelong avoidance of cruise ships).  Read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hunger-Games-Suzanne-Collins/dp/0439023483"&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/a&gt; by Suzanne Collins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm embarrassed that I started reading this, and even more embarrassed that I finished it. This is the first of a series (but the last that I'll read of it) set in a futuristic world where teens from each state are chosen for an annual survival test called the Hunger Games, where they fight to kill each other off while living inside some sort of life-sized terrarium controlled by the game makers. Now I know I'm not one for fantasy, but if I'm going to read it, I'd at least like it to be vivid and well-written. I was as disturbed by the attack of the larger than life foxes as I was by the horrible writing quality. Apparently after the whole Eclipse saga swept the nation, teen lit is now completely socially acceptable for not-so-young adult readers. Verdict: I'd rather read Judy Blume. &lt;/span&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/5817799871482175748-1239286244954362313?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1239286244954362313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1239286244954362313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1239286244954362313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/05/books.html' title='Books'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1842177380011439348</id><published>2011-04-26T10:06:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T10:07:51.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rad Marketing'/><title type='text'>I'm Bacccccck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry. I'm back to fill you in on a couple of things, and then hopefully pick up blogging more regularly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. It's spring in NYC. This makes me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;happy. There are birds chirping, I got the bike tuned up, there's a skip in my step and I went outside with bare legs yesterday. GREAT NEWS. If you don't live here, come visit now, it will make you want to move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fD32PQydnns/TcqXMqMV99I/AAAAAAAAobk/AyJy99GAe6U/s400/IMG_20110427_151358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605458929956288466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I went on an incredible vacation to &lt;a href="http://threejewelsretreats.com/"&gt;Three Jewels Retreats&lt;/a&gt; in Puerto Vallarta for some yoga, surfing and R&amp;amp;R with Lauren. I simply cannot speak highly enough about it-- I got hooked on surfing, back into Yoga, a nice tan and some amazing authentic mexican food. Going back next year for sure.  Here's what Yoga looked like every morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMyo4q5V6zQ/TcqSxFEVamI/AAAAAAAAobI/QSlxdgCFQms/s400/IMG_20110410_083610.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605454058087606882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm officially on the market for a new job. Please forward any potential prospects my way. I'm taking the month off from Goog to look both at new jobs at Goog and outside. Holler if you have some ideas for me (or if you want to play hooky and hang out during the day and pretend to be funemployed like me!) In the spirit of job searching and self-promotion, I have seen this poster several times in the subway:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfbYF3kpbok/TcqW7iKvPEI/AAAAAAAAobc/zx7mon3q7SE/s400/IMG_20110426_104953.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605458635744296002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should just print my resume on poster-sized hot pink paper and start papering the subways? Or print it on a sandwich board and hire some homeless man to wear it on the corner of 23rd and 8th?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-1842177380011439348?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1842177380011439348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-bacccccck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1842177380011439348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1842177380011439348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-bacccccck.html' title='I&apos;m Bacccccck'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fD32PQydnns/TcqXMqMV99I/AAAAAAAAobk/AyJy99GAe6U/s72-c/IMG_20110427_151358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4709688775837864564</id><published>2011-03-30T16:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T16:41:34.648-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>There's Sunlight at the end of the Tunnel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As March draws to a close, it's still freezing in NY. Literally: 30 degrees, and it was sleeting and snowing last week. Enough is enough, Mother Nature. You're a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groundhog.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, Punxatuney Phil. Good news is, there is sunlight at the end of this dark NYC tunnel. Well, for me at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Headed here tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j69OjBdpzNM/TZOUsg690-I/AAAAAAAAoQ0/p0ly0MI6V9I/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-30%2Bat%2B4.32.43%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589975054969328610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 104px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then here for a week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0Npl3Lhcm8/TZOUnVLT0hI/AAAAAAAAoQs/utMJkNB5_I0/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-30%2Bat%2B4.33.48%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589974965917307410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 97px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4709688775837864564?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4709688775837864564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-sunlight-at-end-of-tunnel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4709688775837864564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4709688775837864564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-sunlight-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='There&apos;s Sunlight at the end of the Tunnel'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j69OjBdpzNM/TZOUsg690-I/AAAAAAAAoQ0/p0ly0MI6V9I/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-30%2Bat%2B4.32.43%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7041425680929235330</id><published>2011-03-22T12:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T14:09:51.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Magic Stick Pesto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of all the kitchen appliances stuffed into my mini-kitchen, each one has a special place in my heart and in my overflowing cabinets. But today's post is dedicated to one very special appliance which I call the Magic Stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never owned an &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cuisinart-CSB-77-Blender-Chopper-Attachments/dp/B0006G3JRO"&gt;immersion blender&lt;/a&gt;, you probably have no idea what I'm talking about. But if you have, I bet you'll be calling yours the magic stick too...because this little electric wand has tricks to make treats like you've never seen. It can turn lumpy potatoes into a silky smooth mashed, it's a souper way to puree soups and, in the case of last night, make a presto pesto.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came home last night and had a serving of delish fresh pasta from Eataly left in my fridge....unfortunately, I did not have any sauce leftover. I quickly surveyed the contents of the fridge (which are quite dismal) and noticed I had half a bag of arugula that looked like my best bet. I quickly whipped out the magic stick and turned that half a bag of arugula into a delicious arugula pesto. I loosely followed a pesto recipe and created my own masterpiece (that's the magic of the stick)-- here's how I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbCfL11-hns/TYjkfR3SzDI/AAAAAAAAoOk/IJweuC1_HXU/s1600/IMG_20110321_202032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbCfL11-hns/TYjkfR3SzDI/AAAAAAAAoOk/IJweuC1_HXU/s400/IMG_20110321_202032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586966563775499314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arugula Pesto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- 2 cups arugula&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1/4 cup olive oil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1/4 cup of freshly shaved parmesan &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 3 tablespoons toasted pinenuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- 2 pinches of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- 1 pinch of pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Throw all ingredients in the mini chopper attachment to the magic stick and press GO until its chopped into a creamy greeny pesto! Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS- You can also make this with a mini or full sized food processor (it's just a lot bigger mess to clean up).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7041425680929235330?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7041425680929235330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/magic-stick-pesto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7041425680929235330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7041425680929235330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/magic-stick-pesto.html' title='Magic Stick Pesto'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cbCfL11-hns/TYjkfR3SzDI/AAAAAAAAoOk/IJweuC1_HXU/s72-c/IMG_20110321_202032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8995989797511502793</id><published>2011-03-17T11:06:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T11:37:32.892-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Go Green!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ih8x9--LoI/TYIonq1xj8I/AAAAAAAAoNQ/uR3tRh0kkC4/s1600/rice%2Bcrispy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6lJyNSJmTho/TYIn-0HsMiI/AAAAAAAAoNI/J-7v32DZ1ng/s1600/IMG_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-luOrQvPdjRU/TYIlULniweI/AAAAAAAAoNA/c4GuO1OFf-g/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-luOrQvPdjRU/TYIlULniweI/AAAAAAAAoNA/c4GuO1OFf-g/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585067516539093474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C528uDqE6as/TYIlAjEd0GI/AAAAAAAAoM4/QOKhSjEhPRw/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-17%2Bat%2B11.11.33%2BAM.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, it's St.Patty's day. I have no idea what this celebration is actually for (other than four leaf clovers, Irish people and green beer drinking), but I never met a holiday I didn't like. Any excuse for dressing in theme, wearing costumes and using food coloring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This morning on my run (sporting a green jacket, duh) I ran into a little dog wearing a hat....I didn't have my camera but this is what it looked like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C528uDqE6as/TYIlAjEd0GI/AAAAAAAAoM4/QOKhSjEhPRw/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-17%2Bat%2B11.11.33%2BAM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585067179237036130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Things like this always make me smile-- New Yorkers never do seise to surprise me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;To celebrate the holiday I decided to whip up some rice crispy treats with a hint of color. It was an experiment but it worked surprisingly well-- I just added about 8 drops of green food coloring to the melted marshmallow mixture before adding the cereal, and then proceed with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ricekrispies.com/recipes/the-original-treats.aspx#/recipes/the-original-treats" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;classic rice crispy treat recipe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;. Then I melted some chocolate and let it cool in the fridge until it was frosting-like enough for spreading into a little clover (please excuse my drawing skills, I didn't have a clover cookie cutter in my collection so this was freehand).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ih8x9--LoI/TYIonq1xj8I/AAAAAAAAoNQ/uR3tRh0kkC4/s1600/rice%2Bcrispy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ih8x9--LoI/TYIonq1xj8I/AAAAAAAAoNQ/uR3tRh0kkC4/s400/rice%2Bcrispy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585071149872680898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 228px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(and yes, Meg, I still have fake nails on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It struck me after the fact that maybe I should have substituted Lucky Charms for Rice Crispies, since they are all about rainbows and leprechauns and seem to be related to the holiday more than Snap, Crackle and Pop (or were they leprechauns too?)...but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Best thing about Rice Crispy treats? They're cereal, so it's totally appropriate to them eat for breakfast! Go Green!&lt;/span&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/5817799871482175748-8995989797511502793?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8995989797511502793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/go-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8995989797511502793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8995989797511502793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/go-green.html' title='Go Green!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-luOrQvPdjRU/TYIlULniweI/AAAAAAAAoNA/c4GuO1OFf-g/s72-c/IMG_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3469960731880155145</id><published>2011-03-15T16:39:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T17:16:28.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Magic in the Middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everyone loves a surprise inside. That was the theme for this Winter's edition of the Winsor Weekend (the WWW for short). Luring us by telling us she had recently renovated her kitchen to include TWO ovens (as well as literally 10x my counter space), w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e headed deep into suburbia to visit Meg in her West Hartford home/palace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;First things first, Dr.Rossin arrived with her stethoscope to see if she could hear Baby G's (yes, there is a new baby-to-be G!) heartbeat....There's magic in her middle! (stretch, sorry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ZmviRu_TtY/TX_PAP-HWZI/AAAAAAAAoMU/T2UFUYw6_nU/s1600/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ZmviRu_TtY/TX_PAP-HWZI/AAAAAAAAoMU/T2UFUYw6_nU/s400/IMG_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584409666156714386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We then made ourselves at home and set up shop for an afternoon of baking and reminiscing. We whipped up some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.thecapitolbaker.com/2010/04/magic-in-middle-cookies.html"&gt;Magic in the Middle cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; which were the pretty much a cookie version of a peanut butter cup. Its a much easier recipe than the sophisticated result may suggest, so I recommend you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.thecapitolbaker.com/2010/04/magic-in-middle-cookies.html"&gt;test it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ws3lSymIOig/TX_O2GQxeGI/AAAAAAAAoMM/lRXT1vaYi1M/s1600/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ws3lSymIOig/TX_O2GQxeGI/AAAAAAAAoMM/lRXT1vaYi1M/s400/IMG_0046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584409491751925858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Completely chocolate and unassuming on the outside, but a delish peanut butter surprise when you bite in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B7LNRAZfITE/TX_V_qsb2mI/AAAAAAAAoMc/XE6QXiJ8wq8/s1600/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B7LNRAZfITE/TX_V_qsb2mI/AAAAAAAAoMc/XE6QXiJ8wq8/s400/IMG_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584417352731843170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Thanks for the Magical weekend Meg, we'll be back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3469960731880155145?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3469960731880155145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/magic-in-middle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3469960731880155145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3469960731880155145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/magic-in-middle.html' title='Magic in the Middle'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ZmviRu_TtY/TX_PAP-HWZI/AAAAAAAAoMU/T2UFUYw6_nU/s72-c/IMG_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6248676063845378360</id><published>2011-03-14T14:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T14:42:40.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay, Sista Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OkDcW3NS52M/TX5g_o8TNjI/AAAAAAAAoL4/_-g2CVpnr2s/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-14%2Bat%2B2.38.02%2BPM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OkDcW3NS52M/TX5g_o8TNjI/AAAAAAAAoL4/_-g2CVpnr2s/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-14%2Bat%2B2.38.02%2BPM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584007234424354354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you cant read her text it is "Here's a photo of me being provisionally accepted to Penn. Taken by my physics partner as I opened the status page."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So yes, jury is out, the future Dr. Schwartz (!!!!!!!!) will be going to UPenn next year, provided she nail the MCAT out of the park next month. GOOOOOOOOOOOOO BEC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lg2Wy2oNpFI/TX5g3VKfhqI/AAAAAAAAoLw/MLJ_DMYl-o4/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-14%2Bat%2B2.38.02%2BPM.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-6248676063845378360?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6248676063845378360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/yay-sista-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6248676063845378360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6248676063845378360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/yay-sista-girl.html' title='Yay, Sista Girl!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OkDcW3NS52M/TX5g_o8TNjI/AAAAAAAAoL4/_-g2CVpnr2s/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-14%2Bat%2B2.38.02%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-5446540666514061818</id><published>2011-03-11T11:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:43:08.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domesticity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Email of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3NtyndBQow/TXpQziYPidI/AAAAAAAAoLM/qi0BvG5hKhk/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-11%2Bat%2B11.41.13%2BAM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 115px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3NtyndBQow/TXpQziYPidI/AAAAAAAAoLM/qi0BvG5hKhk/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-11%2Bat%2B11.41.13%2BAM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582863534411188690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sent by Meghan in correspondence regarding my visit to her house in West Hartford tomorrow...Needless to say, I can't wait for a suburban bake-a-thon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-5446540666514061818?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5446540666514061818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/email-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5446540666514061818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5446540666514061818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/email-of-day.html' title='Email of the Day'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B3NtyndBQow/TXpQziYPidI/AAAAAAAAoLM/qi0BvG5hKhk/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-11%2Bat%2B11.41.13%2BAM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-807629672618818120</id><published>2011-03-10T11:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T11:37:08.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Gimme S'more Whoopie Pies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As you know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/stanford-family-camp-roundup.html"&gt;I love me a campfire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and not just because it's cozy and smells like summer. S'mores have long been on list of favorite desserts--nothing tops their gooey, chocolatey, crunch!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when looking for inspiration for a dessert to bring to a dinner party tonight, I nearly started drooling when I saw these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.thecapitolbaker.com/2010/07/smores-whoopie-pies.html"&gt;S'Mores Whoopie Pies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.thecapitolbaker.com/"&gt;Capital Baker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Allison's step sister) blog. I've never made whoopie pies, but if there was ever a recipe that would inspire me this was it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Aa-rsEzhSo/TXj9r-uKHhI/AAAAAAAAoKk/ze6sV2ubPZA/s1600/s%2527mores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Aa-rsEzhSo/TXj9r-uKHhI/AAAAAAAAoKk/ze6sV2ubPZA/s400/s%2527mores.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582490670138531346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I must admit it was a little more involved than my standard weeknight baking project, but thanks to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/surprised-and-delighted.html"&gt;AMAZING new standing mixer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, start to finish it probably took about 2 hours. I followed the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.thecapitolbaker.com/2010/07/smores-whoopie-pies.html"&gt;instructions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; using just a tablespoon dollop for each pie but they turned out a lot smaller than I expected....more like mini whoopie pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ikUUEcEOEc/TXj97_8tKOI/AAAAAAAAoK0/9SgYk4Cvt_0/s1600/IMG_20110310_091053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ikUUEcEOEc/TXj97_8tKOI/AAAAAAAAoK0/9SgYk4Cvt_0/s400/IMG_20110310_091053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582490945345890530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Equally tasty and adorable, but more fun-sized, making it even easier to justify saying gimme s'more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-807629672618818120?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/807629672618818120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/gimme-smore-whoopie-pies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/807629672618818120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/807629672618818120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/gimme-smore-whoopie-pies.html' title='Gimme S&apos;more Whoopie Pies!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Aa-rsEzhSo/TXj9r-uKHhI/AAAAAAAAoKk/ze6sV2ubPZA/s72-c/s%2527mores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-296148467085954272</id><published>2011-03-08T10:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:36:40.669-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domesticity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><title type='text'>This Weekend Was Sew Productive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayGptuzI03w/TXZLeKCE9gI/AAAAAAAAoJ4/SlvnzusK9JI/s1600/close%2Bup.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBnyxO4HICk/TXZKXu6IzCI/AAAAAAAAoJw/QeORi1DbyYM/s1600/happy%2Bflags%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBnyxO4HICk/TXZKXu6IzCI/AAAAAAAAoJw/QeORi1DbyYM/s400/happy%2Bflags%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581730559761632290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSnXZlomSys/TXZKL_rPgjI/AAAAAAAAoJo/qBgBXWiuKkA/s1600/happy%2Bflags%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first weekend in NYC in a month was domestic to the max with a hint of spice-- yes, I got out on Saturday night. I vacummed, did laundry, got a facial, cleaned, ran errands, went running, made delicious &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/ina-garten/lentil-sausage-soup-recipe/index.html"&gt;lentil soup&lt;/a&gt; and finished my first home sewing project! (Am I housewife year old trapped in a 28 year old's body? Sometimes I wonder...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've had bare windows in my kitchen/living area ever since I moved in. I managed to put up some blinds to prevent any perv neighbors from watching me vacum in my birthday suit, but they're plain white-- borrrrrring. Since curtains seemed a little overwhelming for my first solo sewing project, so I decided to try something a little easier to practice my skills. So here they are: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSnXZlomSys/TXZKL_rPgjI/AAAAAAAAoJo/qBgBXWiuKkA/s1600/happy%2Bflags%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fSnXZlomSys/TXZKL_rPgjI/AAAAAAAAoJo/qBgBXWiuKkA/s400/happy%2Bflags%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581730358104130098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, some may say they turn my already nautical or childlike apartment into a circus, but they make me happy (and isn't that what apartments are supposed to do anyway?). Here's a close up of the happy flags, so you can marvel at my imperfect sewing skills:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ayGptuzI03w/TXZLeKCE9gI/AAAAAAAAoJ4/SlvnzusK9JI/s400/close%2Bup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581731769633535490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 332px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I got the pattern/instructions from this little book called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0811864030"&gt;Home Sewn: 30 Projects for Every Room in the House&lt;/a&gt;. Lots of fun little projects in there-- next up, new tablecloth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-296148467085954272?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/296148467085954272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-weekend-was-sew-productive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/296148467085954272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/296148467085954272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-weekend-was-sew-productive.html' title='This Weekend Was Sew Productive'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBnyxO4HICk/TXZKXu6IzCI/AAAAAAAAoJw/QeORi1DbyYM/s72-c/happy%2Bflags%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4921973748661789817</id><published>2011-03-02T19:03:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T19:37:08.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest chefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SF'/><title type='text'>Bonjour Baby Batiste!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I've been in SF since Friday. Apologies for the Internat outage, and even more apologies if you happen to live in SF and I haven't seen you. I've been working, wedding showering and hanging out with a special little man who I realize has not yet made his Internat debut. So at the ripe age of 5 weeks, here he is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jt-c4wipS2g/TW7fduOTi-I/AAAAAAAAoIo/C5-LGaJw9xM/s400/batty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579642690075855842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As you know my middle name is babysnatcher, so naturally the birth of Baby Batiste, &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-gs-showerhomecoming.html"&gt;Dyani &lt;/a&gt;and Brice's little bi-lingual bebe, has made me batty (in the best way possible). I visited him last month when he was 6 days old; which I now realize was probably pretty inappropriate at the time since only family had visited, sorry Deej. He slept through approximately 99% of my first visit, a boy after my own heart. This time though, he was a whole new little man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Since I consider all teammates sisters, I have already assumed the role of Tante Natalie and am gunning to be his favorite aunt by the time he can say "Oui!" Which, I may add, is probably going to be sooner rather than later since he is the product of an MD, DDS and PHD from Harvard. Anyway, I spent Friday afternoon strapped into the baby bijorn (watch out Deej, I could make a run for it with him) and bouncing around the house singing and dancing. Pretty much a typical afternoon for me anyway...aside from the 10lb nugget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Clearly I insisted on seeing him again this visit, so Jess volunteered to host &lt;a href="http://sodiumgirl.wordpress.com/2011/03/02/look-what-i-made-wednesday-bun-in-the-oven-edition/"&gt;Baby's first dinner party&lt;/a&gt;, where I spent the evening bouncing Batiste with one hand and sipping low sodiYUM cioppino with the other. Heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4921973748661789817?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4921973748661789817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/bonjour-baby-batiste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4921973748661789817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4921973748661789817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/03/bonjour-baby-batiste.html' title='Bonjour Baby Batiste!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jt-c4wipS2g/TW7fduOTi-I/AAAAAAAAoIo/C5-LGaJw9xM/s72-c/batty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6997345520175999761</id><published>2011-02-25T14:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:11:36.807-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killer technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Rekindling my Love of Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ever since I got my Kindle in the fall, it's become my favorite device of the dozens of digital goodies that can be found in my apt or bag. Not only is the Kindle the cutest little thing in the world, but it's often smaller, lighter and and more versatile than its paper and cardboard book counterparts. Plus if you are someone that likes to read more than one thing at a time, or is tearing through books at the speed of light, this device will change your life because you can buy new books at the snap of a finger and access dozens of them all at once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The best feature is that you can keep up with your reading even if you forget your Kindle, using the iphone or Android app. So if I'm in the subway and can't even access my email, I can still get ahead in my book-- and it auto-syncs with the kindle so I just pick up where I left of. Rad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ok, enough of the Kindle love-fest. And no, Amazon did not pay me for this promotion...though they should. The&lt;i&gt; real&lt;/i&gt; p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;urpose of this post was to tell you about my favorite books of the year so far. Here's what I've read: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Help-Kathryn-Stockett/dp/0399155341"&gt;The Help&lt;/a&gt;, by &lt;a href="http://www.kathrynstockett.com/"&gt;Kathryn Stockett&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This was the first novel that I have read in probably a year, and I was pleasantly surprised to find out how much I enjoyed a novel! If you are a frequent novel reader (and a female), you've probably read this already, but if you haven't, buy it, read it, love it. It's a page turner (or in the words of R. Kelly, "a cliff hanga"), with a very compelling plot about racial relations in the south in the 50s, and a very lovable cast of female characters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deliveringhappinessbook.com/"&gt;Delivering Happiness: A Path to Profits, Passion and Purpose&lt;/a&gt;, by Toni Hsieh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The story of the man who started &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/"&gt;Zappos&lt;/a&gt;, this book is not as impeccably written as some other of the business books I've read, but Tony's exciting story through the ups and downs of starting, selling, funding and running tech companies kept me reading. Lots of lessons to be heard about entrepreneurialism...and of course, many interesting anecdotes about Zappos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Making-Ideas-Happen-Overcoming-Obstacles/dp/159184312X"&gt;Making Ideas Happen: Overcoming the Obstacles Between Vision and Reality&lt;/a&gt;, by Scott Belsky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Unlike, &lt;i&gt;Delivering Happiness&lt;/i&gt;, this book takes the more traditional business book approach of stating and explaining best practices about business behavior, through research and examples from experts and example companies. I felt it was lacking a true point of view, and subsequently repeated itself often, hammering home somewhat obvious efficiency techniques for successful teams and businesses. Verdict: Eh, skip it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happiness-project.com/happiness_project/the-happiness-project-book.html#buy_book"&gt;The Happiness Project&lt;/a&gt;, by Gretchen Rubin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This is hands down my favorite book of the year. It may sound cheesy, and I must admit it holds the same sort of stigma as &lt;i&gt;Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/i&gt; (which after getting over it, I finally read last year...and loved), but this book is great. This is the story of a very successful woman, in a happy relationship, with two great kids and a great job, who simply decides that she is not as happy as she wants to be. She takes the self-aware approach to focus on happiness for a year-- making resolutions to promote her happiness, reading and researching the history and schools of thought around happiness, and ultimately discovering that we are all in charge of our own destiny and can chose whether to be happy! This is not a desperate woman attempting to make herself happy-- this is a busy New Yorker who is sick of being always in a rush, unappreciative or feeling that her mood is not within her control. I highlighted and note-took all over this book (yes, you can do that electronically with the kindle!) and caught myself making changes to my behavior based on the things I'd read. I even did a massive kitchen clean and reorganization which was one of the most satisfying Saturday's I've had in forever. Read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Was-Told-Thered-Be-Cake/dp/159448306X"&gt;I Was Told There'd Be Cake&lt;/a&gt;, by Sloane Crosley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Recommended by a co-worker as a fun read, I've since recommended it to everyone who wants to be entertained on a vacation, plane, or just wants some light-hearted reading before bed. It's a collection of true(?) short stories about a Westchester native and 20 something Manhattanite, told with a heavy dose of sarcasm, self-deprecation and wit. From stories about locking herself out twice in one day (sounds familiar doesn't it?), to serving as a bride's maid (and yes, that spelling is intentional: this job is equal to that of a household maid/slave), the writing style is hilarious, and I found myself literally laughing out loud on the subway. The only disappointment was finishing it; and with that, I pressed "order" on my kindle and purchased her second book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/How-Did-You-This-Number/dp/1594487596"&gt;How Did You Get this Number&lt;/a&gt;, which I'm currently plowing through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-6997345520175999761?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6997345520175999761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/rekindling-my-love-of-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6997345520175999761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6997345520175999761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/rekindling-my-love-of-reading.html' title='Rekindling my Love of Reading'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-2136057707656530767</id><published>2011-02-24T13:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:26:38.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>Words to Live By</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fYRH4DwjWE/TWaiNCusi1I/AAAAAAAAoGk/Upa2VSmM3sw/s1600/IMG_20110224_125607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fYRH4DwjWE/TWaiNCusi1I/AAAAAAAAoGk/Upa2VSmM3sw/s400/IMG_20110224_125607.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577323533499665234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This birthday gift arrived today (thanks Neva!), and I think you know it's right up my alley. And what better to wear while I cover myself in glitter and glue?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-2136057707656530767?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2136057707656530767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/words-to-live-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2136057707656530767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2136057707656530767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/words-to-live-by.html' title='Words to Live By'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fYRH4DwjWE/TWaiNCusi1I/AAAAAAAAoGk/Upa2VSmM3sw/s72-c/IMG_20110224_125607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-2446457954107847355</id><published>2011-02-23T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:29:47.034-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>My Child-Idols</title><content type='html'>Most likely you (and 6 Million others) have already seen Jessica's daily affirmations (below). If you haven't watch this immediately. Even if you have, its always a good way to re-orient yourself with a fabulous attitude. When it first became popular a couple months back I had more than one friend send it to me wondering whether I was blonde as a child? I was not. But thanks for the compliment. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qR3rK0kZFkg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday one of my coworkers sent me the below video of a very young feminist with a strong stance on women in the workplace. I'd love to see how she feels in 20 years, once she's been in the workforce for a while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0rbMHLDY1pA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-2446457954107847355?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2446457954107847355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-child-idols.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2446457954107847355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2446457954107847355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-child-idols.html' title='My Child-Idols'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qR3rK0kZFkg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-793199074516355754</id><published>2011-02-18T15:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T15:55:34.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Surprised and Delighted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Surprised and Delighted is the theme for today, February 18th, in New York City. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I woke up and, as I often am after a night of many glasses of wine, was a bit disoriented and had forgotten that my sister was in bed with me. Surprise #1, oh how wonderful it was to find her there! She had come into town for a 12 hour flash visit to spend my birthday eve with me. Horray. I was also surprised that she brought the birthday bird with her, along with some Patagucci loot. Delightful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2. IT IS 66 DEGREES IN NY! Yes, 66. Yes, it's Febuary. Yes, I'm thrilled. Yes, I went for a run on the westside highway to start my day, and yes, I actually danced while waiting at the stop light. And sang. Oh and during my run there was a topless man on rollerblades gliding down the westside highway. I'm serious. Clearly, this is my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I got to work and after logging into my email, I went to google.com and BAM- this is what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gsl2HhcdMWY/TV7Y98lAZ2I/AAAAAAAAoEU/br1xcFIcrNE/s400/Happy%2BBirthday%2Bto%2Bme.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575131947476215650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 169px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This was surprising-- why would Google have a birthday doodle on the homepage? (I mean, I know I'm kinda a big deal but not THAT big a deal.....yet). When I rolled my mouse over it it said "Happy Birthday Natalie!" OMG. That is QUITE a delightful little feature that seems to be only for logged in Google employees on their birthdays. Loves it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4. I've gotten showered with love in the form of flowers, phone calls, facebook messages, emails, texts, cupcakes, chocolate cakes, and hugs. WIN WIN WIN I love you all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Also as my team at work managed to &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/celebration-continues.html"&gt;out-do last years&lt;/a&gt;' celebration and get me this. WOW, this is VERY exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family: Georgia, serif; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vErjBRQEtyk/TV7cIiP7VWI/AAAAAAAAoEc/k2GXq3niBow/s400/photo%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575135427921925474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-793199074516355754?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/793199074516355754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/surprised-and-delighted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/793199074516355754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/793199074516355754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/surprised-and-delighted.html' title='Surprised and Delighted!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gsl2HhcdMWY/TV7Y98lAZ2I/AAAAAAAAoEU/br1xcFIcrNE/s72-c/Happy%2BBirthday%2Bto%2Bme.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8970223341826637697</id><published>2011-02-17T09:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T10:01:03.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Granola!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHDo1HwV2pI/TV0xZUC_mlI/AAAAAAAAoDo/QQiLl2fq7jQ/s1600/Granola%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHDo1HwV2pI/TV0xZUC_mlI/AAAAAAAAoDo/QQiLl2fq7jQ/s400/Granola%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574666224702298706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mmmmmm, Granola. It has always been one of my favorite breakfast foods (and nicknames for my sister). Sometime over Thanksgiving I was randomly inspired to try to make it myself, and Kit and I made our first batch with some pretty good success. Since its not a very common thing to make from scratch, people always seem especially surprised when you say 'I made this!', which is a bonus, because, if they knew how easy it was, they'd be &lt;i&gt;much&lt;/i&gt; less impressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Since Thanksgiving I've made a about a half dozen batches, experimenting with varying recipes and baking times. Drawing from the best, and my personal taste, here's my go-to recipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Natty's Granola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5 cups of Quaker Oats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 cups raw slivered almonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1 1/4 cup raw coconut shavings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1 1/2 cup raw pecans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 teaspoons cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1 1/2 cups of dried cranberries or raisins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1/2 tsp salt (unless you are making it for Jess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2/3 cup canola oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2/3 cup pure maple syrup (don't even ATTEMPT with fake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2 tsp almond extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1 tsp vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's what to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Preheat oven to 300. Line two rimmed baking sheets with parchment paper. Make sure your baking sheets are rimmed-- if yours are flat, you are going to make a mess. It's worth buying disposable rimmed ones if you don't have them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mix all dry ingredients, except the cranberries or raisins, in large mixing bowl. In a separate small mixing bowl whisk together oil, syrup and extracts. Then pour the wet mixture over the try and toss with wooden spoon to coat. Spread the mixture evenly over the two cookie sheets and put in the oven. Bake for 45 minutes, or until the mixture is browned but not burned, rotating baking sheets and moving the mix around with a spatula every 15 mins or so. Sprinkle the cranberries or raisins (or both!) over the mixture and let cool and dry completely. Then sprinkle on top of yogurt and berries, enjoy straight up with milk, or package it up in some mason jars for a sweet and healthy treat for friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNm07pR45W4/TV0xJKSNEZI/AAAAAAAAoDg/-4F_0Dt0Rzo/s1600/Granola%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNm07pR45W4/TV0xJKSNEZI/AAAAAAAAoDg/-4F_0Dt0Rzo/s400/Granola%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574665947203834258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Granola will last at least 2 weeks in sealed containers, and is a lot less fragile than trying to send cookies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-8970223341826637697?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8970223341826637697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/granola.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8970223341826637697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8970223341826637697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/granola.html' title='Granola!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHDo1HwV2pI/TV0xZUC_mlI/AAAAAAAAoDo/QQiLl2fq7jQ/s72-c/Granola%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-138939231897981965</id><published>2011-02-16T17:03:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:28:53.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cards and stationary'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Card Round Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So yeah, it's too late to provide inspiration for your card making this year, but thought I would share some of this years' creations from my den of love anyway. Because, after all, you never know when you may want to surprise someone with a heart-inspired message. Rather than focus on paper valentines, I expanded my mediums this year with some new craft tools and techniques...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two cards below are brought to you by the glorious glue gun that has recently joined my ever-expanding collection of craft tools (thanks, Santa). It has proved it's worth not only for securing buttons and ribbons on paper, but also for repairing furniture in my apartment. Loves it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gsGdjYL1CQo/TVxKrUJQPoI/AAAAAAAAoCc/GA1UrZ85IBk/s400/glue%2Bgun%2Bvalentines.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574412546780184194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On a side note I'm considering launching a glue gun marketing campaign called "Make Crafts Not War," with some iconic hand gun and glue gun imagery...think it has potential? prob not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The cards below require no glue at all-- they are pure tape. &lt;a href="http://www.happytape.bigcartel.com/"&gt;Japanese masking tape&lt;/a&gt; of assorted colors is REALLY fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XrPcrn6gWO4/TVxLnjPyokI/AAAAAAAAoCk/kQFK1cGCFDE/s400/Tape%2BValentines.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574413581626286658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For much less neat project, I tried stenciled valentines over at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/storque/events/come-stencil-postcards-with-ed-roth-at-etsy-labs-12280/"&gt;Etsy Craft Night&lt;/a&gt; last week. I usually try to avoid using paint in my apt as it will likely end up on my furniture and clothing, so trying it out in Etsy's amazing craft studio was rad. I made this &lt;i&gt;real &lt;/i&gt;heart Valentine with a stencil, then I got my thumbs dirty and created this little thumbprint heart bookmark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " &gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mfC0WXZCOXM/TVxMyG2Wu8I/AAAAAAAAoCs/QvLxc25yogU/s400/Stencils.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574414862493596610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 380px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Last of all of all I had to create this web-inspired card for the nerdiest of my valentines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kLfoOH7imLE/TVxNzNi_WQI/AAAAAAAAoC8/Uh-eMGcWKJs/s400/%2540kmlake.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574415980982917378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 357px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ok, now time to get over vday and on to the next holiday....my bday is Friday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-138939231897981965?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/138939231897981965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day-card-round-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/138939231897981965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/138939231897981965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day-card-round-up.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Card Round Up'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gsGdjYL1CQo/TVxKrUJQPoI/AAAAAAAAoCc/GA1UrZ85IBk/s72-c/glue%2Bgun%2Bvalentines.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8325882162946630085</id><published>2011-02-15T15:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:33:00.465-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rad Marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Sneak Attack Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Exhibit #1: Gu Energy Gel, a popular gel used for athletes participating in endurance sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtKnZSS_ZIM/TVm8kmHAS_I/AAAAAAAAoBs/HNkyVyWqRN8/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-02-14%2Bat%2B6.31.54%2BPM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573693350738938866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 243px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Exhibit #2: Spotted in bodega, a pocket shot of energy....errr alchol. This is a rather sick marketing trick. Imagine reaching into your pocket half way through a marathon and taking a shot of warm tequila! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBzHCiBq97o/TVm8BqfpdsI/AAAAAAAAoBk/bRJm-JMJf_Q/s400/pocketshot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573692750620620482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Does anyone else find this disturbing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8325882162946630085?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8325882162946630085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/sneak-attack-shots.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8325882162946630085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8325882162946630085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/sneak-attack-shots.html' title='Sneak Attack Shots'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WtKnZSS_ZIM/TVm8kmHAS_I/AAAAAAAAoBs/HNkyVyWqRN8/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-02-14%2Bat%2B6.31.54%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4168315998831420171</id><published>2011-02-14T18:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T18:27:43.661-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Sweet Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KB2btFCfwbw/TVm5mOlqb5I/AAAAAAAAoBc/Awn14INo4Bg/s1600/cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFCI4qYcIcY/TVm48dZ3TNI/AAAAAAAAoBU/FtGg4xPYn8k/s1600/cookies%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFCI4qYcIcY/TVm48dZ3TNI/AAAAAAAAoBU/FtGg4xPYn8k/s400/cookies%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573689362672471250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since today is all about chocolate, and hearts, what could be better than baking up some chocolate hearts!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to share these super easy tasty treats that will make any sweet toothed sweethearts' heart melt (how's that for a tongue twister!). These light airy chocolate crisps are simple to whip up and only 50 calories a heart! Thank you Martha for coming through as usual. &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/chocolate-sweet-hearts"&gt;Recipe here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I stacked some up in this reused little circular canister that came with cupcake liners in it, added some paper, ribbon and voila! The perfect little gift for the hostess of the vday girls dinner tonight :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KB2btFCfwbw/TVm5mOlqb5I/AAAAAAAAoBc/Awn14INo4Bg/s400/cookies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573690080249933714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4168315998831420171?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4168315998831420171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4168315998831420171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4168315998831420171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-hearts.html' title='Sweet Hearts'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uFCI4qYcIcY/TVm48dZ3TNI/AAAAAAAAoBU/FtGg4xPYn8k/s72-c/cookies%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-2068060704844277601</id><published>2011-02-14T10:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T10:57:25.131-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Love Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6olR4ZR8XEo/TVlKrCG3mxI/AAAAAAAAoBE/QrWpaSXwm-M/s1600/IMG_20110213_191519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6olR4ZR8XEo/TVlKrCG3mxI/AAAAAAAAoBE/QrWpaSXwm-M/s400/IMG_20110213_191519.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573568117008210706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Valentine's Day! For the LOVEliest day of the year, I whipped up some banana chocolate chip muffins. Here's my recipe below, sure to please any sweetheart with a sweet-tooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Banana Chocolate Chip Muffins (or Bread)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Makes about 20 Muffins or 1 Loaf&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;2  cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;3/4  teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2  teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1  cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4  cup butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;2  large eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2  cups mashed ripe banana (about 3 bananas)&lt;br /&gt;1/3  cup plain low-fat yogurt&lt;br /&gt;1  teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Preheat oven to 350°.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lightly spoon flour into dry measuring cups; level with a knife. Combine the flour, baking soda, and salt, stirring with a whisk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Place sugar and butter in a large bowl, and beat with a mixer at medium speed until well blended (about 1 minute). Add the eggs, 1 at a time, beating well after each addition. Add&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; banana&lt;/span&gt;, yogurt, and vanilla; beat until blended. Add flour mixture; beat at low speed just until moist. Spoon into paper lined muffins tins (or greased loaf pan). Bake at 350° for about 25 mins or until a wooden pick inserted in center comes out clean. (Bake for about 1 hour if making a loaf) Cool 10 minutes in tins on a wire rack; remove from pan. Cool completely on wire rack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-2068060704844277601?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2068060704844277601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-muffins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2068060704844277601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2068060704844277601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-muffins.html' title='Love Muffins'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6olR4ZR8XEo/TVlKrCG3mxI/AAAAAAAAoBE/QrWpaSXwm-M/s72-c/IMG_20110213_191519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-2164387116223082614</id><published>2011-02-10T20:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:37:26.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebs'/><title type='text'>It's a Small World After All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9zTpMcc8vk/TVSPujQcMWI/AAAAAAAAn_k/WtTJE7mgqyQ/s1600/IMG_20110208_200800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9zTpMcc8vk/TVSPujQcMWI/AAAAAAAAn_k/WtTJE7mgqyQ/s400/IMG_20110208_200800.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572236668865098082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every once in a while I have those experiences where the stars align or the dots connect or [insert cliche here] where you are reminded that the world is SMALL. A big one of those moments came for me on Tuesday, when I headed up to Niketown to meet up with the &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/niketown-running-club-new-york"&gt;Nike Running Club&lt;/a&gt;, which I have recently started running with on Tuesdays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tonight, they announced at the door, there is a special event going on with a celebrity athlete. Minutes later, riding up the escalator to drop off my bag, who should I run into but the celebrity athlete (and my freshman roommate!!!) the fabulous &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ogonna_Nnamani"&gt;Ogonna&lt;/a&gt; Nnamani of Stanford and &lt;a href="http://usavolleyball.org/athletes/ogonna-nnamani"&gt;US Olympic Volleyball&lt;/a&gt; fame! We scared most of her high school volleyball fans with hugging, and screaming OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The world is small. Turns out, she's living in NYC with her fiance (looks like I&lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-month-for-soon-to-be-drs-omalley.html"&gt;'m the only of our 3 freshman roommates&lt;/a&gt; to be riding the single train), and finishing her requirements to apply for med school. And, as it appeared, making some special celebrity appearances (this one was for the launch of the&lt;a href="http://www.nike.com/nikewomen/features/ntc?locale=en_US"&gt; Nike Training Club&lt;/a&gt; app). As we used to say freshman year, GO OG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And yes, we both were coincidentally dressed in matching Stanford/Nike gear :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-2164387116223082614?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2164387116223082614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-small-world-after-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2164387116223082614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2164387116223082614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-small-world-after-all.html' title='It&apos;s a Small World After All'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9zTpMcc8vk/TVSPujQcMWI/AAAAAAAAn_k/WtTJE7mgqyQ/s72-c/IMG_20110208_200800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1000552976363517875</id><published>2011-02-04T13:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T14:06:40.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><title type='text'>Sew exciting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TUxNT1tkSuI/AAAAAAAAn-M/35Or4D4AaAU/s1600/IMG_20110120_132954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TUxNT1tkSuI/AAAAAAAAn-M/35Or4D4AaAU/s400/IMG_20110120_132954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569911842381515490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;New year, new hobby. (And yes, I'll also be trying to maintain the old hobby of blogging, which I know I've been failing at lately)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In an effort to further morph into the modern Martha, I signed up for a Sewing 101 at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.3rdward.com/"&gt;3rd Ward&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (rad place BTW) with Christina. I've done some sewing projects before, but only with the help of my master-seamster dad who basically set everything up so I could sit there and push the pedal. Sew, I decided, time for me to learn to do sewing projects on my own. For the first 3 Wednesday's of the year we trekked out to Brooklyn learned how to wind a bobbin, thread a machine and sew (semi-)straight lines. We made simple bags for the first 2 classes and on the third we learned the skill/thrill of installing a zipper...which turns out to be one of the more satisfying projects I've ever finished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TUxNYRMapmI/AAAAAAAAn-U/Tra5v2NCSqM/s1600/IMG_20110120_133026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TUxNYRMapmI/AAAAAAAAn-U/Tra5v2NCSqM/s400/IMG_20110120_133026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569911918478141026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Needless to say, I'm hooked, and ordered a sewing machine which arrived this week! Not taking requests yet, but stay tuned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-1000552976363517875?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1000552976363517875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/sew-exciting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1000552976363517875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1000552976363517875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2011/02/sew-exciting.html' title='Sew exciting!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TUxNT1tkSuI/AAAAAAAAn-M/35Or4D4AaAU/s72-c/IMG_20110120_132954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8246576997843715792</id><published>2010-12-14T15:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T15:59:36.463-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Cookies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, it's officially the most wonderful time of the year...Signs of the season: lights are strung all over the city, the halls are decked, we've had our first snowflakes, and my apartment has smelled of cookies for 2 weeks straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I've decorated dozens of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.marthastewart.com/portal/site/mslo/menuitem.fc77a0dbc44dd1611e3bf410b5900aa0/?vgnextoid=7ee2640093b0f010VgnVCM1000003d370a0aRCRD&amp;amp;vgnextfmt=default"&gt;the classics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I've also decided to add a new flavor this holiday-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.bonappetit.com/recipes/2010/12/double_chocolate_peppermint_crunch_cookies"&gt;chocolate peppermint crunch cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. I found the recipe in Bon Appetit (thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/high-hi-5-for-bday-girl.html"&gt;Leslie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;) and found that these festive cookies are the perfect compliment to the classics. Cause while those sugar cookies look oh so festive frosted, they don't do much for the chocolate lovers....Here's a little box I wrapped up for some very special neighbors :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TQfaXMKIXLI/AAAAAAAAn1M/vqPlzdgAGlM/s1600/Cookies%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TQfaXMKIXLI/AAAAAAAAn1M/vqPlzdgAGlM/s400/Cookies%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550645157692988594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolate Peppermint in the bottom left (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8246576997843715792?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8246576997843715792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8246576997843715792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8246576997843715792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-cookies.html' title='Christmas Cookies!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TQfaXMKIXLI/AAAAAAAAn1M/vqPlzdgAGlM/s72-c/Cookies%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1786720518679366041</id><published>2010-11-17T13:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T13:43:58.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Birthday Becca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TOQhBsBHeYI/AAAAAAAAnuU/Tmw34CgThUk/s1600/birthday%2Bbec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TOQhBsBHeYI/AAAAAAAAnuU/Tmw34CgThUk/s400/birthday%2Bbec.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540589754451982722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;She's so excited. Really.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I'm thrilled to be celebrating the 25th Anniversary of NOT being an only child today! Yes, that's right, my not-so-little sister has reached the peak of her mid twenties. The good news is, I'm still a hair taller. And no one can tell who's older. &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://nextkidthing.com/wp-content/uploads/drseussbirthday.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://nextkidthing.com/%3Fp%3D2923&amp;amp;usg=__-bsyQ2NBXd-rdk6JhHIDDJWU_LQ=&amp;amp;h=500&amp;amp;w=367&amp;amp;sz=46&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;sig2=6oacWrCWJRMuO0l3GIs3Bg&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=ftKKJSLrmotNlM:&amp;amp;tbnh=162&amp;amp;tbnw=119&amp;amp;ei=3yHkTOb3G9OTnQfo1K3FDA&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dhappy%2Bbirthday%2Bto%2Byou%2Bdr%2Bseuss%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DX%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D594%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=391&amp;amp;oei=3yHkTOb3G9OTnQfo1K3FDA&amp;amp;esq=1&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;ndsp=14&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0&amp;amp;tx=39&amp;amp;ty=61"&gt;Well I wish I could do what they do in Katroo&lt;/a&gt;.... but since I can't, I'm taking the train to Philly for a delicious dinner with the birthday girl and cousin Alex. And here's to hoping the Birthday Bird shows up in Newton next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-1786720518679366041?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1786720518679366041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/birthday-becca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1786720518679366041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1786720518679366041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/birthday-becca.html' title='Birthday Becca'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TOQhBsBHeYI/AAAAAAAAnuU/Tmw34CgThUk/s72-c/birthday%2Bbec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6039115764550651551</id><published>2010-11-16T15:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T15:52:16.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Celebrity Status</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So this morning I went back to the Martha Stewart show...unfortunately this time I was a second class citizen/audience member rather than &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/martha-martha-martha.html"&gt;guest/winning chef&lt;/a&gt;. Not as fun, but still quite a lovely way to break up the monotony of a rainy Tuesday. And, unlike those audience members who came to &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/martha-martha-martha.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; show who were probably disappointed by the lack of celebrities, I was pleased to see both Emeril and Russel Simmons on the set this morning! Woo hoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You can check out the turkey recipe that Emeril and Martha made &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/the-martha-stewart-show"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And I must admit it looked quite delish and simple too, none of this crazy intensive brining. Even more tastey than that, though, was that we all got a 6 piece Emeril bakeware collection to take home! Man am I thankful that I live near Martha's studios!&lt;/span&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-6039115764550651551?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6039115764550651551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/celebrity-status.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6039115764550651551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6039115764550651551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/celebrity-status.html' title='Celebrity Status'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7948830561335555036</id><published>2010-11-15T10:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T15:18:32.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Fall Family Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Erin and I hosted family dinner last night and it was one fab fall feast. We had homemade hummus, curried butternut squash soup, balsamic brussel sprouts and lemon herb roast chickens. Wow was it delish. As usual, my favorite part of dinner was desert...I experimented with a new recipe as I'm searching for a new desert to add to the Thanksgiving spread in a couple weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Let me tell you I hit the jackpot with this one: Pumpkin Cake with Brown Butter Icing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Now I know I am a pretty avid baker but usually it takes many tries to find recipes worth repeating. This one is AMAZING- this is a perfect perfect substitute (or accompaniment) to Thanksgiving pumpkin pie. It is quick and easy and the cake is moist and reaches that perfect combo of sweet and spicy pumpkin. The &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/pumpkin-cake-with-brown-butter-icing"&gt;recipe for cake is here&lt;/a&gt;, and&lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/brown-butter-icing"&gt; icing is here&lt;/a&gt; (I recommend doubling the frosting because this is just not enough for one cake). Enjoy! I am most definitely bringing this one home for Thanksgiving....Man, am I thankful for MarthaStewart.com&lt;/span&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-7948830561335555036?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7948830561335555036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-family-feast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7948830561335555036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7948830561335555036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-family-feast.html' title='Fall Family Feast'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6608070085209268837</id><published>2010-11-12T11:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T12:06:08.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>Natty Cakes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm thinking of opening an &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt; shop and I need a name by which to call these diaper cake creations....suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest: an all-organic diaper masterpiece (wrapped in burp cloths) for coworker, Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TN1zaAfCibI/AAAAAAAAnsg/GXJ_h8c0Z9E/s400/amanda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538710007379560882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Here's a &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/natalie.schwartz/BabyCakes#"&gt;catalog of all the ones I've made&lt;/a&gt; to help you brainstorm creative names :) leave suggestions below! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-6608070085209268837?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6608070085209268837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/natty-cakes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6608070085209268837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6608070085209268837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/natty-cakes.html' title='Natty Cakes?'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TN1zaAfCibI/AAAAAAAAnsg/GXJ_h8c0Z9E/s72-c/amanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7919308449834128140</id><published>2010-11-11T12:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T13:42:13.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Oh Jess, We Did (raise $10,000 for Lupus and run the marathon!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNw3ZzjQYvI/AAAAAAAAnsA/bHEMuvpZDJM/s1600/Mom%2BNat%2BBec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNw3ZzjQYvI/AAAAAAAAnsA/bHEMuvpZDJM/s400/Mom%2BNat%2BBec.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538362558233207538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sorry for the delay, I've been processing the fabulousness of Sunday's marathon, and letting my bod recover. And oh wow, how could I possibly describe this experience?! It was marvelous and mind-numbing, exhilarating and exhausting, humbling and heroic (yes, I just called myself a hero).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;First things' first- &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/PaulDavidSchwartz/November672010NYCMarathon?feat=email#"&gt;I DID IT&lt;/a&gt;! I ran 26.2 miles through the streets of NYC with 45,000 fellow lunatics. I didn't have to stop to pee, barf, or relieve any pain; I hydrated and GUed while running; I didn't suffer from any blisters, cramps or chafing.  And I managed to do it in a respectable time: four hours, two minutes and eleven seconds, to be exact.  As far as I'm concerned, that was enough thrill for the day. But really, it wasn't crossing the finish line that was the most satisfying part of the day...(though that did feel pretty f'ing good!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It really was the friends and family cheering me on both before, during and after the race that made the experience so magical. It was just &lt;b&gt;unreal&lt;/b&gt; to have my family and friends on the sidelines, jumping and cheering and waving; and to feel the support of far away friends calling, emailing and texting their good luck and congrats before and after the race. And then there was my superhero sister who jumped in and ran the last 7 miles with me, continually reminding me "Nat, I can't believe you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;re WINNING this race!" It really did make me feel all warm and fuzzy, even when my body felt beat and heavy at mile 22. So thank you all, you know who you are, and you should know that I love you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNw2jHo8Z7I/AAAAAAAAnrw/aeorWX01HUA/s1600/nat%2Band%2Bbec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNw2jHo8Z7I/AAAAAAAAnrw/aeorWX01HUA/s400/nat%2Band%2Bbec.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538361618732967858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;As you probably know, I decided to run this race to raise money for Lupus, in honor of Jessica, my dearest friend and hero who has been racing to stay ahead of this disease for the past 7 years. I know I speak for both of us when I say, that we were blown away by the support and generosity of our friends and family. I probably shouldn't have been worried about raising money when it had to do with Jess, because, well, she's just so damn popular! And, to quote her brother's fabulous wedding toast "Jess is cooler than everyone here." But I guess I just didn't have a grip on exactly &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; popular she was-- we had over 150 people support us.  And I'm proud to say we raised (cue Austin Powers voice....)over Ten Thooooooooousand Dollars. Whoa. That feels &lt;b&gt;great&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And you know what felt even better? Hugging Jess at the end of the race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNw1WGG2zVI/AAAAAAAAnrg/e3QdtE5Cy4A/s400/jess%2Band%2Bnat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538360295471631698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If you want to hear about this whole thing from Jess' point of view, check out &lt;a href="http://sodiumgirl.wordpress.com/2010/11/08/jess-she-did/"&gt;her blog post&lt;/a&gt;. (tissues advised) And to see a lot more unattractive sweaty, but smiley pics, check out the &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/PaulDavidSchwartz/November672010NYCMarathon?feat=email#"&gt;Paulparazzi's album&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7919308449834128140?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7919308449834128140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-jess-we-did-raise-10000-for-lupus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7919308449834128140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7919308449834128140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-jess-we-did-raise-10000-for-lupus.html' title='Oh Jess, We Did (raise $10,000 for Lupus and run the marathon!)'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNw3ZzjQYvI/AAAAAAAAnsA/bHEMuvpZDJM/s72-c/Mom%2BNat%2BBec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7265848925757122591</id><published>2010-11-04T19:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T19:36:45.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Let's do this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNNCPMRrrcI/AAAAAAAAnoI/ExIJoD6V5x0/s1600/expo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNNCPMRrrcI/AAAAAAAAnoI/ExIJoD6V5x0/s400/expo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535841195729333698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hit up the Expo today at lunch and picked up my official number. Guess I gotta do this now. YIKES! I'm excited. Whether or not I finish in 4 hours or 14 (I may still beat Al Roker), I feel as though I have already won: &lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/jesswecan"&gt;We have raised over $10,000 for Lupus&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Keeping my fingers and toes crossed that my good luck charm, Jess, feels healthy enough to make the cross country trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-7265848925757122591?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7265848925757122591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/lets-do-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7265848925757122591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7265848925757122591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/lets-do-this.html' title='Let&apos;s do this'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNNCPMRrrcI/AAAAAAAAnoI/ExIJoD6V5x0/s72-c/expo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6656087945385100523</id><published>2010-11-02T09:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T09:41:43.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><title type='text'>A High Hi 5 for the Bday girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Two gifts for the beautiful birthday girl, LPR (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/leslie-and-ben.html"&gt;previously LJP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. The Hi 5* that keeps on giving:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNFjRNjQ5pI/AAAAAAAAnno/eoREp5CNDk8/s1600/HI+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNFjRNjQ5pI/AAAAAAAAnno/eoREp5CNDk8/s400/HI+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535314564361545362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. And of course some homemade (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/saras-secrets/magnolias-vanilla-cupcake-recipe/index.html"&gt;magnolia recipe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;) cupcakes in the bday girl's fav hue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNFjvZwa2TI/AAAAAAAAnnw/mIkC0ci0y_c/s1600/purple+cupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNFjvZwa2TI/AAAAAAAAnnw/mIkC0ci0y_c/s400/purple+cupcakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535315083034024242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;* I am somewhat embarrassed to admit that looking at these sweet HI 5 mittens, actually caused me to go to wonder to whether this was the correct spelling; or, whether it was spelled as I previously assumed "High 5." It caused me to think it either/both as the gesture is both a greeting (as in "hi") and also elevated (as in "high")....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_five"&gt;wikipedia says correct spelling is High 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. I might just have to call it a Hi High 5 from now on.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-6656087945385100523?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6656087945385100523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/high-hi-5-for-bday-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6656087945385100523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6656087945385100523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/high-hi-5-for-bday-girl.html' title='A High Hi 5 for the Bday girl!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TNFjRNjQ5pI/AAAAAAAAnno/eoREp5CNDk8/s72-c/HI+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-5982107027843140216</id><published>2010-11-01T11:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:50:54.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>SO CLOSE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well folks, as I &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/06/jess-we-can-im-running-nyc-marathon.html"&gt;announced&lt;/a&gt; nearly 4 months ago, I'm running the NYC Marathon, and it's &lt;i&gt;THIS&lt;/i&gt; WEEKEND. Training for my first marathon has been laborious and time consuming (it's at least partially culprit in the recent months' internat outage), but I &lt;i&gt;hear&lt;/i&gt; it's going to be very rewarding.  I'm terrified and excited, and I just want it to GET HERE ALREADY. So this week I'm tapering down my running, getting good sleep, hydrating and trying to chill the F out (which I've never been very good at!) so I'll be cool as a clam and ready to run this city on Sunday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Also, as you probably know, I'm running it for the SLE Lupus foundation, and thanks to many of you reading right now, I've raised almost $10,000! I'm incredibly proud of this accomplishment, since it will go to help patients like my beloved friend &lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/jesswecan"&gt;Jessica Goldman&lt;/a&gt;, who I am running this race for. Jess has been fighting Lupus daily for years, and the fight continues, so if you haven't donated (or even if you have), I would SO appreciate your support to get me to my goal...it's so close I can taste it! I'm thinking every good thought and praying to ever god I don't believe in that she'll feel healthy enough to travel to NYC this weekend. And if &lt;i&gt;you're&lt;/i&gt; in NYC this weekend, check out the &lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/fileview?id=15C2jcYWInQmYVXMoYRBh78tAdaytQ7aVpZxdm_3RKOl3Nl4xMuKcC1bPQ7ve&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;authkey=CNqkvPkI"&gt;official Natty spectators&lt;/a&gt; guide!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do you think we can raise $10,000 AND Run 26.2 Miles this week!?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/jesswecan"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;JESS WE CAN!!!&lt;/span&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/5817799871482175748-5982107027843140216?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5982107027843140216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-close.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5982107027843140216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5982107027843140216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-close.html' title='SO CLOSE!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-5824654387700801031</id><published>2010-10-31T10:50:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T11:35:36.768-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Greetings goblins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's the the greatest holiday ever-- the one day dedicated to two of my most favorite things: costumes and sweets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've had several things a-brewing in my little apt turned sweetshop that I thought I should share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Halloween &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cuppie&lt;/span&gt; Cakes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TM2GmwFk5hI/AAAAAAAAnkk/IpVOg49OrsQ/s400/cupcakes+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534227517409650194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I used &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/chocolate-chip-cupcakes-with-chocolate-chip-frosting"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Martha's chocolate chip cupcake recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with my (now standard and favorite) &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/billys-vanilla-buttercream"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Billy's Bakery buttercream recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to make them tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TM2Kld06s2I/AAAAAAAAnks/H3JP-zI7A8c/s400/cupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534231893374579554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;Then I dressed them up for hallowen with these beautiful colored sugars and rings-turned-cupcake toppers from my new fav site &lt;a href="http://bakeitpretty.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;BakeItPretty.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  They were a huge hit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Chocolate Covered Pretzels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;These have been one of my favorite treats forever. Something about that mix of salty and sweet, crunchie and smooth, that just makes these absolutely  irresistible. I've been wanting to try making them for a while, and this was my first attempt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I looked up several recipes requiring a double boiler, which I dont have, then tried just doing it on low heat over the stove (actually a tried this, and consequently threw out 2 batches of burned chocolate, twice!) and finally resorted to the &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/chocolate-covered-pretzels-with-sprinkles-recipe2/index.html"&gt;microwave version&lt;/a&gt; (god bless modern technology). I ended up having to add about 3 tablespoons of heavy cream to the chocolate nice and liquidy for dipping, but other than that, worked like a charm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I sprinkled some reeces pieces on some of them for an extra snap of delish and halloween color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TM2LJNGq1PI/AAAAAAAAnk0/l5YU29ALECE/s400/pretzels.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534232507360924914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, that's all for now, if those recipes don't suit your fancy-- &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/10/spooky-sweets-part-1.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;you can check out last years'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TM2Ci8-a05I/AAAAAAAAnkc/DuaKOgw05bk/s1600/happy+halloween!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TM2Ci8-a05I/AAAAAAAAnkc/DuaKOgw05bk/s400/happy+halloween!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534223054103303058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-5824654387700801031?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5824654387700801031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5824654387700801031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5824654387700801031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TM2GmwFk5hI/AAAAAAAAnkk/IpVOg49OrsQ/s72-c/cupcakes+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8136593034391604196</id><published>2010-10-26T11:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T12:28:28.217-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stanford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>Baby G's Shower/Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So, yes, it's been a while. But 2 months, 6 cross-country trips, 3 weddings, hundreds of miles run and god knows how many cookies baked, later, I'm baaaaaack. So let's just get on with it and start with the present, cool? Alright, good. Hopefully I'll have time to post some of the highlights from the hiatus, but I can't be bothered at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I just returned from my latest cross-country trip: Stanford 5 year reunion. My my my, how time flies. Truth is, I've gone to homecoming every year since I graduated (see&lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/10/stanny-love.html"&gt; last years' post&lt;/a&gt;), so it wasn't all that different to be back on the Farm. The big difference this year over the others, was that, in addition to my 20+ friends who are in the die-hard homecoming-every-year-til-I-die group, there were also hundreds of our classmates on campus, many of whom I had not laid eyes on since '05. This made for a couple of fun conversations, and a healthy dose of awkward stop-and-chats or walk-by waves. The class seems to have matured partially-- many blinging fingers, some new facial hair and love handles, and a couple of pregnant bellies...One of which was our dearest Dyani Jones &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Gaudillière&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dyani, who was married away in a &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-la-laand-yes-guilty-as-charged.html"&gt;fairy tale wedding&lt;/a&gt; back in April, is officially 6 months pregnant with a boy...and for the record this was a planned honeymoon baby :). As soon as we heard the news, the team nicknamed him Baby G (for Gaudilliere) or Napoleon (he is french after all). In any case, before hitting the tailgates, we threw a little Baby Shower in the Pi Phi Lounge for the hottest mama. Though it was our first team shower, we blew it out of the water (if I do say so myself).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TMb-XDokFzI/AAAAAAAAnis/36N6WiEQr1M/s1600/group+shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TMb-XDokFzI/AAAAAAAAnis/36N6WiEQr1M/s400/group+shot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532388864337123122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Everyone brought their favorite children's book to start a collection for Baby G, and some even brought it in English AND French, a lovely touch for what promises to be a bi-lingual baby. Ashlee crafted up some amazing banners ("Bonjour Bebe G") and baby bottles with custom labels which doubled as our champagne flutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TMb_FbLyM6I/AAAAAAAAni0/lHLPtKAF2Tw/s400/mama.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532389660932846498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dyani wearing Ashlee's "This is what a MILF looks like" party hat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We decorated onesies, ate mini cupcakes, and showered the mama in gifts including a carseat (you cant leave home without it) and of course, I made the ultimate Stanny baby cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TMb_uiA17PI/AAAAAAAAni8/h1HAz5rcdG8/s400/Stanford+Baby+Cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532390367140637938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;This baby has some crazy aunties :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8136593034391604196?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8136593034391604196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-gs-showerhomecoming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8136593034391604196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8136593034391604196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-gs-showerhomecoming.html' title='Baby G&apos;s Shower/Homecoming'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TMb-XDokFzI/AAAAAAAAnis/36N6WiEQr1M/s72-c/group+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8608615032457568146</id><published>2010-08-27T13:30:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T13:28:14.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stanford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Stanford Family Camp Roundup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TH6ME6K9zLI/AAAAAAAAnYY/MTifmY_B10w/s1600/IMG_6210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TH6ME6K9zLI/AAAAAAAAnYY/MTifmY_B10w/s400/IMG_6210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511997009910680754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two weekends ago we held the first (of what is requested to be an annual or quarterly) Stanford Family Camp weekend at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=Post+Pond+Ln,+Lyme,+Grafton,+New+Hampshire+03768&amp;amp;sll=37.0625,-95.677068&amp;amp;sspn=43.037246,93.164063&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;geocode=FTTJnAId-QSz-w&amp;amp;split=0&amp;amp;ll=43.827685,-72.149792&amp;amp;spn=0.009613,0.022745&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=16"&gt;Post Pond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. The idea's been in the works for a while and sadly some of our campers had to back out due to jobs (boring), but the 7 of us had a hell of a weekend/GB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was a &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dary.kopelioff/2010_08_20FamilyCampAtTheSchwartzS?authkey=Gv1sRgCMiC2e_epcqRGw&amp;amp;feat=email#5508614485469254498"&gt;beautiful day&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday and the boys (including Ballew the bday boy) hit the Dartmouth Golf Course early and we met them post for a lovely lunch in Hanover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TH6Lri6d9rI/AAAAAAAAnYI/poJET5V4Buw/s1600/IMG_6209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TH6Lri6d9rI/AAAAAAAAnYI/poJET5V4Buw/s400/IMG_6209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511996574170740402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The afternoon was filled with activities: swimming, &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dary.kopelioff/2010_08_20FamilyCampAtTheSchwartzS?authkey=Gv1sRgCMiC2e_epcqRGw&amp;amp;feat=email#5508730037526668322"&gt;canoeing&lt;/a&gt;, kayaking, &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dary.kopelioff/2010_08_20FamilyCampAtTheSchwartzS?authkey=Gv1sRgCMiC2e_epcqRGw&amp;amp;feat=email#5508729115737900978"&gt;fishing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dary.kopelioff/2010_08_20FamilyCampAtTheSchwartzS?authkey=Gv1sRgCMiC2e_epcqRGw&amp;amp;feat=email#5508730139771672914"&gt;tennis&lt;/a&gt;, ping pong, &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dary.kopelioff/2010_08_20FamilyCampAtTheSchwartzS?authkey=Gv1sRgCMiC2e_epcqRGw&amp;amp;feat=email#5508729082302521026"&gt;trips to the ice cream shop&lt;/a&gt;, and many hours of Celebrity and Loaded Questions. We shopped &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dary.kopelioff/2010_08_20FamilyCampAtTheSchwartzS?authkey=Gv1sRgCMiC2e_epcqRGw&amp;amp;feat=email#5508614649707411874"&gt;uber-local &lt;/a&gt;and feasted on New Hampshire's finest summer veggies and &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dary.kopelioff/2010_08_20FamilyCampAtTheSchwartzS?authkey=Gv1sRgCMiC2e_epcqRGw&amp;amp;feat=email#5508730297677304546"&gt;steak&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TH6L0RocZHI/AAAAAAAAnYQ/0pArN0rr3Bw/s1600/IMG_6245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TH6L0RocZHI/AAAAAAAAnYQ/0pArN0rr3Bw/s400/IMG_6245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511996724150559858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finished off our fabulous summer feast in front of the campfire making s'mores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TH6M_mpmlhI/AAAAAAAAnYs/AafLIBLgVLI/s1600/IMG_6249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TH6M_mpmlhI/AAAAAAAAnYs/AafLIBLgVLI/s400/IMG_6249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511998018282755602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All campers were well behaved and quite happy-- we are planning fall foilage and ice fishing weekends at Post Pond to come! Many more photos &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/dary.kopelioff/2010_08_20FamilyCampAtTheSchwartzS?authkey=Gv1sRgCMiC2e_epcqRGw&amp;amp;feat=email#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8608615032457568146?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8608615032457568146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/stanford-family-camp-roundup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8608615032457568146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8608615032457568146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/stanford-family-camp-roundup.html' title='Stanford Family Camp Roundup'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TH6ME6K9zLI/AAAAAAAAnYY/MTifmY_B10w/s72-c/IMG_6210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4403683344202323637</id><published>2010-08-24T14:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T15:17:21.604-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Back to Baking: Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies and Coconut Chocolate Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Perhaps due to the cooling temperature, I've started heating it up in the kitchen in the past couple weeks. In case the east coast gloom is getting to you too, I am posting some yummy treat recipes today. Disclaimer: they are not my own-- I stole both, but added my own touch :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First up: my personal favorite cookie of all time: oatmeal chocolate chip. You don't have to look far to find this recipe, in fact, it's probably in your cabinet already. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.quakeroats.com/cooking-and-recipes/content/recipes/recipe-detail.aspx?recipeId=474"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; on the underside of the Quaker Oats top, is by far my favorite cookie, as long as you substitute raisins with chocolate chips. These cookies are so chewy and delish you won't miss the chewy raisins, I promise. They are also excellent with butterscotch chips. Warning: There is a reason they are called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.quakeroats.com/cooking-and-recipes/content/recipes/recipe-detail.aspx?recipeId=474"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vanishing&lt;/span&gt; Oatmeal Raisin Cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-- you'll want to consume these sans restrictive waistband...Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/THQWSE0eI1I/AAAAAAAAnVs/wKgMJ8snkRg/s1600/vanishing+cooooookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/THQWSE0eI1I/AAAAAAAAnVs/wKgMJ8snkRg/s400/vanishing+cooooookies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509052743968236370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The second recipe is a bit more involved. For Lara's birthday I mixed up something that combined her two favorite sweets: coconut and chocolate.  I started with Martha's recipe for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/coconut-cupcakes"&gt;coconut cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and then topped with this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Rich-Chocolate-Frosting-2/Detail.aspx"&gt;rich chocolate frosting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will admit that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/coconut-cupcakes"&gt;Martha's cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; are a bit laborious, but let me tell you, they are worth the extra beating, mixing and washing because they are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; that light and fluffy. After trying various cupcake recipes, I think I've dialed in on her secret: what Martha makes you do that others don't is beat a separate batch of egg whites which you fold into the batter after the rest of the ingredients are mixed. This is quite a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=PITA"&gt;PITA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, and it makes your beautiful shiny batter look gross, but after my testing, I have determined this extra step helps keep the cupcakes moist and light. YUM....and if you think you've made a mess, just imagine my dishwasher-less kitchen ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This frosting is a cinch (who uses that word?) to make and it's chocastically rich-- heavy on the milk chocolate flavor, which I much prefer to buttercream. It's basically the closest thing I've ever made to that awesome Duncan Hines frosting you grew up with. And, it stores easily too and is delicious by the spoonful (which probably explains why I haven't lost a pound despite the fact I'm logging 30+ miles a week for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.firstgiving.com/jesswecan"&gt;marathon training&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/THQa6BWP_BI/AAAAAAAAnV0/IqcF0LRSSzQ/s1600/cuppie+cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/THQa6BWP_BI/AAAAAAAAnV0/IqcF0LRSSzQ/s400/cuppie+cakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509057828277451794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To top the cupcakes off (and remind coconut-haters to back away) I covered the top of some of them with coconut flakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4403683344202323637?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4403683344202323637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-baking-oatmeal-chocolate-chip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4403683344202323637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4403683344202323637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-baking-oatmeal-chocolate-chip.html' title='Back to Baking: Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies and Coconut Chocolate Cupcakes'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/THQWSE0eI1I/AAAAAAAAnVs/wKgMJ8snkRg/s72-c/vanishing+cooooookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6912173017289092266</id><published>2010-08-17T09:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T10:31:19.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coney Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TGqXsHY6tYI/AAAAAAAAm4M/mOnFcBCKHWk/s1600/Cyclone.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TGqV-AcsLMI/AAAAAAAAm4E/FEhGlM6-Wl4/s1600/Coney+View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TGqV-AcsLMI/AAAAAAAAm4E/FEhGlM6-Wl4/s400/Coney+View.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506378386918616258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;View from the top of the Ferris Wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday Dary and I joined Yasmin and Bri for an off island adventure. The destination: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=coney+island&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;hq=&amp;amp;hnear=Coney+Island,+New+York,+NY&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;ei=v5VqTL-dJ4SdlgeS6JybAQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=geocode_result&amp;amp;ct=title&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CCQQ8gEwAA"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Coney Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-- a NYC classic that I had yet to visit. We were all pleasantly surprised by it all-- the beach was (contrary to popular belief) quite nice....huge, clean sand, with vendors selling everything from popsicles to pina coladas....I haven't seen such beach service since Brazil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After bronzing ourselves we checked out the park-- some odd games no doubt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TGqbJYhMLOI/AAAAAAAAm4k/DjhfBS0HMks/s400/freak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506384079916641506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Somewhere along our stroll, I got pulled into the line for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coneyislandcyclone.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cyclone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Despite explanation and pleading that I do not DO roller coasters, I was forced into the tiny seats of this rickety excuse for an amusement park ride. Let me tell you, I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; from amused.  Safe to say it was one of the scariest experiences of my life...being jolted from the free-fall sensation to full stop, all the while hearing and feeling the unsteadiness of the wooden rails below us. Biggest regret of the day (aside from the ride itself) was not purchasing the picture that they took of our group (and were probably selling for $20 dolla). It was pretty similiar to this one which we took before the ride began, except my eyes and mouth were clenched shut and knuckles white with the force of my grip. The others, of course were mouths wide open, hands up, full grins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TGqXsHY6tYI/AAAAAAAAm4M/mOnFcBCKHWk/s400/Cyclone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506380278567449986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After my stomach finally settled from the ride of my life, we headed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.totonnos.com/Aboutus.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Totonno's Pizzeria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (clearly a Yasmin-the-food-genius find). As our mouths watered waiting over an hour for our pies, Yasmin informed us that it was the oldest continuously operating pizzeria in the US that is still run by the original family....and clearly, there's a reason for that. The pizza was near perfect, we all agreed-- thin crispy crust, sweet tomato sauce, and a perfect ratio of cheese. Worth the wait, and the weight (the 4 of us downed 2 large pizzas). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TGqX4WA_oeI/AAAAAAAAm4U/vATUUr2HY8c/s400/Perfect+Pizza.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506380488652071394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The perfect ending to a perfect day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-6912173017289092266?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6912173017289092266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/coney-island.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6912173017289092266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6912173017289092266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/coney-island.html' title='Coney Island'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TGqV-AcsLMI/AAAAAAAAm4E/FEhGlM6-Wl4/s72-c/Coney+View.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1746472105292210818</id><published>2010-08-12T14:41:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:39:20.670-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy couples'/><title type='text'>SoCal Sweethearts: A&amp;P say "We Do!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG1sKMm4TWI/AAAAAAAAm6g/Kb6MkTd6Fbg/s1600/DSC_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG1sKMm4TWI/AAAAAAAAm6g/Kb6MkTd6Fbg/s400/DSC_0854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507176841782775138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Team Photo w/&lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-training-2k10.html"&gt;Bride #2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I am still reeling from the excitement of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/08/fashion/weddings/08DAVIES.html"&gt;Alex and Pat's wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; weekend extravaganza 2 weeks ago. It seems to me that every wedding has some element of Fairy Tale-- for Dyani and Brice the french chateau setting said it all, for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/leslie-and-ben.html"&gt;Leslie and Ben&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; it was the reading of their beautiful love letters, and for Alex and Pat-- it was a Fairy Tale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-go-together-like-cops-and-donuts.html"&gt;14 years in the making&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Though it was indeed aboutfingtime.com, I think the couple and their every guest would agree, it was worth the wait for this special day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The wedding was held in the picturesque beach town of La Jolla, and the ceremony and reception were held at the &lt;a href="http://www.mcasandiego.org/"&gt;Museum of Contemporary Art San Diego&lt;/a&gt;, where Alex's dad is director; and which is only several miles from Muirlands Middle School where Alex and Pat met 14 years ago. I arrived on Wednesday night, not to miss out on any of the action, and to help the bride prepare and ward off any nervs. Lucky for me, Alex (surprise surprise) was the chillest bride ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Festivities began Friday afternoon with a day at the beach of meeting and greeting, followed by a rehersal filled with sunshine and a "Rehersal Fiesta," complete with many margs, and toasts. Since A &amp;amp; P are always the last ones to leave the party, the only struggle of the weekend was actually getting them to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt; the bar Friday night so that they could get their beauty rest before the big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding day was so happy it is impossible to capture. Jessica "The Party Pope" Goldman officiating the ceremony was brilliant. I don't remember ever crying, laughing and cheering so hard within the span of 5 minutes. There was cheering, hooting and even noisemakers when they kissed- the energy of the event rivaled a graduation-- nothing but celebration. And the celebration continued all evening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG1pYFJW3fI/AAAAAAAAm6Q/ZjIMAnaWAZI/s1600/DSC_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG1pYFJW3fI/AAAAAAAAm6Q/ZjIMAnaWAZI/s400/DSC_0595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507173781763186162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dancing started early and went late-- we were twisting and turning and even danced the hora (why not?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG1rYzuRgbI/AAAAAAAAm6Y/2PacoOlZvvU/s1600/Chairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG1rYzuRgbI/AAAAAAAAm6Y/2PacoOlZvvU/s400/Chairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507175993289310642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know who brought the glow sticks but as I recall around 1am it turned rave wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG1n75OWrgI/AAAAAAAAm54/x6nCU4zo1Jg/s1600/Too+bad+Alex+didn%27t+have+any+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG1n75OWrgI/AAAAAAAAm54/x6nCU4zo1Jg/s400/Too+bad+Alex+didn%27t+have+any+fun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507172198014955010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shoes were taken off, cigars smoked, glasses toasted and school cheers chanted. The last song was dedicated to the couple, though somehow they had sneaked out the door without the rest of us noticing. Nevertheless, we circled up and "pretended" they were in the middle toasting to them and swaying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG68zpoHvbI/AAAAAAAAnT8/ahmuNdEwxGY/s1600/IMG_6163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG68zpoHvbI/AAAAAAAAnT8/ahmuNdEwxGY/s400/IMG_6163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507546989854178738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many more pics &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/PaulDavidSchwartz/August62010AlexAndPatSWedding?feat=email#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; courtesy of Paparazzi Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-1746472105292210818?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1746472105292210818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/socal-sweethearts-say-we-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1746472105292210818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1746472105292210818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/socal-sweethearts-say-we-do.html' title='SoCal Sweethearts: A&amp;P say &quot;We Do!&quot;'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TG1sKMm4TWI/AAAAAAAAm6g/Kb6MkTd6Fbg/s72-c/DSC_0854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3956822383625376752</id><published>2010-08-02T13:56:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T16:39:21.001-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domesticity'/><title type='text'>Winsor Reunion Part 2: Delayed Post for my Fabulous Hosts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TFcG6DhOUhI/AAAAAAAAmyU/-JZPAW-XJdo/s1600/IMG_5941.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TFcG6DhOUhI/AAAAAAAAmyU/-JZPAW-XJdo/s400/IMG_5941.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Delayed post, but must be documented that Erica and Meghan (the real working-but-living-in-houses wives of Connecticut) hosted Yasmin and me for a fabulous weekend in the burbs, two weeks back. We hung out at the lovely Fairfield town beach all day, and came home to hanging in the &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-season-completed.html"&gt;Beckers&lt;/a&gt;' yard (oh, to have a YARD!) with the dogs, sipping Meghan's Mango Mint Margaritas. The CT ladies prepared an amazing fresh summer meal of grilled chicken and veggies as we city dwellers watched the sunset from the hammock. They are living the suburban dream these ladies!! It will be a tough act to follow when Yasmin and I host them in lower Manhattan for our next reunion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;clear: both; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3956822383625376752?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3956822383625376752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/winsor-reunion-part-2-delayed-post-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3956822383625376752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3956822383625376752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/08/winsor-reunion-part-2-delayed-post-for.html' title='Winsor Reunion Part 2: Delayed Post for my Fabulous Hosts!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TFcG6DhOUhI/AAAAAAAAmyU/-JZPAW-XJdo/s72-c/IMG_5941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-947200211009037414</id><published>2010-07-29T12:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T09:43:42.133-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding Ideas'/><title type='text'>Leslie and Ben's Dream Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TFGnHFIkkmI/AAAAAAAAmew/U4dphy7jPwY/s1600/leslie+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TFGnHFIkkmI/AAAAAAAAmew/U4dphy7jPwY/s400/leslie+wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099;"&gt;Me, Allison, Andy (our boss) and the bride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My wedding season is now going into full effect, and was kicked off this past weekend with Leslie's wedding. Horray! It was the classiest affair I've ever witnessed- a spectacular evening at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mandarinoriental.com/newyork/?kw=mandarin-oriental-nyc&amp;amp;htl=MONYC&amp;amp;eng=goog&amp;amp;src=ppc"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mandrin Oriental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. And though it was one of the largest weddings' I've witnessed, it was also the most intimate and confirmed my obsession with Jewish weddings. The Rabbi spoke at length about Les and Ben's relationship, how they met, and then made everyone break out the tissues by reading love letters they had written to each other. Between that and her dad quoting "Father of the Bride" in his opening speech, the evening gave my waterproof mascara a run for it's money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The band was a hit, the setting magnificent and the view stunning, but the ear-to-ear smile on Leslie's face from the moment she walked down the aisle until the very last dance was the highlight of the evening. It was a glorious NYC kick-off and made me more excited than ever to dance my way down the aisle next weekend with Alex and Pat in San Diego!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-947200211009037414?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/947200211009037414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/leslie-and-ben.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/947200211009037414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/947200211009037414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/leslie-and-ben.html' title='Leslie and Ben&apos;s Dream Wedding'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TFGnHFIkkmI/AAAAAAAAmew/U4dphy7jPwY/s72-c/leslie+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-687237393319080834</id><published>2010-07-22T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T09:36:00.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Rollerblade Skipper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEXsNUooNTI/AAAAAAAAmcw/KahIbcThH3A/s1600/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEXsNUooNTI/AAAAAAAAmcw/KahIbcThH3A/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496058633897129266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Check her out: She's turning 25 today....Ms. Allison (Skipper) Kronick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TDdsMA5XoSI/AAAAAAAAmao/lbE9P8b6SaI/s1600/Kron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TDdsMA5XoSI/AAAAAAAAmao/lbE9P8b6SaI/s400/Kron.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491977224256463138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I think she could use a little snazzier an outfit- and maybe fewer pads? Hopefully those are on her Bday wish list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-687237393319080834?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/687237393319080834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-rollerblade-skipper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/687237393319080834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/687237393319080834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-rollerblade-skipper.html' title='Happy Birthday Rollerblade Skipper!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEXsNUooNTI/AAAAAAAAmcw/KahIbcThH3A/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4992544561783790009</id><published>2010-07-20T14:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:30:31.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>Delayed post for Early Arrival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Forgot to post this several weeks back...and as it turns out Joanne had her baby early anyway! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is the Googliest diaper cake around which I made for my coworker. I found out that the Google Store has been revamped and is selling &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; cutest little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.googlestore.com/googlesearch.aspx?category=kids"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Google doodle onesies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;! Don't you just love the cookie monster one?!  Best part- I can order online and avoid awkwardness of being the only single girl shopping at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buybuybaby.com/default.asp?"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buy Buy Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEXoCRKJN0I/AAAAAAAAmco/mpCPI2NjHF8/s1600/gcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEXoCRKJN0I/AAAAAAAAmco/mpCPI2NjHF8/s400/gcake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496054045938890562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4992544561783790009?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4992544561783790009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/delayed-post-for-early-arrival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4992544561783790009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4992544561783790009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/delayed-post-for-early-arrival.html' title='Delayed post for Early Arrival!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEXoCRKJN0I/AAAAAAAAmco/mpCPI2NjHF8/s72-c/gcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1237172799819576123</id><published>2010-07-20T10:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T10:41:52.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celeb Spotting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEW1e6Wu35I/AAAAAAAAmcg/22Dcz8iROyg/s1600/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEW1VFfDFZI/AAAAAAAAmcY/qTRkME6bhnI/s1600/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEW1VFfDFZI/AAAAAAAAmcY/qTRkME6bhnI/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495998294129841554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBD just on the front of the New York Magazine HOMEPAGE:&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2010/07/investor_relations_hotties_sli.html#photo=1x54497"&gt; LAUREN GROSS &lt;/a&gt;as one of NYC's hedge funds' greatest assets...duh. Oh and I love that they stole her facebook photo which is from the Call on Me Party in 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS: the hair that hangs onto right shoulder is mine. So I'm like, totally almost famous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEW1e6Wu35I/AAAAAAAAmcg/22Dcz8iROyg/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495998462940864402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-1237172799819576123?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1237172799819576123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/celeb-spotting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1237172799819576123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1237172799819576123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/celeb-spotting.html' title='Celeb Spotting'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TEW1VFfDFZI/AAAAAAAAmcY/qTRkME6bhnI/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3733544205515270599</id><published>2010-07-14T09:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:25:58.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spotted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Living in NYC you get a taste of all weird parts of society...and occasionally you see something truly bizarre. Things I've seen in the past year that fall into the latter category have been: a man segwaying down park avenue in a business suit at rush hour, a fully cloaked nun rollerblading on the Westside Highway, and then this morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, spotted at the corner of Lexington Avenue and WACKO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TD26cvoI-JI/AAAAAAAAmbc/Bhtt0nJK1S4/s1600/purple+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TD26cvoI-JI/AAAAAAAAmbc/Bhtt0nJK1S4/s400/purple+dog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493752123445803154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3733544205515270599?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3733544205515270599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/spotted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3733544205515270599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3733544205515270599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/spotted.html' title='Spotted'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TD26cvoI-JI/AAAAAAAAmbc/Bhtt0nJK1S4/s72-c/purple+dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4717776107677467851</id><published>2010-07-12T13:35:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T13:46:47.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Here's how my weekend went:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="position:relative;width:400px;height:400px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/summer_in_nyc/set?.embedder=1578373&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=20666321"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Summer in NYC" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjlwMFF1OXVOM3hHRGc1Z2tYcWcxOHcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Summer in NYC" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/" style="line-height:1%;position:absolute;bottom:2px;right:2px"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fashion Trends &amp;amp; Styles - Polyvore" src="http://www.polyvorecdn.com/rsrc/img/logo_embed_alt_63x21.png" style="border-width:0px;padding:0px;margin:0px;background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" title="Fashion Trends &amp;amp; Styles - Polyvore" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/summer_in_nyc/set?.embedder=1578373&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=20666321"&gt;Summer in NYC&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.embedder=1578373&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=1578373"&gt;NYC Natty&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Also, after 17 months in NYC I caved and bought an air conditioner. I love the tropics, but living in 90% humidity while training for a marathon was getting a little old....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4717776107677467851?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4717776107677467851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/heres-how-my-weekend-went.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4717776107677467851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4717776107677467851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/heres-how-my-weekend-went.html' title='Here&apos;s how my weekend went:'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7927875035970107432</id><published>2010-07-09T14:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T14:26:59.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since I've spent much of the past month flying (virgin america, duh), there is no surprise that time has also been flying and the internat has suffered. Wah wah. Hopefully many of you have been traveling and making merry themselves and have not suffered the normal depression that comes with an internat outage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In any case, since my last post I've been in the states of Massachusetts, New Jersey, New Hampshire, Vermont and California.  Becca and I pulled a father's day surprise at Post Pond and had a typical relaxing Schwartz family weekend: ping pong, reading, cooking and 40 miles of biking ("the best father's day gift ever"). I then headed out and spent the past 2+ weeks in California, enjoying the coldest winter I ever spent (aka Summer in SF) and being a serious student at the Wharton Marketing Academy. I finished off the trip celebrating our countries independence/becoming Dupree for a long weekend in Santa Monica at Casa Taylor. And of course, I couldn't agree with Katy Perry more: California girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; unforgettable; and it was a joy to see them all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;However, I'm now back in NYC and excited to kick it here for a couple weeks before wedding-palooza in August. That's it. Boring post, but I had to brake the ice and come back from my silence somehow. I'm cookin' up some fun projects and activities for the next couple weeks so don't fret- the internat will heat up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7927875035970107432?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7927875035970107432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-flies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7927875035970107432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7927875035970107432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7808066939435765397</id><published>2010-06-03T14:38:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:50:17.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jess We Can! (I'm running the NYC Marathon)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TAf3rj6wNBI/AAAAAAAAmS8/iSPHZgJ9xd0/s1600/jess+loves+natty.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;[Apologies for those of you who received this via email blast]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So I've been waiting for weeks to announce this and since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2010/HEALTH/06/03/lupus.lady.gaga/?hpt=T2"&gt;Lady Gaga's Lupus scare is all over the blogosphere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and yesterday was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runningday.org/events/"&gt;National Running Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, I thought no better time to let you know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've registered to run my first (and likely my last) full Marathon, Nov 7th in NYC, to benefit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lupusresearch.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lupus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lupus is a lifelong, chronic autoimmune disease that effects over 1.5 Million Americans and 1 amazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=208430&amp;amp;ref=ts" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jessica Goldman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. If you ask anyone who's met Jess to describe her, they will undoubtedly comment on her ever-present smile and positive energy. What many of them don't know is that she battles Lupus, and its side effects, every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;   "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TAf3rj6wNBI/AAAAAAAAmS8/iSPHZgJ9xd0/s1600/jess+loves+natty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TAf3rj6wNBI/AAAAAAAAmS8/iSPHZgJ9xd0/s400/jess+loves+natty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478619799467602962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;   "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TAf3rj6wNBI/AAAAAAAAmS8/iSPHZgJ9xd0/s1600/jess+loves+natty.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jess was diagnosed with Lupus 7 years ago when it attacked her brain and kidneys. Since then I have watched Jess go through chemo, dialysis and countless other treatments. Though at times she may have lost physical strength, her hair, and her mind (not really, but you know what I mean), she NEVER lost her positive attitude and her effervescent smile. She is the only person I know who can send a photo of themselves in a hospital gown, attached to an IV with the biggest grin on her face....Her spirit has inspired everyone she's touched-- sick or healthy. She now lives a full (and totally rad) life in SF: freelance writing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sodiumgirl.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, dancing, cooking and otherwise making (everyone she sees) merry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ok, I'm rambling (an you're probably crying)...so now its time to ask you to grab a tissue and your credit card, and help Jess and I raise some money for Lupus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We are doing this Obama style: We're asking for only $10 dollars from everyone we know. So give us ten bucks and pass this along to spread the word about Lupus! Think we can do it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;JESS WE CAN!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/jesswecan" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Donate here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TAf3QX7nHuI/AAAAAAAAmS0/ED2QeL4KSg4/s400/jess+still+loves+natty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478619332393508578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;AQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Lupus Poopus-- What is Lupus? I've never heard of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A: Lupus is more common than you think! It's an autoimmune disease that can attack many organs in the body. It's severity and side effects vary, but unfortunately it's a lifelong illness that over 1.5 americans struggle with.  There is lots to learn and many ways to help. Check them out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lupusresearch.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Q: Does lupus develop disproportionately in legendary performers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A: Though Lady Gaga, Jessica Goldman and Michael Jackson all suffered from/will suffer from Lupus, there is no evidence that this has anything to do with their fabulous voices, killer dance moves or celebrity status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Q: Dude, that Jess chick looks super healthy? Are you lying to us about this Lupus thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A: Well, according to Jess, the one positive about Lupus is that it is mostly internal and "easy to hide." There are a few telltale signs however, used for diagnosis which include: 1) the butterfly rash (a rosy coloration on the cheeks, chin, and nose that looks like...well, you guessed it, a butterfly), 2) swelling in arms, feet, and face, usually as a result of Lupus-related kidney disease, and 3) hair loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Q: Are you really going to run 26.2 Miles? Do I get a refund if you don't finish?&lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, training has begun and I am determined to run the NYC marathon this November 7th with a Jessica Goldman smile on my face! And no, no refunds will be granted until Jess regains all function in her kidneys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Q: You say this disease is chronic. How does Lupus effect someone's life on a daily basis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A: Everyday with Lupus is different. It can flare and calm down erratically, often provoked by stress and illness. Some days people with Lupus can feel great and active, and within the next few hours, they'll be on their backs as if they just finished a forty day bender.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The symptoms of Lupus can include simpler, daily manifestations - like chronic exhaustion, joint pain, chest pain, migraines - or more severe conditions - like major organ failure and immune suppression. Lupus patients also take daily medication (Jess pops about 20 pills every morning) and must see doctors regularly, on a rather irregular schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: This Jess chick sounds awesome-- is she single? Is she looking for friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A: She is beyond awesome. She is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/congrats-jess-and-jandro.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rocked up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; to quite a guy (sorry), but she is the friendliest gal around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Q: Ten bucks is a lot, do I get a physical/edible prize?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A: Yes, if you made it this far in the email, and the following conditions apply, you will receive a prize in the mail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It might be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/whole-loaf-of-love.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;loaf of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, or maybe a love muffin, or some dried fruit. I havent decided yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; border-top-style: dashed; border-right-style: dashed; border-bottom-style: dashed; border-left-style: dashed; border- border-width: initial; margin-left: 40px; margin-right: 0px; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   Conditions: 1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;you have donated $10 dollars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2) you have convinced at least 2 other people not on this email list to donate 10 dollars (proof required)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7808066939435765397?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7808066939435765397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/06/jess-we-can-im-running-nyc-marathon.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7808066939435765397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7808066939435765397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/06/jess-we-can-im-running-nyc-marathon.html' title='Jess We Can! (I&apos;m running the NYC Marathon)'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TAf3rj6wNBI/AAAAAAAAmS8/iSPHZgJ9xd0/s72-c/jess+loves+natty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7515784758019295718</id><published>2010-06-02T16:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:03:30.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of year:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TAa47r1LecI/AAAAAAAAmSU/yg090eCektc/s1600/nat+in+chair-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TAa47r1LecI/AAAAAAAAmSU/yg090eCektc/s400/nat+in+chair-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478269332260354498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7515784758019295718?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7515784758019295718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-that-time-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7515784758019295718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7515784758019295718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-that-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s that time of year:'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/TAa47r1LecI/AAAAAAAAmSU/yg090eCektc/s72-c/nat+in+chair-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4270647758947521451</id><published>2010-06-01T11:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T12:00:50.490-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Rabbit Rabbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy June 1st. Today signifies two very important events:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. It's officially &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; memorial day: and it's fair game to pull out the white pants, shorts, capris, skirts, jumpsuits and whatever else. (Paisley and seersucker are also officially in season and highly encouraged.) I think it also means it's appropriate to put neon nail polish on your toes...but would request that someone more stylish than myself to verify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. (did you really think I'd forget?) It's Neva's Birthday! So this has been a very important day to me since we met in the 6th grade and became bff: she was too cool for school in her purple doc martins and I was wearing limited too spandex and matching headbands. No idea why she friended me, but thank god she did. The most memorable Neva birthdays were spent at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.watercountry.com/"&gt;Water Country&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; where we celebrated every June in middle school. Ah to be back at Water Country today sporting a one piece speedo and riding the pludge.....Happy Birthday Love, hope your birthday is more exciting than water slides and cotton candy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4270647758947521451?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4270647758947521451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/06/rabbit-rabbit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4270647758947521451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4270647758947521451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/06/rabbit-rabbit.html' title='Rabbit Rabbit'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-2360629452586783330</id><published>2010-05-28T10:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:25:01.170-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>All aboard the fun wagon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;About a month ago I got an email from my coworker Kerry, saying I had been nominated for the office-wide "fun committee," with the mission of bringing fun back to the NYC office (this was partially confusing because my team &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; pretty fun). In any case, I met with a dozen or so other people that Kerry had appointed as "fun" and we brainstormed how we could make everyone happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We decided that things became less fun when they were forced, and always more fun when spontaneous. I suggested a "fun wagon" or a little red wagon that traveled the office for fun. Yesterday my dream came true and at 3:30 I took the fun wagon (filled with champagne, beer and mini cupcakes) out for it's maiden roll. Kerry and I pulled through several sales teams bumping some tunes and wishing people a Happy Thursday. The response was great-- most people were very confused "who's birthday is it?" "wait, why are you here?" our response, "FOR FUN!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S__RmU2zkHI/AAAAAAAAmQI/WQ55ASKa1co/s400/IMG_20100527_152506.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476326128269627506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-2360629452586783330?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2360629452586783330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-aboard-fun-wagon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2360629452586783330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2360629452586783330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-aboard-fun-wagon.html' title='All aboard the fun wagon!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S__RmU2zkHI/AAAAAAAAmQI/WQ55ASKa1co/s72-c/IMG_20100527_152506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8196084671854375922</id><published>2010-05-25T13:58:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:16:35.168-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebs'/><title type='text'>Kinda a (Mr.) Big Deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, I am a sucker for Sex and The City just like every other 20-50 something woman in the US. No, I've never had a TV, but I did have the pleasure of watching every episode countless times at Stanny in the comfort of a bed full of girls at 517 Cowell Lane. So, when I my coworker offered me &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-what-landed-on-my-desk.html"&gt;his ticket to the premiere&lt;/a&gt; yesterday afternoon, I swooned and graciously accepted. (We were given tickets as part of our media buy at work because our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nnsSUqgkDwU"&gt;Parisian Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Search Story--previously viewed on the super bowl-- is playing before the movie).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a 15 min turn around time at home to turn monday workday into red carpet ready, I arrived at Radio City Music hall perspiring....with thousands of other nobodies. Apparently we were too late for the red carpet, and instead I was waiting in line with women from who knows where who couldnt have cared less about what I was wearing...not the quite the glam entrance we all dream of. But I wasnt exactly red carpet ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_wgfeom7SI/AAAAAAAAmPE/qzQc1ixocq8/s1600/SATC2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_wgfeom7SI/AAAAAAAAmPE/qzQc1ixocq8/s400/SATC2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475286972147100962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The movie was spectacular- of course the Liza Minelli cameo was ridiculous and Charlotte falling off the camel seemed a little absurd-- but screw the critics, these women are hot and hilarious and I will love them til they are old and grey. And judging from the crowds response last night, I am not alone. Everyone cheered when favorite characters showed up and laughed and boo'ed when they disapproved of their behavior (Spoiler alert: I'm keeping my lips sealed passed that!). &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after party was in a huge Middle East themed tent (though I'm not sure how indigenous red roses are to the Middle East-- there were no less than 10k of them), outside Lincoln Center. Allison and I arrived early and managed to sneak our way into the vip section. When Aidan (who's real name I just learned this morning was John Corbett) had a free moment, and we had had a drink to ease the nerves, we made our way over to congratulate him and ask for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_wgqzYxZ3I/AAAAAAAAmPM/RORph61-dPM/s1600/IMG_5757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_wgqzYxZ3I/AAAAAAAAmPM/RORph61-dPM/s400/IMG_5757.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475287166696384370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After posing I spilled out "I must say, I have always been a bigger fan of yours than Bigs" (smoooooth entrance huh?). Allison and I chatted him about how great he was, asked whether there would be a SATC3 (he said not for him- he had his moment), and when he said it was the first time he himself had seen it, we asked why....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aidan: "oh I just flew in..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "From where?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Aidan: "Santa Barabara, I live out there."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "OH I absolutely LOOOOOOVE Santa Barabara, I was just out there for a bachelorette party [please note this is the second friend bachelorette shout out we've given in the company of Stars-- first being Erin's "5-way" comment on &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/martha-martha-martha.html"&gt;Martha&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aidan: "Oh yeah? It's pretty nice huh"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I love it, I want to move there.....all my favorite people live there: You, Jack Johnson..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU and JACK JOHNSON?" Did I really say that? UGH. Yes, that came out of my mouth. I don't remember what happened after that, I think we excused ourselves and said have a nice night. Bottom line, I blew it with Aidan (but then again, so did Carrie?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Other notable siting of the evening were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A very drunk Mr. Big with a mean body guard who he kept telling to ward off the girls and not allow any more pictures-- lame, typical. Sidenote: he looked good, and I am not a Mr. Big fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SJP was pretty private, didnt get very close but she was doing that awkward brush your hair back from behind your face but not behind your ear move that I hate.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A very fake and baked Smith Jarred was clearly trying to cover up his aging, and failing drastically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Various other celebs we paparazzi'ed in our &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kronick.allison/SexInTheCity2Premiere?authkey=Gv1sRgCPKu_PW16OmqhgE&amp;amp;feat=email#5475251893012084098"&gt;full album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, this is officially the most shallow absurd post in Internat history, and I humbly apologize to my male reader-base (and Lauren). For this I will punish myself by writing at least 2 very intellectual posts soon to prove I am not the new Perez Hilton or whatever his name is. And yes, I am going to hell for all these comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, perhaps we were already punished (or at least Allison was): the night ended in a typical SATC-like tragedy. At 1am, after a goodbye dance with the hummus and babaganush platter, we went to retrieve our bags and Allison's designer purse was missing. Reminded me of the shoe thief episode. Seems there must only be one solution: have Allison register at Chanel for her upcoming 25th Bday party.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8196084671854375922?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8196084671854375922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/kinda-mr-big-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8196084671854375922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8196084671854375922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/kinda-mr-big-deal.html' title='Kinda a (Mr.) Big Deal'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_wgfeom7SI/AAAAAAAAmPE/qzQc1ixocq8/s72-c/SATC2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6567471557349397250</id><published>2010-05-24T15:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T15:50:11.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what landed on my desk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_rYBpcJZBI/AAAAAAAAmOQ/uJ-gLYmz8i8/s1600/IMG_20100524_153052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_rYBpcJZBI/AAAAAAAAmOQ/uJ-gLYmz8i8/s400/IMG_20100524_153052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474925819837637650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tix to the Sex and the City 2 Premiere and after party tonight. Now how is that for a Goog perk?! Luckily I just found out, so didn't have all weekend to spend too much money on a dress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-6567471557349397250?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6567471557349397250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-what-landed-on-my-desk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6567471557349397250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6567471557349397250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-what-landed-on-my-desk.html' title='Look what landed on my desk'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_rYBpcJZBI/AAAAAAAAmOQ/uJ-gLYmz8i8/s72-c/IMG_20100524_153052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4500434061967286922</id><published>2010-05-24T12:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:08:23.450-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Edgey Brownie Pan Innovation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Allison gave me this sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Bakers-Edge-Nonstick-Brownie-Pan/dp/B000MMK448"&gt; brownie pan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for my birthday, and I've been dying to try it. Genius idea- everyone loves those chewy crusty edges so why not have more of them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_q6o-An2DI/AAAAAAAAmNg/Jn26my0nlxM/s1600/IMG_20100523_205529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_q6o-An2DI/AAAAAAAAmNg/Jn26my0nlxM/s400/IMG_20100523_205529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474893510025402418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They were as delish as I imagined, quite a hit for Erin's LOST finale dinner party. She indulged us with homemade Barefoot Contesssa grilled cheese and tomato soup, and I sat there completely lost (bad pun intended) as to what was going on on the screen since it was my first, and apparently last time watching the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4500434061967286922?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4500434061967286922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/edge-y-brownie-pan-innovation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4500434061967286922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4500434061967286922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/edge-y-brownie-pan-innovation.html' title='Edgey Brownie Pan Innovation'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_q6o-An2DI/AAAAAAAAmNg/Jn26my0nlxM/s72-c/IMG_20100523_205529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-791898273429882521</id><published>2010-05-21T11:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T11:52:16.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>PacGoog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_arvusFUfI/AAAAAAAAmKw/ZaPVaFfsNds/s1600/Picture+18.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_arvusFUfI/AAAAAAAAmKw/ZaPVaFfsNds/s400/Picture+18.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473751233590546930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well if you haven't noticed already, today is the first time we've put up an interactive doodle on &lt;a href="http://google.com"&gt;google.com&lt;/a&gt;. Just hit "insert coin" button (which has replaced the "I'm feeling lucky" button), and you can play Pacman to your hearts content. I completely suck at this game so haven't made it close to completing level 1, but according to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://news.cnet.com/8301-13772_3-20005528-52.html"&gt;nerd press&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; there are 255 levels. I wonder whether searches will go down today as people waste hours trying to beat the homepage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have no idea whether this is goign to become a pattern but I hope some day there is an etchasketch doodle where you can shake your computer and clear the screen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-791898273429882521?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/791898273429882521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/pacgoog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/791898273429882521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/791898273429882521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/pacgoog.html' title='PacGoog'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_arvusFUfI/AAAAAAAAmKw/ZaPVaFfsNds/s72-c/Picture+18.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6401605806074249973</id><published>2010-05-20T10:34:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:50:11.772-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty in Polyvore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/nattys_outfit_today_20_10/set?.embedder=1578373&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=18901956"&gt;&lt;img alt="Natty's Outfit Today 5/20/10" src="http://polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlVpajZseHhrM3hHSHBqTXdrOVlYUkEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Natty's Outfit Today 5/20/10" border="0" height="400" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/" style="position: absolute; bottom: 4px; right: 4px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fashion Trends &amp;amp; Styles - Polyvore" src="http://cdn.polyvore.com/rsrc/img/logo_embed_alt.png" style="border-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" title="Fashion Trends &amp;amp; Styles - Polyvore" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/nattys_outfit_today_20_10/set?.embedder=1578373&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=18901956"&gt;Natty's Outfit Today 5/20/10&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.embedder=1578373&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=1578373"&gt;NYC Natty&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/j_crew_skirts/shop?brand=J+Crew&amp;amp;category_id=7"&gt;J Crew skirts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style="position: relative; width: 400px; height: 400px;"&gt;The one and only &lt;a href="http://kmlake.wordpress.com/2010/05/19/its-official-find-me-at-polyvore/"&gt;Katrina Lake&lt;/a&gt; has accepted a summer internship at &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt; which appears to be a pretty neato mix of technology + business + fashion--which also accurately describes Ms KMLake, so doesnt that just work out perfectly!? I'm pretty sure she'll be running that show in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I also love technology and clothing (though far from fashionista Katrina), I decided to try it out. Also, I can't illustrate my outfits &lt;a href="http://weartoday.tumblr.com/"&gt;like Ed can&lt;/a&gt;, so maybe I will start polyvoring them? This is fun. Here's my outfit today. Or pretty close to it. Note: I do not have this exact shirt, mine is authentic french, and I do not have this necklace (but I want it bad- hint hint!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-6401605806074249973?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6401605806074249973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/pretty-in-polyvore.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6401605806074249973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6401605806074249973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/pretty-in-polyvore.html' title='Pretty in Polyvore'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4655187808016925302</id><published>2010-05-18T15:39:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:52:34.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Team 12 Pack completes Ragnar Relay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_Qz1owXoyI/AAAAAAAAmI8/OCwKAM8TZQE/s1600/Picture+34.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_Qx5buS9XI/AAAAAAAAmI0/BBLbwj0ScOU/s1600/IMG_4133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_Qx5buS9XI/AAAAAAAAmI0/BBLbwj0ScOU/s400/IMG_4133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473054309926237554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Several months back Jonathan threw a flier at my desk for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ragnarrelay.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ragnar Relay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: a 180 mile running relay from Woodstock to NYC with 12 runners. Since then we've been recruiting teammates to join us (most recruiting took place after work and after at least 3 beers) and after assembling 10 other "runners" we named ourselves the 12 pack (with Natty Light as captain). After a handful of training runs and little logistical preparation, we headed north to Woodstock last Thursday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having only done single leg relays (when there are multiple runners and each runner runs ONE leg), I had no idea what I was getting into with this. The Ragnar involves 12 runners rotating legs, each running 3 legs of varying distances. Of course I had signed up for this in my post-half marathon I-can-run-anything state of mind (which was pretty far from the state I was in last Thursday as I drove the 15 passenger van to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/place?oe=UTF-8&amp;amp;gfns=1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=kingston+ny&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;ftid=0x89dd0f012dc98127:0x41d7895a5832c913&amp;amp;ei=zO3yS5WfDoa8lQeSs-mXDQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=geocode_result&amp;amp;ct=title&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CCIQ8gEwAA"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kingston NY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to sleep in the Holidae Innnnnnn before the race).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race took us just under 30 hours, and was pretty well organized other than some occassional faulty signage (nbd, Erin was lost at 2am on the dark streets of upstate nyc). With 12 runners, we would have thought there would be significant "down time" between runs. This time was hardly "down", as it was spent picking up and dropping off runners, stopping to cheer on runners, lying by the side of the road, singing, checking out the "RagMag" for directions on the next route, attempting to sleep in fetal position in 2 seats of a van, getting lost, eating granola bars, using porta potties, huddling together for warmth and 2 hours of sleep on a gymnasium floor. So really, running was the least of the challenge. Somehow we managed to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Highlights included:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Chonko, ("Fat Tire") the designated driver and least likely to be shot by hunter or hit by car, wore this outfit the entire time. He also drove at least 90% of the miles, biked along side when our runners got tired, and stepped in to run the last leg for an injured 12-packer, and yes, he was wearing this outfit (and high top sneakers):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);font-family:Georgia,serif;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_Qwhj8TWUI/AAAAAAAAmIM/zgxDCBGRHGQ/s400/IMG_4022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473052800303978818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7pm Slumber Party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);font-family:Georgia,serif;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_QxVudCHoI/AAAAAAAAmIk/D7SspGWc79s/s400/IMG_4073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473053696478813826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ji Lee ("Ji and Tonic"): Giving Chonko a run for his money on the best outfit contest, sported a eye of the tiger shirt from asia, and a glow in the dark Hulk shirt for his night run. And the yellow ray bans, duh. He also was the best looking while spectating:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_QxJj26m8I/AAAAAAAAmIc/IVEwtLuSSos/s1600/IMG_4051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_QxJj26m8I/AAAAAAAAmIc/IVEwtLuSSos/s400/IMG_4051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473053487476153282" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_Qw22nNkeI/AAAAAAAAmIU/_S0Mz7sD1hs/s1600/IMG_4065.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed Sanders ("Keg Standers") and Jonathan ("Malt Quicker"): decided to try for the "best baton hand off" award by getting on shoulders and casting out and reeling Erin in to the finish like a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_Qw22nNkeI/AAAAAAAAmIU/_S0Mz7sD1hs/s1600/IMG_4065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_Qw22nNkeI/AAAAAAAAmIU/_S0Mz7sD1hs/s400/IMG_4065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473053166093046242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night running on highways in a lightening storm after 1.5 hours of sleep....this is me about to take off, boy do I look excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);font-family:Georgia,serif;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_QxpvGLgOI/AAAAAAAAmIs/kHZ83R8aHfE/s400/IMG_4088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473054040248778978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And finally, running across the finish line at 12:30pm on Saturday! Complete photos &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/writetojilee/12PackRagnarRelay#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; courtesy of Ji Lee. Oh and duh, this team wouldn't go anywhere without shirts with a sick logo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);font-family:Georgia,serif;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_Qz1owXoyI/AAAAAAAAmI8/OCwKAM8TZQE/s400/Picture+34.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473056443728372514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 171px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5817799871482175748-4655187808016925302?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4655187808016925302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/team-12-pack-completes-ragnar-relay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4655187808016925302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4655187808016925302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/team-12-pack-completes-ragnar-relay.html' title='Team 12 Pack completes Ragnar Relay!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S_Qx5buS9XI/AAAAAAAAmI0/BBLbwj0ScOU/s72-c/IMG_4133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1705523025760180818</id><published>2010-05-18T13:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:08:19.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day Blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since&lt;a href="http://doineedanumbrella.com/?zip=10011"&gt; it's raining&lt;/a&gt; it's pouring and I'd rather be snoring, I'm not writing my own post today (or for the past week- whoops!). And I've been saving these awesome blogs for a rainy day and, well, here it is!  Here are my coworkers' blogs. They are both designers so naturally more interesting, artsy and pretty than the Internat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://weartoday.tumblr.com/"&gt;Wear Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  My coworker, Ed launched his blog this week and it's rad. It's called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://weartoday.tumblr.com/"&gt;wear today&lt;/a&gt; and he illustrates his outfit every day. He's talented. Good news is, if this whole Google thing doesnt work out, he can always get a job drawing paper doll clothes-- doncha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://scanwiches.com/"&gt;Scanwiches&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; My nextdoor deskmate Chonko has a pretty famous blog called scanwiches. And as you may guess, he scans sandwiches. I get kinda grossed out cause it makes me think of mayo (ick!) but if you like sandwiches its quite nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-1705523025760180818?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1705523025760180818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/rainy-day-blogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1705523025760180818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1705523025760180818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/rainy-day-blogs.html' title='Rainy Day Blogs'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-5222780986967225173</id><published>2010-05-10T00:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:27:22.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Likes and Dislikes</title><content type='html'>So after a rather rough week at work, I've begun thinking a bit more about the inevitable "what next?" question. I'm not quitting or leaving anytime soon, but its always good to evaluate options. And several events at work, as well as rereading &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/02/strengths-finding.html"&gt;Strengths Finder 2.0&lt;/a&gt;, for a leadership class I'm taking, have made me stop to think.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "what next?" (or as I still refer to it the "What do I want to be when I grow up?") question is loaded, overwhelming and tends to make me want to jump up and down, cry or shake my hands at high speed. So, in an effort to step back and make the question less daunting, I've compiled a quick list of my basic likes and dislikes to frame thoughts about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do I like to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Manage projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Create stuff in a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Write- blogs, letters, about products, to-dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Craft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Meet new people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Play with kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Exercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Buy people gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Be outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Geek out with cool social internet tools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Surprise people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Organize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Plan events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Hang out with my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Help people figure out what they want to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Entertain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Try new exercise classes/athletic activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; I like to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Try to convince people of things I don't believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Powerpoint decks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Worry about money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Be quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Be treated disrespectfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Wear Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Feel replaceable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Be super serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Use excel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Work late at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Spend more time presenting and selling than making and executing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The good news is that the list of likes is bigger than my list of dislikes. The bad news is I don't know how to make a career/living out of smiling, gifting and generally making merry. To be continued....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-5222780986967225173?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5222780986967225173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/likes-and-dislikes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5222780986967225173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5222780986967225173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/likes-and-dislikes.html' title='Likes and Dislikes'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3132716777601234355</id><published>2010-05-07T11:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T11:53:48.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swagger Wagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; This is ad is genius. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;And it makes me proud to have been voted "first to have three kids an a minivan" as a Stanny senior. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=Sienna&amp;amp;annotation_id=annotation_416415&amp;amp;feature=iv#p/c/"&gt;whole site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt; is amazing-- reminds me of Modern Family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ql-N3F1FhW4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ql-N3F1FhW4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3132716777601234355?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3132716777601234355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/swagger-wagon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3132716777601234355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3132716777601234355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/swagger-wagon.html' title='Swagger Wagon'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4931582005953502379</id><published>2010-05-03T14:47:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:20:48.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend on Wheels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S98vaYiQYSI/AAAAAAAAl4s/xJd9ALj2XD8/s1600/2010-05-01+14.14.26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S98vaYiQYSI/AAAAAAAAl4s/xJd9ALj2XD8/s400/2010-05-01+14.14.26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467140602960306466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was my first weekend in NYC in far too long, and it was a wheely fun one (I know, I know, lamo pun). Alex finally ordered his blades and on Saturday we set off on his maiden voyage on the West Side Highway. Though he was just learning how, he'd already taken care of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c9q30Ce2vwE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hardest part of learning how to rollerbla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;de, so it was pretty much a breeze to hit the streets. We cruised up the WSH to Riverside park and stopped on the way back down for a drink at Pier i. By the end of the ride, Alex was hooked: "Wow, I feel like I just got admitted to this new awesome club." Yes, Alex, you have. We are planning to train for rollerblade marathon by end of summer. woot woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S98vAMjZ8BI/AAAAAAAAl4k/50FbliYD3yQ/s400/P1000177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467140153067302930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;Sat afternoon Daph and Paul came in for the 5 Borough Ride on Sunday morning. It was pretty rad-- well, except for waiting at the starting line from 6:30 to 9 with 32,000 fellow cyclist fanatics. Luckily I can sleep anywhere. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S98eVEIOuYI/AAAAAAAAl4I/OA2n6r8i-ao/s1600/P1000173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S98eVEIOuYI/AAAAAAAAl4I/OA2n6r8i-ao/s400/P1000173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467121819885418882" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It turned out to be a pretty cool event. We got to bike across tons of bridges (wish I knew geography better, no idea which ones they were) and through all 5 boroughs of the city (duh). There were all kinds of people out for it. Including several families with triple cycles and trailing kids and dogs! Less costumes than I would have imagined, but I guess I'm not in San Francisco anymore....The ride was 42 miles but we put in another 18 getting to and from the start and finish. Here we are at the finish on Staten Island:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S98e5JxDTjI/AAAAAAAAl4Q/TXyEow7QXes/s1600/P1000202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S98e5JxDTjI/AAAAAAAAl4Q/TXyEow7QXes/s400/P1000202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467122439874104882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And here's a family photo we took on the boat home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S98fvAywHXI/AAAAAAAAl4c/ed1pSFPL95I/s400/P1000207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467123365178252658" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What can I say? It was a long ride....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-4931582005953502379?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4931582005953502379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-on-wheels.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4931582005953502379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4931582005953502379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-on-wheels.html' title='Weekend on Wheels'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S98vaYiQYSI/AAAAAAAAl4s/xJd9ALj2XD8/s72-c/2010-05-01+14.14.26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1385097996201770446</id><published>2010-04-30T10:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T10:25:07.070-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killer technology'/><title type='text'>MyTracks Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh how I love the spring in NYC! Took the Sarthe out this morning for my first pre-work bike ride of the season with Adam. We met on the WSH and headed up for the park....after a loop and a half we went down to &lt;a href="http://www.legrainnecafe.com/"&gt;La Grainne Cafe&lt;/a&gt; for a latte and crossiant. This is becoming my fav neighborhood spot: great french cafe food + sunny windows + lots of children walking to school (total perv comment, sorry). Anyway, what a way to start a Friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adam used the &lt;a href="http://mytracks.appspot.com/"&gt;MyTracks&lt;/a&gt; app on his phone to track our ride which is pretty rad. I've got to get this thing set up-- shows your route, speed, elevation...wowza, Paul Schwartz is going to be jealous. Will have to show him this weekend so we can track our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bikenewyork.org/rides/fbbt/index.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5 Borough Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?msa=0&amp;amp;msid=109302904273026189137.000485733570c64b7bc0f&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=40.772519,-73.981042&amp;amp;spn=0.054465,0.055221&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;View &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?msa=0&amp;amp;msid=109302904273026189137.000485733570c64b7bc0f&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=40.772519,-73.981042&amp;amp;spn=0.054465,0.055221&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in a larger map&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&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/5817799871482175748-1385097996201770446?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1385097996201770446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/mytracks-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1385097996201770446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1385097996201770446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/mytracks-morning.html' title='MyTracks Morning'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-5122105904552751946</id><published>2010-04-27T14:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T14:58:34.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well stated:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9czeg7lD1I/AAAAAAAAlsw/aCfTtimREmA/s1600/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9czeg7lD1I/AAAAAAAAlsw/aCfTtimREmA/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464893272166305618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/27/world/27powerpoint.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NYT article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; resonated with me bigtime today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-5122105904552751946?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5122105904552751946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-stated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5122105904552751946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5122105904552751946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-stated.html' title='Well stated:'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9czeg7lD1I/AAAAAAAAlsw/aCfTtimREmA/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6190305446175405098</id><published>2010-04-23T15:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:36:14.381-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great entertainment'/><title type='text'>HAIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9Hu0DimokI/AAAAAAAAlOE/-gpVBD3bIh4/s1600/IMG_5515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9Hu0DimokI/AAAAAAAAlOE/-gpVBD3bIh4/s400/IMG_5515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463410401048175170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;View from stage of Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had been pretty excited about seeing &lt;a href="http://www.hairbroadway.com/"&gt;HAIR&lt;/a&gt;, this month's Broadway date with Alex, and I feel let down. The show kicked off with "Age of Aquarius" (strong) and concluded with the audience on stage dancing with them to "Let the Sunshine In" (strong), but nothing in between was memorable. Oh except for the part when Alex kicked me and whispered "Wake up, they're naked." At which point I opened my eyes to find that yes, the entire cast was butt naked on stage. Though that may sound enticing to some of you, there are cheaper places to see (better looking and less hairy) naked people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out, Alex pointed out that how many times I fall asleep is a good way to rate shows- so far of the shows we've seen together here's how they've preformed on the Narcoleptic Natty Scale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Avenue Q- nodded off a couple times, stayed out for no longer than 5 mins at a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-york-state-of-mind.html"&gt;In the Heights&lt;/a&gt;- A for Alert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/next-to-normal.html"&gt;Next to Normal&lt;/a&gt;- Almost as Alert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hairbroadway.com/"&gt;HAIR&lt;/a&gt;- consistant head bobbing followed by full fledged REM sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I figured a musical about the happy and free hippies of the 60s would keep me awake over one about a &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/next-to-normal.html"&gt;severely depressed middle-aged mom&lt;/a&gt;, but alas I've learned my lesson: don't judge a musical by it's subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-6190305446175405098?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6190305446175405098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6190305446175405098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/6190305446175405098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/hair.html' title='HAIR'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9Hu0DimokI/AAAAAAAAlOE/-gpVBD3bIh4/s72-c/IMG_5515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-9054522584894408504</id><published>2010-04-22T12:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T13:51:48.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shower in Sunny San Diego</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9CK1uPiOkI/AAAAAAAAlMY/QTl0JagjR2M/s1600/IMG_5487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9CK1uPiOkI/AAAAAAAAlMY/QTl0JagjR2M/s400/IMG_5487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463019003551300162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Isn't she lovely?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Last weekend I hopped a plane to SoCal to join &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-go-together-like-cops-and-donuts.html"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; for her wedding shower-- I couldn't miss the one and only shower for the one (well, two) and only Alex and Pat. It was an impressive affair at her Aunt Cindy's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/natalie.schwartz/SanDiegoForAlexSShower?authkey=Gv1sRgCNWLs-6kk6TBwQE#5462982246704640162"&gt;fabulous pad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; in Rancho Santa Fe. Her sister put me to shame with her DIY invitations, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/natalie.schwartz/SanDiegoForAlexSShower?authkey=Gv1sRgCNWLs-6kk6TBwQE#5462981945876804322"&gt;bath salts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/natalie.schwartz/SanDiegoForAlexSShower?authkey=Gv1sRgCNWLs-6kk6TBwQE#5462982246704640162"&gt;cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, she's also getting a letterpress this week which makes me have serious craft envy. Here's the first pic of bridesmaids and our bridey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9CJhd5juoI/AAAAAAAAlMI/-woTuqQpT4A/s1600/IMG_5453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9CJhd5juoI/AAAAAAAAlMI/-woTuqQpT4A/s400/IMG_5453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463017556055145090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We nibbled on the brides favorite goodies (including guac, duh) and watched as Alex opened every kitchen aid appliance known to man (jealous). Highlights included playing team golf on their putting green, soaking our feet in the hot tub and this picture which Alex's step mom brought to the party. Alex and Pat circa 1997:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9CKbabxNxI/AAAAAAAAlMQ/4m7H6yCUhIc/s1600/IMG_5486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9CKbabxNxI/AAAAAAAAlMQ/4m7H6yCUhIc/s400/IMG_5486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463018551557306130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mostly it made me insanely excited for their big day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.alexandpataregettingmarried.com/a_p"&gt;itsaboutfingtime.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-9054522584894408504?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/9054522584894408504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/shower-in-sunny-san-diego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/9054522584894408504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/9054522584894408504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/shower-in-sunny-san-diego.html' title='A Shower in Sunny San Diego'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S9CK1uPiOkI/AAAAAAAAlMY/QTl0JagjR2M/s72-c/IMG_5487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8829699336703482554</id><published>2010-04-19T15:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:16:45.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mini Mini-Martha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8y2SSGESlI/AAAAAAAAk-8/XH0Ek0LlPjg/s1600/IMG00149-20100406-0956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8y2SSGESlI/AAAAAAAAk-8/XH0Ek0LlPjg/s400/IMG00149-20100406-0956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461940873304754770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Last week between the French wedding and the SoCal wedding shower, I found some time to help out on a local nuptial celebration. Allison and I made some cookies for her sister Lizzie's engagement party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kron's idea was to do L and M (initials of the bride and groom). We found a great set of letters and numbers at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://chelseamarket.com/bowerykitchensupply/"&gt;Bowery Kitchen Supply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; in Chelsea market, and spent two mornings and one evening making the dough, rollin it out, and frosting those suckers up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though Kron claims that she "always sucked at arts and crafts," I must admit she is surprising me (and herself) with her creative endeavors as of late. After hours of mixing and frosting, she even turned to me proudly displaying a stripped L cookie and proclaimed, "look at me, I'm the new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mini&lt;/span&gt; Mini-Martha!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8y3Aw4EzFI/AAAAAAAAk_E/RO4piiCX16w/s1600/Picture+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8y3Aw4EzFI/AAAAAAAAk_E/RO4piiCX16w/s400/Picture+28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461941671841549394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8829699336703482554?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8829699336703482554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/mini-mini-martha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8829699336703482554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8829699336703482554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/mini-mini-martha.html' title='mini Mini-Martha'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8y2SSGESlI/AAAAAAAAk-8/XH0Ek0LlPjg/s72-c/IMG00149-20100406-0956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-2554384230879879822</id><published>2010-04-16T19:30:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:03:04.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy couples'/><title type='text'>Oh la la...(and yes, guilty as charged)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kQoA06F-I/AAAAAAAAk7w/I9_U61klFNk/s1600/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kQoA06F-I/AAAAAAAAk7w/I9_U61klFNk/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460914302766159842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Congratulations Dyani and Brice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I know, I know, I have not updated the Internat for over a week. Here's the thing: whenever something monumental happens, I feel extreme pressure write the most wicked-killer post ever, and consequently get very nervous, push it off another day, and wake up in the early morning thinking about how I'm letting you, my loyal readers, down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this doesn't help the fact that you have been hitting refresh constantly for the past week and have taken to perusing Facebook instead for your midday mindless-pleasure/voyeurism fix, but I want you to know I feel guilty and I'm sorry. That said, let's dive into the french fairy-tale that was my 3 night whirlwind trip to la France. May I suggest you grab un boisson first, since this is going to be a long one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;(if you just want the pictures check out &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/cvmaughan/OohLaLaDyaniBriceSWeddingWeekend?authkey=Gv1sRgCILPx6z_xtfy-wE#"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/natalie.schwartz/AFrenchFairyTale?authkey=Gv1sRgCIXI96KHpaXzcg#"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/au-revoir.html"&gt;last reported&lt;/a&gt; from l'aeroport, Jessica's tummy (damn you Lupus poopus) prevented her from coming to Paris at the last minute. As consolation (I hope) I decided to bring her along in paper form and utlized the excellent Google printers yet again. Here's Jess enjoying breakfast a lovely cafe in Paris:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kDqEnOroI/AAAAAAAAk7A/6_5OYWmnVeY/s1600/IMG_5077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kDqEnOroI/AAAAAAAAk7A/6_5OYWmnVeY/s400/IMG_5077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460900044491107970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I arrived Thursday morning, and after spending Thursday afternoon taking in the Parisian sites (and pastries), Erin and I reunited with Megan, Sally and Jeff for dinner. Tim, who coincidentally (?) was in town for work, also joined us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Most of us dined on escargot and steak frites, accompanied by plenty of red wine and pain. There was much chatter about the wedding weekend ahead-- we had heard rumors of the groom wearing a sword and the celebration featuring a harpsicord concert...oh la la, we were excited to see what was in store. Tim was jealous, clearly. And after several glasses of wine he agreed to come with us as Erin's +1/Jess' body double, assuming this was fine with the bride. Lucky for all, she said Mais oui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;So Friday morning, the 6 of us headed off for Chateau de Chailly, where Dyani and Bryce would wed, in the largest car available in France (a modest 5 seater van with 2 miniseats in the back). The aventure was lead by Jeff, who I quickly renamed 'dad', for his excellent skill in car packing, navigating french roadways, and carrying his large camera with that cross-shoulder strap only dads purchase. Here's a pic from the backseat of the Eurovan...luckily Jess took up very little room and we both slept a fair amount:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8j8oY_NrVI/AAAAAAAAk50/EJrGhxBP6sU/s1600/IMG_5079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8j8oY_NrVI/AAAAAAAAk50/EJrGhxBP6sU/s400/IMG_5079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460892319019281746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;When not sleeping we did a dramatic reading of the new Universal movie script, codename "Hopper," that Sally is working on. When hunger struck, Dad happily ablidged and we exited for lunch at a random spot which turned out to be "the most typical french town" according to Wikipedia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kDpf4syLI/AAAAAAAAk64/PLthFnypojk/s1600/IMG_5102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kDpf4syLI/AAAAAAAAk64/PLthFnypojk/s400/IMG_5102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460900034632272050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Typical french town meant plenty of choices for anything but typical snacks, and after wine, sandwiches and mini macaroons, we were on our way to Chailly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Chailly we were united with the rest of the Stanny crew: Kat, Chels and Kbo, Nikki and Gab. Dream dream dream (or shall I say: rêve, rêve, rêve). We all headed into town to the only open restaurant for dinner. There was of course much more Pain, Vin and escargot. And many toasts to our lovely Bride. Since there were no bars open in town, Tim talked the restaurant owner into letting us purchase a half case of wine to bring back to l'hotel. Clearly the french ablidged as they shared deep concern for letting any hours pass without wine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Saturday morning we were up early to head over to the Chateau where we would all stay for the night. That was of course not before a stop in town-- apparently there is no such thing as brunch in France, so full service breakfast was unavailable at 10:30am. Instead we hit up the boulangerie for some goodies and brought them into the bar, which was I might add, bumping. Here we have le wedding crasherre enjoying the finest of le petite village:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kGCYvCHaI/AAAAAAAAk7I/QEVP6DjHGlA/s1600/IMG_5160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kGCYvCHaI/AAAAAAAAk7I/QEVP6DjHGlA/s400/IMG_5160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460902661232663970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;The chateau was exactly as you would imagine: completely magnifique! We stayed just across the lawn at an adorable little apartment, which was perfect for le preparty: we popped some bubbly and got ready, then met up with all guests outside of the chateau entrace. The bride processed down this fabulous stone staircase and out the door of 16th century Chateau to meet her dad. It was nothing short of fairy tale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kODDzSLqI/AAAAAAAAk7g/vNMxz9-Zw34/s1600/IMG_5221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kODDzSLqI/AAAAAAAAk7g/vNMxz9-Zw34/s400/IMG_5221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460911468886240930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;French tradition has the entire wedding process through town to the church, so off we went behind the bride. The gentlemen layed down their swords (yes, multiple men were in french naval costume including swords) before entering the church, and we sat in pews older than the USA for the french-english ceremony. We all walked out and the newlywed couple led us back to the Chateau for celebration:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kPSYHgg1I/AAAAAAAAk7o/RmCk2_wWe-w/s1600/2010-04-10+16.40.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kPSYHgg1I/AAAAAAAAk7o/RmCk2_wWe-w/s400/2010-04-10+16.40.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460912831549440850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Following that there was a harpsicord concert, and champagne hour. And then came the food. And then came more food. And then came toasts. And then came more food. Several hours and several dozen decedent courses later, dancing began. Brice and Dyani's coregraphed 1st (salsa) dance, kicked off the party...which was fueled by plenty of bub and featured everything from the electric slide, to line dancing, to Lady Gaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kIPmsz1fI/AAAAAAAAk7Q/nbtD9wWsQCI/s1600/IMG_5438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kIPmsz1fI/AAAAAAAAk7Q/nbtD9wWsQCI/s400/IMG_5438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460905087342990834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh la la what a wedding....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (and Internat debut for Tim!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-2554384230879879822?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2554384230879879822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-la-laand-yes-guilty-as-charged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2554384230879879822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2554384230879879822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-la-laand-yes-guilty-as-charged.html' title='Oh la la...(and yes, guilty as charged)'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S8kQoA06F-I/AAAAAAAAk7w/I9_U61klFNk/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3692083898805657904</id><published>2010-04-07T18:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:20:16.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Au Revoir!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S70E4a4sQjI/AAAAAAAAj70/Aiq2BE7YNCk/s1600/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S70E4a4sQjI/AAAAAAAAj70/Aiq2BE7YNCk/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457523690779198002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am off to Paris to watch Dyani and Brice get married! Sadly ma copine Jessica could not make it. Lucky for me I got to video chat her from the JFK (which is a sauna- hellooooo wheres the AC?!). That's better than flying with her since I'll sleep the whole flight anyway :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3692083898805657904?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3692083898805657904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/au-revoir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3692083898805657904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3692083898805657904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/au-revoir.html' title='Au Revoir!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S70E4a4sQjI/AAAAAAAAj70/Aiq2BE7YNCk/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7946041987821047182</id><published>2010-04-06T11:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T12:10:28.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring with the Sarthe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though I am a fan of the west coast and the land of no seasons, I must admit there are few seasons as wonderful as spring in NYC. There's so much to do, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; is outside: bbqing, walking, jogging, lounging in the parks and frolicking (ok, maybe that's just me). The light in the air is magic and there is a new bounce in everyone's step. You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; even catch a New Yorker smiling at a stranger....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This past weekend was the first true spring weekend of the year, and I got back to one of my favorite warm weather activities: &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/activity-kick.html"&gt;biking&lt;/a&gt;! I got the Sarthe tuned up last week and took her our for her 2010 inaugural ride. I took a spin around the park on Sat with Emily, which was great, except for being cut off by a horse and buggy and falling over...yes, I'm OK, just some bruised knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday Adam lead me up the west side highway and over the GW bridge into Jersey for my first time. It's quite an experience riding over the bridge, and certainly not for those afraid of heights. That thing is HIIIIIGH! Great views of the city though:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7tbmY-SzqI/AAAAAAAAj3c/dxQYZJSybuQ/s1600/2010-04-04+11.03.58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7tbmY-SzqI/AAAAAAAAj3c/dxQYZJSybuQ/s400/2010-04-04+11.03.58.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457056088586374818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Next spring activity to check off the list: blading. Still working on Allison and Alex to buy some so I can have a rollerbuddy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7946041987821047182?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7946041987821047182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-with-sarthe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7946041987821047182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7946041987821047182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-with-sarthe.html' title='Spring with the Sarthe!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7tbmY-SzqI/AAAAAAAAj3c/dxQYZJSybuQ/s72-c/2010-04-04+11.03.58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-2391655988231192191</id><published>2010-04-05T16:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:42:02.502-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Bunny Cakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7pKK-bHLqI/AAAAAAAAj2s/CHC8JrGMQFU/s1600/2010-04-04+14.34.01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7pKK-bHLqI/AAAAAAAAj2s/CHC8JrGMQFU/s400/2010-04-04+14.34.01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456755450928639650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I purchased this glorious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/recipe/confectioners-sugar-bunny-cake.html"&gt;bunny cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; pan from Williams-Sonoma 4 years back, though it's not really appropriate for anything other than Easter or Chase Ormond's birthday, it makes one hell of a cake.  This year I frosted them with buttercream using the star tip on my sweet new pastry bag (thanks Kronick!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-2391655988231192191?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2391655988231192191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/bunny-cakes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2391655988231192191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2391655988231192191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/bunny-cakes.html' title='Bunny Cakes!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7pKK-bHLqI/AAAAAAAAj2s/CHC8JrGMQFU/s72-c/2010-04-04+14.34.01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-2254500724397806936</id><published>2010-04-02T10:38:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T10:43:52.959-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Email of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I woke up to this email and pic from Lauren's mom this morning. What a great email to wake up to on this glorious Good Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dear Natalie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You inspired me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Joan xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7YBljEjJLI/AAAAAAAAjwA/oDeMJFij4PU/s1600/Happy+Spring%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7YBljEjJLI/AAAAAAAAjwA/oDeMJFij4PU/s400/Happy+Spring%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455549743187043506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-2254500724397806936?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2254500724397806936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/email-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2254500724397806936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2254500724397806936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/email-of-day.html' title='Email of the Day'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7YBljEjJLI/AAAAAAAAjwA/oDeMJFij4PU/s72-c/Happy+Spring%21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3196203123992911603</id><published>2010-04-01T10:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:12:14.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be a Topekan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Big news at work is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://googleblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/different-kind-of-company-name.html"&gt;we've changed our name &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to Topeka, to honor the city of Google, Kansas (formerly Topeka, Kansas). Though I'm not sure "I totally topeka'd him" rolls off the tongue as well as Google, but I suppose I'll get used to it. I guess we're still working on changing the URL because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;www.google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; still leads to Topeka search....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7SoiCjrlFI/AAAAAAAAjug/NImxvzZWAUU/s1600/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7SoiCjrlFI/AAAAAAAAjug/NImxvzZWAUU/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455170351408059474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3196203123992911603?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3196203123992911603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-roads-lead-to-kansas-not-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3196203123992911603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3196203123992911603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-roads-lead-to-kansas-not-just.html' title='Proud to be a Topekan'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7SoiCjrlFI/AAAAAAAAjug/NImxvzZWAUU/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7808539318844799415</id><published>2010-03-31T16:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:15:55.939-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>Boston Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Finished up my 4th baby cake this week. This one is for a family friend, who's popping out a Beantown boy any day now. Since its a toss up whether he'll arrive before or after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://boston.redsox.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=bos"&gt;Opening Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I thought it only appropriate that we prepare the mini-fan for the season ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7OswoGmN8I/AAAAAAAAjtc/2GjZy5XMSIo/s1600/IMG_5009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7OswoGmN8I/AAAAAAAAjtc/2GjZy5XMSIo/s400/IMG_5009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454893525074589634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7808539318844799415?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7808539318844799415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/boston-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7808539318844799415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7808539318844799415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/boston-baby.html' title='Boston Baby'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7OswoGmN8I/AAAAAAAAjtc/2GjZy5XMSIo/s72-c/IMG_5009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7411439618468142068</id><published>2010-03-31T15:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:07:16.311-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thingsthatmakemesad'/><title type='text'>She's leaving on a jetplane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7OqyY6FJRI/AAAAAAAAjtU/PJ5nH2hyflk/s1600/IMG_4976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7OqyY6FJRI/AAAAAAAAjtU/PJ5nH2hyflk/s400/IMG_4976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454891356332041490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sad news: Orla, queen of &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/01/orlas-banoffee-pie.html"&gt;banoffee pie&lt;/a&gt; and Irish beer, is leaving NYC tomorrow after a quarter in the USA.  We sent her off in true Creative Lab fashion with a bottle of wine....each, at Ed's house on Monday night. She will be missed, but luckily she will also be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of her departure I baked the above chocolate peanut butter cup cakes. The only thing better than peanut butter is peanut butter with butter and sugar added (this is peanut butter frosting). Yummo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7411439618468142068?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7411439618468142068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/shes-leaving-on-jetplane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7411439618468142068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7411439618468142068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/shes-leaving-on-jetplane.html' title='She&apos;s leaving on a jetplane'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7OqyY6FJRI/AAAAAAAAjtU/PJ5nH2hyflk/s72-c/IMG_4976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3124738047632913754</id><published>2010-03-30T10:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T10:15:00.267-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domesticity'/><title type='text'>Early Start on Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7En1qrJGMI/AAAAAAAAjn0/Oqxi5kmPzfA/s400/IMG_4991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7En1qrJGMI/AAAAAAAAjn0/Oqxi5kmPzfA/s400/IMG_4991.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Since I don't like eggs and I'm a horrible Jew, I decided to decorate cookies on the eve of passover. Why so soon you ask? Well, the bunny has to hop allllll the way across the country for some very special deliveries....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7En57sRksI/AAAAAAAAjoQ/QGeWCvANS1o/s400/IMG_4990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7En57sRksI/AAAAAAAAjoQ/QGeWCvANS1o/s400/IMG_4990.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sorry if the easter bunny leaves you out this year, you can blame a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EmhzfP2EI/AAAAAAAAjnk/nCoM92or-T8/s400/IMG_9133.JPG"&gt;very hungry Saturday afternoon visitor &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;who ate half of my supply of freshly baked and un-frosted carrots, bunnies and eggs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EoG2ldKqI/AAAAAAAAjog/1U7IwPSg5uo/s400/IMG_4984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EoG2ldKqI/AAAAAAAAjog/1U7IwPSg5uo/s400/IMG_4984.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you want to sample some yourself, HOP TO IT (obvious/unavoidable pun intended)and get cookin-- same recipe as my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/10/spooky-sweets-part-2.html"&gt;spooky sweets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; and holiday treats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3124738047632913754?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3124738047632913754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/early-start-on-easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3124738047632913754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3124738047632913754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/early-start-on-easter.html' title='Early Start on Easter'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7En1qrJGMI/AAAAAAAAjn0/Oqxi5kmPzfA/s72-c/IMG_4991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4134272250960246701</id><published>2010-03-29T18:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T18:46:29.338-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stanford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domesticity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest chefs'/><title type='text'>Martha Approved, Stanny Family Agrees!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Friday night, Family Dinner with the Stanny gang resumed after a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-recap.html"&gt;long hiatus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. Ever since the Stanny Fam heard &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/show/the-martha-stewart-show/google-cook-off"&gt;Martha say&lt;/a&gt; "This one's my favorite!" to our Lamb Tacos, they've been dying to try them. So Friday night Erin and I invaded Berto's kitchen and roasted up 3 racks of lamb tacos, while sipping on Lara's fabulous mango margs, and eating at least 3 avocados worth of Ballew's guac and salsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EkkxHY8EI/AAAAAAAAjmw/LNGsqOyOspE/s400/IMG_4929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EkkxHY8EI/AAAAAAAAjmw/LNGsqOyOspE/s400/IMG_4929.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It was couples night at Family Dinner-- we cooked for Kait and Shine, Berto and Lara, Adam and "The visitor" (Sarah), Taco and Calzo, Ballew and Becca:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EkvklScDI/AAAAAAAAjnE/Qnz16OZ_Mw4/s400/IMG_4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EkvklScDI/AAAAAAAAjnE/Qnz16OZ_Mw4/s400/IMG_4951.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The tacos were a unanimous winner...though since everyone was at least 2 margs in by the time they tasted the winning dish, standards may have been slightly lower than Martha's. Whatever, we'll take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-4134272250960246701?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4134272250960246701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/martha-approved-stanny-family-agrees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4134272250960246701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4134272250960246701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/martha-approved-stanny-family-agrees.html' title='Martha Approved, Stanny Family Agrees!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EkkxHY8EI/AAAAAAAAjmw/LNGsqOyOspE/s72-c/IMG_4929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-7833952023677719546</id><published>2010-03-29T14:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T10:04:08.983-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domesticity'/><title type='text'>Surprise Weekend Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EmhzfP2EI/AAAAAAAAjnk/nCoM92or-T8/s400/IMG_9133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EmhzfP2EI/AAAAAAAAjnk/nCoM92or-T8/s400/IMG_9133.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EmhzfP2EI/AAAAAAAAjnk/nCoM92or-T8/s800/IMG_9133.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-7833952023677719546?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/7833952023677719546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7833952023677719546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/7833952023677719546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='Surprise Weekend Visit'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S7EmhzfP2EI/AAAAAAAAjnk/nCoM92or-T8/s72-c/IMG_9133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8203982290905753512</id><published>2010-03-26T12:00:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:20:12.515-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Em, the Red Velvet Queen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-earned-it-girls-la-recap.html"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;'s birthday, and in her honor I baked 2 dozen red velvet cuppy cakes last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6zdOUHWrLI/AAAAAAAAjfM/Ln3lpZlWni4/s1600/IMG_4901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6zdOUHWrLI/AAAAAAAAjfM/Ln3lpZlWni4/s400/IMG_4901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452976486826290354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;when the clock struck midnight, I threw a pajama party to celebrate (I was the only attendee):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6zaYBxtg7I/AAAAAAAAjes/K7dzkpxBaQc/s1600/IMG_4905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6zaYBxtg7I/AAAAAAAAjes/K7dzkpxBaQc/s400/IMG_4905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452973355167482802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Emily introduced me this very sweet flavor, and I've since become a bit obsessed. The bestest ones ever are from &lt;a href="http://www.sprinkles.com/"&gt;Sprinkles&lt;/a&gt; in LA. But, &lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1941051"&gt;this recipe from Cooking Li&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=1941051"&gt;ght&lt;/a&gt; is adopted from Sprinkles' and is lighter with the same delish taste-- AMAZING!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also packaged some up in this adorable cupcake box for a very special neighbor:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6zcmajJIqI/AAAAAAAAjfE/QfsjjAxemPE/s1600/IMG_4923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6zcmajJIqI/AAAAAAAAjfE/QfsjjAxemPE/s400/IMG_4923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452975801358688930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rest will be desert after family dinner tonight :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8203982290905753512?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8203982290905753512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-to-em-red-velvet-queen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8203982290905753512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8203982290905753512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-to-em-red-velvet-queen.html' title='Happy Birthday to Em, the Red Velvet Queen!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6zdOUHWrLI/AAAAAAAAjfM/Ln3lpZlWni4/s72-c/IMG_4901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1302837920027626335</id><published>2010-03-24T16:45:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:53:06.995-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy couples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airplanes'/><title type='text'>Spring Training 2K10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;So yes, as you may have heard Erin mention on National  TV, we headed to Scottsdale for a 5 way bachelorette weekend directly following our big Martha win. It was a repeat trip-- after the best weekend of our lives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-training-recap.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;, we just had to return to the &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/hotel-valley-ho-scottsdale#hrid:kVuIrmbWye8TqNuohSqYPg"&gt;Valley Ho&lt;/a&gt; for some spring training fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;This time we had more to celebrate than just ourselves, as 5 of the 12 team members have been rocked up since last year's training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately us NYC girls had a bit of trouble getting there-- it started with the worlds most anxious cab driver, we then missed our flight and were faced with frustrated and rude US airways employee and 3 screaming crying fellow passengers. We kept our cool, found out Jet Blue had a flight out, and sprinted to their terminal. We got lucky with a gem of a gate agent who processed our tickets, checked our bags, ran us to the gate, AND wore a birthday hat (which clearly I offered her) in less than 35 minutes, to get us on our flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y0wGsChdI/AAAAAAAAjcI/TlwBEgcSShQ/s1600/IMG_4701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y0wGsChdI/AAAAAAAAjcI/TlwBEgcSShQ/s400/IMG_4701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452931987360875986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;The crazy departure made our late arrival at the Ho even more exciting, there was screaming hugging and laughing that sent security to our room shortly thereafter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;In true Team and Pi Phi fashion, all the single ladies (*queue Beyonce song) acted as though the 5 ladies: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-taken-ladies.html"&gt;Dyani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-raining-awesome-cvm.html"&gt;Ashlee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/09/congrats-jess-and-jandro.html"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/08/they-go-together-like-cops-and-donuts.html"&gt;Alex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2009/11/technology-is-girls-best-friend.html"&gt;Megan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt; ("DA JAM" for short) were our pledges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Here they are, aren't they just the cutest?! (we totally won rush)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6yym5z6OJI/AAAAAAAAjbw/qd0MA3PSHps/s1600/IMG_2856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6yym5z6OJI/AAAAAAAAjbw/qd0MA3PSHps/s400/IMG_2856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452929630262147218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Here goes the recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night: We lock DA JAM in one room to make up a dance to be performed on Saturday night, while the single ladies got to work decking out the room with banners, pictures, posters and assembling gift bags of tshirts, cups, rings and all sorts of goodies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6yy2qnxSEI/AAAAAAAAjb4/50BbQ1rHZA0/s1600/IMG_2854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6yy2qnxSEI/AAAAAAAAjb4/50BbQ1rHZA0/s400/IMG_2854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452929901062604866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The single ladies then preformed a rhyming roast/toast, complete with a drink to honor each bachelorette:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6yzNIX8FmI/AAAAAAAAjcA/XgUq379QJes/s1600/IMG_2863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6yzNIX8FmI/AAAAAAAAjcA/XgUq379QJes/s400/IMG_2863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452930287006389858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then continued to have our cake (and champagne) and eat it too.... lots of catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a perfect Scottsdale day, high 70s and sunny, with 0% humidity and 100% awesomeness. We spent it by the pool, drinking Go Bananas and mimosas until early afternoon when we headed to the Giants/A's game. Unfortunately unlike last year we did not get kidnapped on a party bus, but we did get taken for a &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/natalie.schwartz/SpringTraining2K10DAJAM?authkey=Gv1sRgCJOTiff5qtLfZQ#5451230270736697522"&gt;free ride on a pedicab&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y3MYEb8zI/AAAAAAAAjdA/kC7qr6X7-_M/s1600/IMG_4770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y3MYEb8zI/AAAAAAAAjdA/kC7qr6X7-_M/s400/IMG_4770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452934672086201138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were careful to monitor our beer intake at the game, for fear of passing out by 9pm, and luckily we managed to keep it in check. We trapped DA JAM in the side room again and set up for Red Night (another pi phi tradition).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than buy some standard pink bachelorette crowns/veils, I decided to make DIY headwear for the ladies....I found the stretchy sequinned trim, lace, letters and feathers all MJ Trimmings, and went to town fashioning these Red Night meets flapper accessories for our rocked up ladies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y4n5L8UOI/AAAAAAAAjdI/5I7Ac5lJxfw/s1600/IMG_2899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y4n5L8UOI/AAAAAAAAjdI/5I7Ac5lJxfw/s400/IMG_2899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452936244344148194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We then played a "how well do you know DA JAM" game...we had asked them all for random facts ahead of time, and the single ladies had to guess. Following that there was a very odd Pi Phi tradition interlude....The Cookie Shine, where basically we lay out a sheet and ate cookies and read stories sent by the boys about their fiances. Cheesy? Yes. Necessary? Definitely. (and of course there were tears shed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop before dinner was getting a shot of the group in the tub, clearly. So we called the bellhop and about 50 flashes later we were ready to roll. Locked up Ladies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y67kSgk4I/AAAAAAAAjdY/EgQQmX4_uIg/s1600/IMG_2910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y67kSgk4I/AAAAAAAAjdY/EgQQmX4_uIg/s400/IMG_2910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452938781355185026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the whole group:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y5mtx5-fI/AAAAAAAAjdQ/fBn1YUJFXNY/s1600/IMG_2924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y5mtx5-fI/AAAAAAAAjdQ/fBn1YUJFXNY/s400/IMG_2924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452937323613911538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least, we made DA JAM preform their dance....which looked strikingly similar to the "Devil Dance" several of the ladies had performed at rush 5 years ago, with the brilliant addition of Dyani doing the worm as the finale (video coming soon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y7tkBAQwI/AAAAAAAAjdg/huClE5TMnyU/s1600/IMG_2931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y7tkBAQwI/AAAAAAAAjdg/huClE5TMnyU/s400/IMG_2931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452939640275223298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you've read this far, you probably want to check out the rest of the &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/natalie.schwartz/SpringTraining2K10DAJAM?authkey=Gv1sRgCJOTiff5qtLfZQ#"&gt;pics&lt;/a&gt;. Let's just say, this weekend sets a hiiiiigh bar for bachelorettes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-1302837920027626335?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1302837920027626335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-training-2k10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1302837920027626335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1302837920027626335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-training-2k10.html' title='Spring Training 2K10'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6y0wGsChdI/AAAAAAAAjcI/TlwBEgcSShQ/s72-c/IMG_4701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8600580063038051046</id><published>2010-03-22T20:51:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:44:45.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha, Martha, Martha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gVFW6cNPI/AAAAAAAAjUk/bEktwKjb600/s1600-h/DSCN0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gVFW6cNPI/AAAAAAAAjUk/bEktwKjb600/s400/DSCN0364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451630530726212850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How can I even begin to explain how thrilling it was to be on Martha?!? I'll try but there are really NO words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lucky for me, we got a last minute ticket so my mom could be in the studio audience. She arrived the day before the show to help me finish sewing the aprons, pack for Scottsdale, put together the bachelorette goodies, make a gift for Martha, and of course, find the perfect outfit for my TV debut. She was THE perfect assistant and the experience (which she calls "Jumping with the Stars!") would not have been complete without her. Photos &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/daphnepetri/MarthaDazeMarch11122010?feat=email#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We arrived at the studio at 7:45am, and from the moment the receptionist wrote our names on those "MARTHA" branded name tags, I could hardly contain my excitement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gSgYApDRI/AAAAAAAAjUE/mbRNMOFgViU/s1600-h/IMG_4680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gSgYApDRI/AAAAAAAAjUE/mbRNMOFgViU/s400/IMG_4680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451627696342240530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were taken to the green room where we hung out with the other teams, and put on the embellished aprons, courtesy of the amazing selection of grosgrain ribbon at &lt;a href="http://www.mjtrim.com/"&gt;MJ trimmings&lt;/a&gt;. Lindsay's BF, Erik, had got us a little surprise-- chef's hats! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gR6hNoTDI/AAAAAAAAjT8/3m7sL2AkQYw/s1600-h/IMG_4654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gR6hNoTDI/AAAAAAAAjT8/3m7sL2AkQYw/s400/IMG_4654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451627045977607218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We decided not to wear them on the show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After half an hour of bouncing and grinning, we were taken to get hair and makeup. No big deal, just sitting around getting my hair done next to Amy Sedaris....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gW4XaB8eI/AAAAAAAAjUs/sH-qyhDiFfc/s1600-h/IMG_4688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gW4XaB8eI/AAAAAAAAjUs/sH-qyhDiFfc/s400/IMG_4688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451632506543665634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My goodness what a thrill it was when the show started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we managed to make the lamb tacos (which we practiced 3 times the week prior), while being filmed live in front of a crowd of brightly clad middle aged women. I think we were kinda the crowd favorite....must have been the aprons and the way the makeup artists made us look like stepford wives. It was totally surreal: lights, camera, live action AND all the while trying to prepare a meal without cutting a finger off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The producer told us "I want a price is right ending if you win"-- and that is what she got. I was jumping up and down like.....well, myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gflRfOtXI/AAAAAAAAjU0/pbKHxmt2mYg/s1600-h/MarthaShow_TeamUSAPhoto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gflRfOtXI/AAAAAAAAjU0/pbKHxmt2mYg/s400/MarthaShow_TeamUSAPhoto.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451642074141996402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we went home and watched the show on TV and went out to celebrate Erin's birthday, and our big win. Best day EVER. I realize that I use that phrase a lot, I'm kind of the girl that cried "BEST," but this time, I'm serious. It HAS NEVER BEEN nor will it EVER BE better than this. How's that for a bold statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gRGih1G_I/AAAAAAAAjT0/ZKkJaXUj9qI/s1600-h/IMG_4700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gRGih1G_I/AAAAAAAAjT0/ZKkJaXUj9qI/s400/IMG_4700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451626152977570802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; And of course, if you missed the show-- the video is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.marthastewart.com/show/the-martha-stewart-show/google-cook-off"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8600580063038051046?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8600580063038051046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/martha-martha-martha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8600580063038051046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8600580063038051046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/martha-martha-martha.html' title='Martha, Martha, Martha'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6gVFW6cNPI/AAAAAAAAjUk/bEktwKjb600/s72-c/DSCN0364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-56066195820290403</id><published>2010-03-22T13:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T16:08:03.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The week of AMAZING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apologies for the Internat outage-- I have been too busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kmlake.wordpress.com/2010/03/12/nat-and-erin-on-martha-stewart/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;winning cooking competitions on national TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/natalie.schwartz/SpringTraining2K10DAJAM?authkey=Gv1sRgCJOTiff5qtLfZQ#"&gt;celebrating 5 hot bachelorettes&lt;/a&gt;, learning about the 5 c's of marketing at the Google Wharton Marketing Academy, and running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web2.nyrrc.org/cgi-bin/start.exe/aes-programs/results/startup.html?result.id=b00321&amp;amp;result.year=2010"&gt;13 miles through the streets of Manhattan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to blog. I know, it's possibly been the most crazy amazing week of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will attempt to update starting with the most recent activities since they're freshest in my mind. After a weekend in Scottsdale, and week in SF, I returned to NYC and brought the spring with me. It was GORGEOUS all weekend-- and I spent close to all waking hours outside. Walking, running, or otherwise making merry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday I checked out the Brooklyn Bridge (awesome) and had Grimaldi's pizza (over-rated). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6esBTtzf6I/AAAAAAAAjRU/WGB0iVReSkk/s1600-h/IMG_4875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6esBTtzf6I/AAAAAAAAjRU/WGB0iVReSkk/s400/IMG_4875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451515012427513762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a fabulous fresh pasta dinner cooked by my live in girlfriend/wife/housemate/mom/chef, Erin, on Saturday night, I was stuffed with carbs and ready to run this town! Erin and I ran the whole way together, on a perfect 55 and sunny day. The course went through the park, times square and down the westside highway...with fabulous city views, bands and spectators along the way. This was the most fun half marathon I've done yet (and also my fastest time, woo hoo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's my favorite spectator with me at the end:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6evWqHaH0I/AAAAAAAAjSo/EUoBQwB3iQc/s1600-h/IMG_4897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6evWqHaH0I/AAAAAAAAjSo/EUoBQwB3iQc/s400/IMG_4897.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451518677752618818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-56066195820290403?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/56066195820290403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-of-amazing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/56066195820290403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/56066195820290403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-of-amazing.html' title='The week of AMAZING.'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S6esBTtzf6I/AAAAAAAAjRU/WGB0iVReSkk/s72-c/IMG_4875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-6125452036765018413</id><published>2010-03-11T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:20:23.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not the only one who's excited...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Text Message Received 6:31am from mom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am on my way!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Trying to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;LOVE you and that you love ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yippee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;- Martha-mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;(Actually I hope I am a lot nicer than Martha and that I never go to prison)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-6125452036765018413?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/6125452036765018413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/text-message-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's official: they even have a &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/show/the-martha-stewart-show/google-cook-off"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; featuring us in "coming soon" on the site...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5gaM8APUdI/AAAAAAAAilU/22LTdGpOamQ/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5gaM8APUdI/AAAAAAAAilU/22LTdGpOamQ/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447132558872498642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Chances of me sleeping between now and Friday morning? Slim to none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-2585827666923440076?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/2585827666923440076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-debut-on-marthastewartcom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2585827666923440076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/2585827666923440076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-debut-on-marthastewartcom.html' title='My Debut on MarthaStewart.com!!!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5gaM8APUdI/AAAAAAAAilU/22LTdGpOamQ/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-412822935603666705</id><published>2010-03-10T06:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T13:24:24.967-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest chefs'/><title type='text'>Natty had a Little Lamb...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Title of this post is drastic understatement, I have in fact had A LOTTA lamb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since we found out from the Martha producers late Friday that our secret ingredient for the show is rack of lamb, we've been doing nothing but research, think about, saute, crust, fry, roast, bake and eat lamb. For a girl who was a bigger fan of lambskin accessories than meat, I'm suffering from an extreme Lambover. Here are some of the things we experimented with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lamb, asparagus baked samosas with apricot chutney:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bctQPIucI/AAAAAAAAijA/IA-HkJVa6V0/s1600-h/IMG_4640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bctQPIucI/AAAAAAAAijA/IA-HkJVa6V0/s400/IMG_4640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446783469361871298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lamb tacos with asparagus salsa and chipotle crema:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bc8LUfkgI/AAAAAAAAijI/WmMNmBxnqv8/s1600-h/IMG_4635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bc8LUfkgI/AAAAAAAAijI/WmMNmBxnqv8/s400/IMG_4635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446783725740200450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And potato pizza with rosemary lamb and asparagus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bcgQ1w7YI/AAAAAAAAii4/tsCLUQT5cLQ/s1600-h/IMG_4645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bcgQ1w7YI/AAAAAAAAii4/tsCLUQT5cLQ/s400/IMG_4645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446783246185590146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What will we be cooking on Friday??? Well you're have to tune in to find out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-412822935603666705?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/412822935603666705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/natty-had-little-lamb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/412822935603666705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/412822935603666705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/natty-had-little-lamb.html' title='Natty had a Little Lamb...'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bctQPIucI/AAAAAAAAijA/IA-HkJVa6V0/s72-c/IMG_4640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8437505853541541444</id><published>2010-03-08T22:03:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T18:38:13.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stanford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>JEANious Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Since we'll be in &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/mini-martha-meets-legend.html"&gt;on National TV &lt;/a&gt;(PS: Set your TiVo for Friday's Martha Stewart Show) and flying to Scottsdale on Erin's actual birthday this Friday, we celebrated this weekend. The theme was Canadian Tuxedo-- though, in fact, this Jardy was in the USA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The night began at my/Erin's place where we got the jardy started and getting decked out. I made my headband with jean scraps, and a "Jardy Girl" crown which Erin deemed too much (her hair looked pretty sweet) to wear. Whateva, her joots surely made up for it. Kait looked straight out of an 80's sitcom in my mom's vintage Wrangler jacket and I borrowed a jean dress and pulled out the full length "jench" coat from Jess's birthday in SF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bYDg92TeI/AAAAAAAAiiM/WibKgclWWM4/s1600-h/IMG_4543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bYDg92TeI/AAAAAAAAiiM/WibKgclWWM4/s400/IMG_4543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446778354251746786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At Bills Bar and Burger, we got to applaud all attendees costumes over pitchers of beer. From cutoffs to Weans (white jeans), to vests, to Linsday's jean jumper, we were pretty impressed by the costuming. As usual, Alberto's arrival was highly awaited, and he did not disappoint in jean capris and a jean blazer with shoulder pads:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bZgprunGI/AAAAAAAAiiU/44ACw1h03xk/s1600-h/IMG_4550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bZgprunGI/AAAAAAAAiiU/44ACw1h03xk/s400/IMG_4550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446779954319498338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Best story was Lara recounting Berto getting dressed-- "so he comes out of the room in the blazer and capris and is like 'should I wear the white shoes or the brown? I mean, I don't want to look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We then headed to 675 bar, where we were joined by many more jean-clad friends. Full pictures from the night are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/natalie.schwartz/JartyInTheUSA#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. The night ended, as many of Erin's birthday nights do, at Japas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bbHEV_tBI/AAAAAAAAiic/6gPdRLmXAR8/s1600-h/IMG_4580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bbHEV_tBI/AAAAAAAAiic/6gPdRLmXAR8/s400/IMG_4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446781713822757906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jardy on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8437505853541541444?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8437505853541541444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/jeanious-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8437505853541541444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8437505853541541444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/jeanious-birthday.html' title='JEANious Birthday!'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5bYDg92TeI/AAAAAAAAiiM/WibKgclWWM4/s72-c/IMG_4543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3754340226789469212</id><published>2010-03-05T18:06:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T18:48:00.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domesticity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest chefs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Mini Martha meets the Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GXOTkWkMI/AAAAAAAAiSo/RLVEqtkZox8/s1600-h/IMG_3202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GXOTkWkMI/AAAAAAAAiSo/RLVEqtkZox8/s400/IMG_3202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445299696494350530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMG OMG I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY. AT THIS TIME NEXT WEEK I WILL BE ON NATIONAL TV WITH MARTHA STEWART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contest went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to be Team USA: Trapped in the Kitchen, because, well, who doesn't want to cheer for the USA? (And love R.Kelly's Trapped in the Closet) That would be completely unpatriotic. Plus I happen to have a lot of red white and blue. We dressed up and strung up a flag at our station. We met the judges beforehand: 3 Google NYC execs and celebrity chef &lt;a href="http://www.toddenglish.com/"&gt;Todd English&lt;/a&gt;. Naturally I told him I grew up going to Figs and Olives, and was from Newton. He signed a cookbook for me "Cooking with Love." My thoughts exactly, Todd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GUbV91_4I/AAAAAAAAiSA/7iG-ze9jbdI/s1600-h/IMG_3211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GUbV91_4I/AAAAAAAAiSA/7iG-ze9jbdI/s400/IMG_3211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445296621941555074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we got set up for the relay. There were 3 tasks: peeling 4 hardboiled eggs, de-veining 6 shrimp, and trimming a hanger steak. I started with the eggs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GTEjZcVzI/AAAAAAAAiRw/EN39-jjDiOg/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GTEjZcVzI/AAAAAAAAiRw/EN39-jjDiOg/s400/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445295130898356018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lindsay peeled shrimp and Erin man handled that steak, with Todd looking on, impressed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GTdLu6hyI/AAAAAAAAiR4/FBTChni_rvI/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GTdLu6hyI/AAAAAAAAiR4/FBTChni_rvI/s400/IMG_0077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445295554042693410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We came in second out of 6 teams in this round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then came the "cooking" round, which wasn't cooking at all, just 5 minutes to prepare an "amuse-bouche" with items from a microkitchen. It was slim pickings but we decided to go with a strawberry/banana toast made from strawberry, banana, yogurt on a cinamon sugar pita chip. Most other teams had a similar idea, but we WON 1st because of our creative presentation (using cupcake frosting to put dabs of Google color on the plate). What can I say, I'm in the creative lab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GVjDQjO8I/AAAAAAAAiSI/bqd3XAq0sI8/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GVjDQjO8I/AAAAAAAAiSI/bqd3XAq0sI8/s400/IMG_0116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445297853870324674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were happy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GVwu68SnI/AAAAAAAAiSQ/XXOASW_iL1A/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GVwu68SnI/AAAAAAAAiSQ/XXOASW_iL1A/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445298088929151602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This narrowed it down to three teams for the food trivia round. The questions were quite random, everything from the ratio of sugar to air in cotton candy, to the function of cream of tartar. We were neck and neck for second 5 questions in a row....NERVE RACKING! But we had an insane cheering squad (thanks to my team), complete with pom poms and USA cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GWa0Qkw8I/AAAAAAAAiSY/qSBqdmnOkFc/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GWa0Qkw8I/AAAAAAAAiSY/qSBqdmnOkFc/s400/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445298811916567490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We finally got knocked out for not knowing the president responsible for importing the Olive Tree! BUT they decided to let us go to Martha anyway. This is a dream. Like, OMG a DREAM. I feel like jumping up and down. Oh wait, I did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GW8WLbFxI/AAAAAAAAiSg/ahIdV4dIVak/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GW8WLbFxI/AAAAAAAAiSg/ahIdV4dIVak/s400/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445299387957450514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can hardly wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3754340226789469212?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3754340226789469212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/mini-martha-meets-legend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3754340226789469212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3754340226789469212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/mini-martha-meets-legend.html' title='Mini Martha meets the Legend'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S5GXOTkWkMI/AAAAAAAAiSo/RLVEqtkZox8/s72-c/IMG_3202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3246675589037690773</id><published>2010-03-03T20:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:31:29.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest chefs'/><title type='text'>Trapped in the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow is the "Google Chef" competition at work, and Erin, Lindsay and I decided to join at the last minute. I'm pretty sure that I am NOT the best chef at Google, but I'm also pretty sure Erin is, so I'm hoping she can order me around the kitchen and we can win this thang. What's at stake? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top two teams tomorrow compete for the title on Martha Stewart's Show next Friday. Yes, you read that right, that is the possibility of me. live. with. MARTHA. Clearly I have been waiting for this moment my whole life. In fact, maybe this blog will be read in two weeks after I'm on the show and she immediately offers me my own segment, takes me on as her young mini-Martha and hands her empire over to me. People will read this post, and think, wow, can you believe she was just a REGULAR girl with a regular (well, actually kinda sweet) desk job?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably not. But a girl can dream. Ok, off to practice my knife skills with Erin so can be helpful in competition. If all else fails, I'll "accidentally" cut off a finger to get a sympathy vote from the judges. Yeah, that's how much I care, I'd give a finger to be on this show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3246675589037690773?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3246675589037690773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/trapped-in-kitchen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3246675589037690773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3246675589037690773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/trapped-in-kitchen.html' title='Trapped in the Kitchen'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1795419978028059149</id><published>2010-03-02T10:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:51:01.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killer technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google'/><title type='text'>Mobile Is the Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's a shameless plug for the video that introduces Eric Schmidt at the Mobile World Congress, which was worked on by yours truly. I had nothing to do with the speech, so you can stop watching after 3 minutes ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClkQA2Lb_iE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClkQA2Lb_iE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-1795419978028059149?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1795419978028059149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/mobile-is-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1795419978028059149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1795419978028059149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/03/mobile-is-future.html' title='Mobile Is the Future'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-3655093080114760667</id><published>2010-02-25T20:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:47:34.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poisoned in the Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm in SF for the week for work. Life is good- except a waitress at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.ozumo.com/"&gt;Ozumo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; on Monday night decided to spoil my fun (and my stomach) and served me sushi with a side of food poisoning. Luckily the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://jdvhotels25-px.trvlclick.com/hotels/vitale"&gt;Vitale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; beds are comfy, I have a fabulous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/blue-hill-stone-barns-courtesy-of-guest.html"&gt;bedside nurse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, and I'm catching up on Olympic coverage. I am starting to feel like myself again, but only after 2 days of misery on my deathbed/over my deathtoliet. Best advice was recieved from Dr. Dusty: "I think you're gonna be OK, but if you're asleep do NOT walk towards the white light." Woof. Hopefully there will be a more exciting post to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-3655093080114760667?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/3655093080114760667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/poisoned-in-bay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3655093080114760667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/3655093080114760667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/poisoned-in-bay.html' title='Poisoned in the Bay'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-5102981848391955891</id><published>2010-02-24T17:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T17:45:11.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Hill Stone Barns courtesy of Guest Blogger, Lauren Gross</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;This is the first (of a series?) of guest blogger posts brought to you by my soulmate, Lauren B Gross. If you like it, she may be back for more. If you're jealous, send me a post and you may just see it on this very blog :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just get there man." So read one review that, amongst more eloquent but equally elated others, lured the inter-Nat, Erin and your guest blogger Lo to venture 30 miles outside Manhattan to the promised land of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluehillfarm.com/food/blue-hill-stone-barns"&gt;Blue Hill at Stone Barns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-- the four-season farm and American restaurant sourcing from its very pastures.  The yelpers had hailed, Zagat applauded, the elite powerfully praised and our blessed trio was out to test...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4WmJQGPjXI/AAAAAAAAiCA/lvsab745qfI/s1600-h/IMG_4488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4WmJQGPjXI/AAAAAAAAiCA/lvsab745qfI/s400/IMG_4488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441938402617298290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Our early reservation and accompanying pre-twilight arrival enabled us to admire the green grounds before sundown (and, let’s be honest, return to NYC in time for urban dance hour). Through a stoney entry and aside a cozy fireplace and inviting barroom, we encountered our first taste-bud-tingler: a round of delight-filled cocktails – Blood Orange Margarita (tequila, blood orange juice, fresh ginger, lime) for Erin, Black Currant Cosmo (citrus vodka, triple sec, black currant puree) for Natty and the Elderflower Royale (cava, elderflower liqueur) for me. In harmony with the remainder of Blue Hill, oh so pretty and delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4WlkfHYCyI/AAAAAAAAiB4/wWPA2V7kDRg/s1600-h/IMG_4480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4WlkfHYCyI/AAAAAAAAiB4/wWPA2V7kDRg/s400/IMG_4480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441937770993421090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Following cocktails, we were escorted into the main dining room composed of cream colored walls, high arched ceilings and framed with dark wooden beams. Like its local farm ingredients, the entirety of Blue Hill's interior oozes FRESH. Refined, clean lines collectively create simplicity of setting, both elegant and comfortable. Freckled with free flowing floral arrangements, an oversized central oak table serves as the room’s focal point and servers’ home base, further intimatizing the space of nurturing neutrals.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst ambiance’s pure perfection and ballet-like service (impeccable throughout – upscale yet understated and entirely unpretentious, the staff was absolutely lovely!), our Farmer’s Feast began: a five-course tasting inspired by the week's harvest and customized to each individual’s taste. No menu, just a list of February 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;’s freshest. I opted vegetarian but Blue Hill transcends such titling…black trumpet mushrooms, Tuscan kale, wild arugula…Cheeses? Yes. Eggs from our property chickens? I’ll pass. Natty picked pescatarian and our exploratory Erin basically said “give it to me.” And they did. To all of us really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amuse bouche – mini beet burgers, silver-dollar-sized dollops of flawlessness:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4Wp0-_CcRI/AAAAAAAAiCs/KPp1KKx5W0A/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4Wp0-_CcRI/AAAAAAAAiCs/KPp1KKx5W0A/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441942452472803602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Course 1 – beets (grown in heaven) dusted with a pine nut puree, light leafy greens and a frothy yogurt sauce. Except in their shared exquisiteness, the remaining three savory selections differed for each of us, I’ll save you (myself) from recalling them all, but some favorites included:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Potato onion bread with homemade (well, everything is) butter and vegetable salts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/b/natalie.schwartz@gmail.com/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=7002cc84d7&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=126fcaf0bb3753d0&amp;amp;attid=0.6&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" border="0" height="175" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ricotta and trumpet mushroom ravioli, and eight-row corn pollenta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/b/natalie.schwartz@gmail.com/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=7002cc84d7&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=126fcaf0bb3753d0&amp;amp;attid=0.7&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" border="0" height="176" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/b/natalie.schwartz@gmail.com/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=7002cc84d7&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=126fcaf0bb3753d0&amp;amp;attid=0.8&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" border="0" height="193" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dessert – lemon meringue atop goat cheese ice cream:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p face="arial" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/b/natalie.schwartz@gmail.com/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=7002cc84d7&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=126fcaf0bb3753d0&amp;amp;attid=0.9&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" border="0" height="264" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Needless to say, the farm-to-table transcendent experience seduced us all – I want to live there, Natty wants to wed there and Erin “could have died happy drinking bud heavy with those jersey shore cast members we met on the metro north on the way home.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4WoJ7UcLaI/AAAAAAAAiCI/rKsnhZb6ADk/s1600-h/IMG_4512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4WoJ7UcLaI/AAAAAAAAiCI/rKsnhZb6ADk/s400/IMG_4512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441940613242826146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-5102981848391955891?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/5102981848391955891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/blue-hill-stone-barns-courtesy-of-guest.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5102981848391955891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/5102981848391955891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/blue-hill-stone-barns-courtesy-of-guest.html' title='Blue Hill Stone Barns courtesy of Guest Blogger, Lauren Gross'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4WmJQGPjXI/AAAAAAAAiCA/lvsab745qfI/s72-c/IMG_4488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8984296063002910509</id><published>2010-02-19T17:14:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:59:55.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>The celebration continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Had a &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-start-to-my-27th-year.html"&gt;fab morning yesterday&lt;/a&gt; and the day just got better. I was pleasantly surprised by my team at 4pm with a life sized &lt;a href="http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/01/android-obsession.html"&gt;natroid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4Mn4km-AMI/AAAAAAAAhms/Y_WQSf9atoQ/s1600-h/IMG_0221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4Mn4km-AMI/AAAAAAAAhms/Y_WQSf9atoQ/s400/IMG_0221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441236627646972098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes the droid is throwing balloons, confetti and Michael's gift cards. They know me well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4MmMEgLAqI/AAAAAAAAhl8/YJu4qPjpCqw/s1600-h/IMG_4390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4MmMEgLAqI/AAAAAAAAhl8/YJu4qPjpCqw/s400/IMG_4390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441234763602657954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;They also strayed from the classic (and dare I say overdone?) birthday cupcakes and ordered a cookie cake. Excellent choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4MnoDg6piI/AAAAAAAAhmk/Xfk4Mtbjbp8/s1600-h/IMG_0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4MnoDg6piI/AAAAAAAAhmk/Xfk4Mtbjbp8/s400/IMG_0241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441236343885309474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then headed up to TGIAF for some beer tasting and flip cup (what? at the office? yes, I know: Google is great/I'm probably getting fired)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4Mm5FX31qI/AAAAAAAAhmM/w6IN2qRK1pI/s1600-h/IMG_4442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4Mm5FX31qI/AAAAAAAAhmM/w6IN2qRK1pI/s400/IMG_4442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441235536930395810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then went to a delish din at &lt;a href="http://ybnyc.com/index_nm.html"&gt;Yerba Buena Perry&lt;/a&gt; with some special ladies. Chelsea sent us this fabulous desert, and Mom and Dad the wine...could life get better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4MoWBX_xyI/AAAAAAAAhm0/Z5mAWIURT1w/s1600-h/IMG_4452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4MoWBX_xyI/AAAAAAAAhm0/Z5mAWIURT1w/s400/IMG_4452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441237133585008418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Apparently it could: Lauren arrived at 11pm to meet us for drinks at Village Tavern. If yesterday has anything to do with it, this year is lookin good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8984296063002910509?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8984296063002910509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/celebration-continues.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8984296063002910509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8984296063002910509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/celebration-continues.html' title='The celebration continues...'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S4Mn4km-AMI/AAAAAAAAhms/Y_WQSf9atoQ/s72-c/IMG_0221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-1200870352188430288</id><published>2010-02-18T10:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:16:37.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Great start to my 27th Year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning has been a fab start to my 27th year. I woke up to a text message from the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Happy-Birthday-You-Classic-Seuss/dp/0394800761"&gt;birthday bird&lt;/a&gt; (wow that bird is tech savvy), a bottle of champagne and cookies outside my door from my fabulous neighbor Erin, and then hit up &lt;a href="http://www.physique57.com/"&gt;Physique 57&lt;/a&gt; to tone this 27 year old butt into shape. Allison told the teacher it was my birthday so mid class everyone was punching "Happy" "Birthday" "Natalie" while shaking their hips. That's a happy birthday indeed. My coworkers are doing a fab job as the "replacement spirit fairy" (since that is usually my job). Even big bird is wearing a hat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S31mwxJ8LTI/AAAAAAAAhbk/gIsbNABrbAc/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S31mwxJ8LTI/AAAAAAAAhbk/gIsbNABrbAc/s400/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439616912948210994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The best birthday wish in my inbox so far goes to my sister who made this someecard for me. Um, clearly she knows me well: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S31kARPn60I/AAAAAAAAhbc/VlAEhEsLrL8/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S31kARPn60I/AAAAAAAAhbc/VlAEhEsLrL8/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439613880725138242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 269px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lookin forward to celebrating through the weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-1200870352188430288?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/1200870352188430288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-start-to-my-27th-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1200870352188430288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/1200870352188430288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/great-start-to-my-27th-year.html' title='Great start to my 27th Year....'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S31mwxJ8LTI/AAAAAAAAhbk/gIsbNABrbAc/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-4931373257307422391</id><published>2010-02-17T12:00:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:13:35.273-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><title type='text'>You earned it, girls. (LA Recap)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3x2AkCdLmI/AAAAAAAAha4/DlIs3gWKB4U/s1600-h/IMG_4307.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3whHuB54uI/AAAAAAAAhYY/KNyn0ipVB0g/s1600-h/IMG_4373.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3whHuB54uI/AAAAAAAAhYY/KNyn0ipVB0g/s400/IMG_4373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439258866455536354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 361px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For my birthday din in LA on Monday night at Katsua (DELISH), there were several emails sent beforehand about whether it would be internat worthy....It would have made it even before desert, but when this cake came out it was a slam dunk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here are the rest of the ladies who partook in that fabulous oh so LA dinner. Not included was Ricki Lake, who Emily spotted in the restaurant, and I wanted to invite to join us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3xyFNqEidI/AAAAAAAAhaI/nNHkFkbGXrc/s1600-h/IMG_4361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3xyFNqEidI/AAAAAAAAhaI/nNHkFkbGXrc/s400/IMG_4361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439347883847748050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This girls early bday din was the finale to a fabulous LA weekend which began on Friday night. I was greeted at the airport by Garz and her new man, and then whisked off to heaven--the Wagner casa on the beach in Ventura. I spent the next two days there with Lauren, Nick and Ryan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3x2AkCdLmI/AAAAAAAAha4/DlIs3gWKB4U/s400/IMG_4307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439352202002771554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;We spent the next two days lounging, bike cruising, grilling, napping, running and surfing all the while soaking up the perfect Cali weather. Here's my sweetheart serving Valentine's breakfast on the deck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3x2wQYQNlI/AAAAAAAAhbA/2SiaCeyGHNk/s400/IMG_4274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439353021359208018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I also taught the group some Intensati and did some warm up exercises pre surfing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3xzbe9SDzI/AAAAAAAAhaY/kHlmfn3UuoY/s1600-h/IMG_4279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3xzbe9SDzI/AAAAAAAAhaY/kHlmfn3UuoY/s400/IMG_4279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439349365960478514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unfortunately the only time I was standing on a "surf board" was in our dry land training:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3xz_kzmTpI/AAAAAAAAhag/wyWqvyhok8c/s1600-h/IMG_4283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3xz_kzmTpI/AAAAAAAAhag/wyWqvyhok8c/s400/IMG_4283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439349986005765778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was still an awesome adventure, despite spending the majority of the time being thrashed in the waves rather than riding them. After a picnic with the Wagner and Caswell fams, we hit the road and headed to LA for Alex and Pat's fabulous Valentine's Day Party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I added flare to everyone's outfits and it turned into a dance party. Here's me and my Valentine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3x0mA_pU-I/AAAAAAAAhao/c5TqLMWPQ6M/s1600-h/IMG_4323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3x0mA_pU-I/AAAAAAAAhao/c5TqLMWPQ6M/s400/IMG_4323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439350646407517154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I spent Sunday with the lovely Mrs. Taylor at her AMAZING new castle in Santa Monica. Luckily, she offered me either to move into one of her guest rooms (yes, there are multiple), or to pay my first months' rent in LA. Sounds IDEAL. Faced with another sickly perfect day (80 and sunning in Feb?!), we headed to "The Bu" (malibu) to relax on the beach and dream of days when this will be a weekly occassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3x1VcKbQdI/AAAAAAAAhaw/z6L-QUuAJ4M/s1600-h/IMG_4350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3x1VcKbQdI/AAAAAAAAhaw/z6L-QUuAJ4M/s400/IMG_4350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439351461154341330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The weekend was, well, what dreams are made of. I love you Cali, and I left wishing we all could be California girls....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5817799871482175748-4931373257307422391?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/4931373257307422391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-earned-it-girls-la-recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4931373257307422391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/4931373257307422391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-earned-it-girls-la-recap.html' title='You earned it, girls. (LA Recap)'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3whHuB54uI/AAAAAAAAhYY/KNyn0ipVB0g/s72-c/IMG_4373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817799871482175748.post-8864062520802588106</id><published>2010-02-16T19:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:50:58.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My oh my.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3s66AQGEgI/AAAAAAAAhC8/wZcrrxYdGmQ/s1600-h/IMG_4259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3s66AQGEgI/AAAAAAAAhC8/wZcrrxYdGmQ/s400/IMG_4259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439005743154336258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just arrived back in NYC this morning after a spontaneous, fabulous, last-minute visit to SoCal. I am too tired to begin to recount the weekend's events in all their glory, and believe me there was a LOT of glory-- So stay tuned til tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AND, Huge apologies to Allison, who mixed all the frosting to frost the Conversation Cookies mentioned in my Valentine's post...and of course provided plenty of conversation herself as my kitchen companion.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5817799871482175748-8864062520802588106?l=natschwartz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/feeds/8864062520802588106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8864062520802588106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5817799871482175748/posts/default/8864062520802588106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://natschwartz.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-oh-my.html' title='My oh my.'/><author><name>Natalie Schwartz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eXrfCIRgeCA/S3s66AQGEgI/AAAAAAAAhC8/wZcrrxYdGmQ/s72-c/IMG_4259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
