<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059</id><updated>2010-03-15T17:50:19.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laura's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/atom.xml'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1472</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-5338014858319555210</id><published>2010-03-15T17:26:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:50:19.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quail</title><content type='html'>I disappeared for a couple of days last week. Into the world of internet research. Maybe I should put quotes around "research." I decided I wanted to raise some baby quail. They had them down at the Big R farming store. It seemed like the perfect project. I could raise them for a month or two and then release them behind our house (there's a wetland corridor). (And it's perfectly okay here to release quail, people do it for hunting purposes, you only have to get them banded beforehand.) The little quail chicks were so adorable. If you think chicken chicks are cute, you will absolutely die for a quail chick. Finally, research was done &amp; I was prepared to go out and get my brooder to set up a home for the babies. CA was completely fine with this idea until I was ready to execute. Then he brought up the question of where I was planning on brooding the chicks. Um, the bathtub, of course. Who takes baths anyway? it's the perfect place to set up a brooder. CA than made the valid point that we didn't have our occupancy permit for the house yet. And the inspector would not be psyched if we had quail chicks living in the master bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I suspect all my quail research had been for nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-5338014858319555210?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/5338014858319555210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=5338014858319555210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/5338014858319555210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/5338014858319555210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/03/quail.html' title='Quail'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-4033469478237663168</id><published>2010-03-12T10:11:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:06:11.144-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tile</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking a lot lately about cutting off my finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mean that in the same way one says, "I've been thinking about getting my hair cut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been laying tile. My job has been cutting the tile. Somehow it works out that I always get the fun job. There's a ton of other jobs that I get to do too which aren't as fun. As I use the saw I can't help but be very aware that it wouldn't take much effort for it to go through a finger. We returned the tile saw this morning &amp; the grout people are grouting as I type. Grouting the floors we decided to farm out. I have decided that I particularly dislike grouting and there's still two more countertop surfaces that need grouting. Therefore, I am being satisfied with cutting and laying and occasionally breaking a tile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most fun cuts are around the vents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00038-20100311-1431-722409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00038-20100311-1431-722399.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once the actual covers are on it will look perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00039-20100311-1432-769371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00039-20100311-1432-769364.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the grouters put a pair of gloves in a vent. I'm not sure why. I thought someone was trying to climb up out of the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00083-20100312-1034-718874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00083-20100312-1034-718863.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-4033469478237663168?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/4033469478237663168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=4033469478237663168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4033469478237663168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4033469478237663168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/03/tile.html' title='Tile'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-3622129253131756254</id><published>2010-03-05T21:40:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:42:46.509-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skitraxx'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/MarcusHellner2-797105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/MarcusHellner2-796487.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Marcus Hellner. Winning the Gold in the Olympic 30k Pursuit? Easy. Choosing between red and yellow BootBuddies? Hard.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http:www.skitraxx.com"&gt;www.SkiTraxx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-3622129253131756254?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/3622129253131756254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=3622129253131756254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/3622129253131756254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/3622129253131756254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/03/marcus-hellner.html' title=''/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-4171605853738724238</id><published>2010-03-05T21:35:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:43:52.677-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skitraxx'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IvanBabikov-749151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IvanBabikov-748676.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;Ivan Babikov... 5th in the Olympic 30k for Canada. Ivan took care of the skiing. BootBuddy took care of his ski boots.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com"&gt;www.SkiTraxx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-4171605853738724238?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/4171605853738724238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=4171605853738724238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4171605853738724238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4171605853738724238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/03/ivan-babikov.html' title=''/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-7047275097078684727</id><published>2010-03-03T21:52:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:31:25.609-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardiebacker... argh matey</title><content type='html'>I'm hereby declaring anytime you lay hardiebacker to be talk-like-a-pirate time. Y'all know that the &lt;a href="http://www.talklikeapirate.com/"&gt;official talk like a pirate day&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite days of the year. &lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; day doesn't happen until September, but tomorrow will be a mini pirate celebration for me. CA doesn't know about this scheme because I literally only came up with this brilliant plan mere seconds ago when I typed "Hardiebacker" in the blog title. And I couldn't resist the "argh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less brilliant was yesterday when I was putting in a doorknob. First went in the "dead latch" (that thing that actually holds the door in place). I had already screwed in the strike plate and swung the door closed to make sure everything lined up. Except the door actually really closed. Which would have been fine except that I was in the empty room and all my tools were sitting outside the door, along with the doorknobs which would have greatly increased the ease with which I could have turned the door mechanisms to withdraw the latch. This happened directly after I hit my thumb with the mallet while pounding in the same dead latch. (CA was working in the garage so I was on my own.) Luckily for me there were pieces of... you guessed it, bamboo! lying around this room. So I escaped thanks to the beautiful concept of leverage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note:&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends introduced me to &lt;a href="http://www.boobicycles.com/"&gt;Boo Bicycles&lt;/a&gt;. Bamboo! Bicycles! Carbon Fiber! I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jameshardie.com/homeowner/products_backerboard_halfInch.shtml"&gt;Hardiebacker&lt;/a&gt; is a backerboard that you put down (with thin-set liquid nails and a bajilion screws (a bajilion is a lot. I am a math major. trust me.)) before you lay the tile. So far we have not touched any tile. Only backerboard. And liquid nails. And screws. And my rollerskiing calloused hands are developing a hotspot from u s i n g  a  s c r e w d r i v e r.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-7047275097078684727?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/7047275097078684727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=7047275097078684727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/7047275097078684727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/7047275097078684727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/03/hardiebacker-argh-matey.html' title='Hardiebacker... argh matey'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-4879762295517538825</id><published>2010-03-01T20:57:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:14:27.188-09:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Days left</title><content type='html'>Twelve days to finish the flooring. Sounds easy, it's not that big of a house, and it's not like we're creating a &lt;a href="http://www.artnetwork.com/Mandala/gallery.html"&gt;sand mandala&lt;/a&gt; (although now that I used that comparison making a mandala out of one of the room floors sounds like a brilliant idea). There are, however, so many places that slow us down. First of all, the original house builders put in the trim already. It's beautiful white trim, perfectly spaced 1/2" above the floor. Problem is, the bamboo is 3/4" thick. So all the trim boards along the floor have to be, well, trimmed. And I'm not sure of what the trim is made, but it's not something you want to be breathing. So while my comrade in arms saws, I hold the vacuum to save his lungs. (I try to position myself so that I can stick my head out of a window. No sense in us BOTH dying of lung complications.) Then, the pattern is going to be continuous throughout the entire upstairs, so through the 3' wide hallway we can't simply lay down a row of 3' long boards, we have to measure and cut, measure and measure and cut. And then there's corners and door frames and funny angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, a bamboo day is a good day and the floors are looking bea-u-tiful! I don't even want to ever put anything in the rooms, just have spinning-in-your-socks space. Which is what happens in twelve days... the furniture arrives. Which is why the floor must be finished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-4879762295517538825?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/4879762295517538825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=4879762295517538825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4879762295517538825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4879762295517538825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/03/12-days-left.html' title='12 Days left'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-1390460865712158635</id><published>2010-02-27T18:15:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:57:01.535-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The bamboo has progressed out the door. It oozes its way through the house always running South to North, North to South. Running on a jagged diagonal like an introduction to calculus. By the end, the entire upstairs will be one continuous mass of laterally growing bamboo shoots. No breaks, no seams, no changes in direction or flow. The bamboo appears to run under the wall and into the next room, and then under that wall to cascade down the side of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00062-20100227-1848-701505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00062-20100227-1848-701079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that the bamboo doesn't actually go down the outside of the house. But maybe it should. Or maybe I should plant a grove of bamboo around the house and then once they're tall enough, take the slender, whippy stalks and weave the adult bamboos into a house wall. Brilliant. My next house will be a bamboo tree house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-1390460865712158635?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/1390460865712158635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=1390460865712158635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/1390460865712158635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/1390460865712158635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/bamboo-has-progressed-out-door.html' title=''/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-7097569287412361738</id><published>2010-02-26T20:01:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:59:10.743-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Grout</title><content type='html'>The agony of rain! I went from bed this morning to the couch, hoping that it would stop so we could return to laying bamboo. Not so. And I have the feeling that you shouldn't lay hardwood in different humidity situations. CA holds the exact same sentiments. So it was on to another project... grouting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00057-20100226-1515-750742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00057-20100226-1515-750161.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that grouting thing I'm holding? That's on my first tile. About six tiles into it I gave up on that and switched to using my fingers. Way more versatile. Unfortunate side effect that I now have grout embedded in the back of my hands. Did you know this stuff hardens into a concrete-like substance if you let it dry? If you ever hire me to grout tile: Do not pay me by the hour. I don't think it should take an hour to do six tiles. Although I did get faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen counter before hours of hard work by LV:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00060-20100226-1835-796076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00060-20100226-1835-795576.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen counter after hours of hard work by LV:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00060-20100226-1835-796076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00060-20100226-1835-795576.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I used the actual same photo. But you get the point: ZERO satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I got to seal the grout on one of the bathrooms. Again, the before and after pictures were identical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00059-20100226-1834-785018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00059-20100226-1834-784590.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope for drier days tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-7097569287412361738?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/7097569287412361738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=7097569287412361738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/7097569287412361738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/7097569287412361738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/grout.html' title='Grout'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-7405383642510561148</id><published>2010-02-25T19:41:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:45:54.415-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some things you may need to know: I'm working on a house. Just the finishing touches. It makes a good first job as a contractor... my future career. (um, just kidding. about the career, not the house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00029-20100225-1235-768372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00029-20100225-1235-768358.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful bamboo floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's the other half of the room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00030-20100225-1236-742841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00030-20100225-1236-742833.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There happens to be another person in this situation. We'll call him my comrade in arms, or C.A. for short. So I've never laid flooring before, of any type. But I'm eager to attempt. LV thinks of bamboo laying as a geometry problem. Each bamboo piece is 3' long and 3 3/4" wide. The room is 209" long. The boards should be laid down as follows, start at one end, and the last board in the row cut to fit. The remnant should then start row two, run to end cut the last board to fit. This pattern should be drawn out to ensure that what results is a pleasing pseudo-random array of boards. (And please don't whine that truly random is better. Truly random has only a slight chance of being aesthetically pleasing.) Chances are this plan will, in a square room, result in a repeating pattern along with minimizing measurements taken, cuts made, and boards wasted. Right? Paper, please. Pen, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CV says... that's not how you lay bamboo. (Granny-- if chickens lay eggs, can I lay bamboo?) Chalk lines and hydraulic staple guns are how you lay bamboo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, how do you know what's going to happen at the end of the row? What about the lengths of boards you can't use? And why not do a nice hexagonal pattern in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that once I managed to squash all my theoretical floor laying schemes I actually make a pretty good floor layer. Er, I was measuring and cutting, but still, the first day went well. And they only got squashed because we're on a timeline. It's LV &amp; CA, 1700 sq ft and 15 days. Okay, THAT sounds unimpressive. So I'm going to add that there's a ton of other, very, very impressive tasks that we'll be accomplishing in those 15 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00031-20100225-1237-712127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG00031-20100225-1237-712106.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new workshop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-7405383642510561148?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/7405383642510561148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=7405383642510561148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/7405383642510561148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/7405383642510561148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/some-things-you-may-need-to-know-im.html' title=''/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-2736077712059088653</id><published>2010-02-25T08:25:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T08:41:46.050-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skitraxx'/><title type='text'>Birkie Race Wax (&amp; BootBuddies)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bouldernordicsport.com"&gt;Boulder Nordic Sports&lt;/a&gt; will be at the Birkie Thur &amp; Fri to do race wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a location in my favorite Wisconsin city... Cable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The location is the intersection of Highway 63 and County Road M. The address is 13270 Cable Sunset Road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're testing waxes leading up to the Birkie so if you want to be spoiled and feel like a professional athlete, have them wax your skis for me. Trust me, good wax = happy race. Bad wax = you think you're working harder than everyone else and going slower = sad time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND they'll have &lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com"&gt;BootBuddies&lt;/a&gt; for sale! Which is even more exciting than race wax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours of Operation in Cable:&lt;br /&gt;Thurs 25th- 11:00AM-8:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;Fri 26th- 10:00AM-9:00 PM&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Local Phone Number (Available Wednesday-Saturday Birkie week):&lt;br /&gt;715.798.3200&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-2736077712059088653?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/2736077712059088653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=2736077712059088653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/2736077712059088653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/2736077712059088653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/birkie-race-wax-bootbuddies.html' title='Birkie Race Wax (&amp; BootBuddies)'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-2152245368864737351</id><published>2010-02-22T18:12:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:12:00.329-09:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do List</title><content type='html'>I mentioned that I'm excited about going out and embarking on new adventures. Some of the things on The List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trek into Tikal (Guatemala)&lt;br /&gt;And to Annapurna (Nepal)&lt;br /&gt;Fly across a continent in a helicopter (or several)&lt;br /&gt;Along with getting my instrument rating&lt;br /&gt;And Commercial and learning to sling load.&lt;br /&gt;Kayak around Antarctica (around = in the area, not circumnavigating)&lt;br /&gt;Get married, own a house, have a baby (puke, but it's true)&lt;br /&gt;write a book (also puking about how cliche that one is)&lt;br /&gt;Improve my Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;Visit Laos.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to Scuba Dive.&lt;br /&gt;Fly Gliders (blame Tony W for this obsession)&lt;br /&gt;Race a rowing shell&lt;br /&gt;(And a railroad handcart)&lt;br /&gt;Knit a felted purse&lt;br /&gt;Skydive&lt;br /&gt;Jump a horse (is that the right terminology?)&lt;br /&gt;Salsa dance with the locals in Rio&lt;br /&gt;Paint something I'm willing to hang up on my wall&lt;br /&gt;Become an FSA&lt;br /&gt;(I'd love a phd too, but something tells me I'll be busy with other things...)&lt;br /&gt;Donate Blood (because I've always wanted all my blood until now)&lt;br /&gt;Make my own chocolate, and cheese. yum.&lt;br /&gt;And on it goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-2152245368864737351?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/2152245368864737351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=2152245368864737351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/2152245368864737351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/2152245368864737351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/to-do-list.html' title='To Do List'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-1370597551977081295</id><published>2010-02-14T17:11:00.005-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:14:53.097-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>I'll admit. I haven't been totally honest with you this year. There are some things I've been subtly omitting from the laura valaas blog. But now it's time for a catharsis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As hard as it's been for me to accept, it's time for me to move on from my professional ski career. If I'd been honest with myself I would have realized that it's been time for me to move on for months (maybe even years). Don't misunderstand me, I absolutely love skiing and I am so grateful for everything that has happened in my life and much of that has come about because of my decision to ski race. Skiing has taken me places, introduced me to people, and given me fabulous experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fortunate to have the life I have. And have the people (and dog) in my life that I do. But for now it's time for me to explore some other aspects of life. There's a long list of things I haven't been able to do because I've been a "serious" athlete. Trips through the jungle, mountains to climb (of the literal variety), other sports to attempt, a start-up to run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't know is what happens to the laura valaas blog. It's always been about skiing, but now I want to focus on five thousand different pursuits. Does anyone want to read about a "normal" life? Or will my life ever really be normal? (Those are rhetorical questions, fyi.) I haven't been posting because I've been been disinterested in skiing and wasn't sure that I should stray so far from the ski arena. Life is so wonderful and I feel like I've been pretending to be subdued, but the truth is that I am absolutely ecstatic about all the new opportunities in my life right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being cliche... but I feel like Dr. Seuss again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You have brains in your head.&lt;br /&gt;You have feet in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;You can steer yourself&lt;br /&gt;any direction you choose.&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own. And you know what you know.&lt;br /&gt;And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.&lt;br /&gt;About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."&lt;br /&gt;With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,&lt;br /&gt;you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may not find any&lt;br /&gt;you'll want to go down.&lt;br /&gt;In that case, of course,&lt;br /&gt;you'll head straight out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's opener there&lt;br /&gt;in the wide open air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out there things can happen&lt;br /&gt;and frequently do&lt;br /&gt;to people as brainy&lt;br /&gt;and footsy as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will you succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! You will, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;(98 and 3 / 4 percent guaranteed.)"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-1370597551977081295?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/1370597551977081295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=1370597551977081295' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/1370597551977081295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/1370597551977081295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-1059904818853748887</id><published>2010-02-14T08:07:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:22:04.702-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skitraxx'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/bootbuddy's_002-772553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/bootbuddy's_002-772090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sold some &lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/"&gt;BootBuddies&lt;/a&gt; at the Canmore World Cup Festival last weekend! It was fun to see BootBuddies out and in action on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was out last Saturday when they had the main street of Canmore groomed with snow &amp; a girl walked by with some of her friends, wearing a pair of BootBuddies. (Which made me smile.) They stopped right in front of me (and probably thought I had some problems because I was unabashedly staring at them and listening to their conversation) and the girl was talking about the fast &amp; female event at which she had been. Then she said, "and my dad got me a pair of BootBuddies!" and kicked one of her feet up almost over her head, to show off her BootBuddy. I was so proud. It was my first BootBuddy sighting that was a BootBuddy obtained in the normal, retail way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/bootbuddy's_005-774415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/bootbuddy's_005-773960.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0356-751959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0356-751390.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new merchandising containers... stackable, recyclable, and made in the USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/display-711079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/display-711075.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-1059904818853748887?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/1059904818853748887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=1059904818853748887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/1059904818853748887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/1059904818853748887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/we-sold-some-bootbuddies-at-canmore.html' title=''/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-6630980499477265490</id><published>2010-02-13T11:15:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:14:39.452-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Squamish</title><content type='html'>I am back in Squamish, land of the rain and rock and sea. The Olympic buzz around here is awesome. All the Canadians are so cute walking around in their cute little red and white Canadian outfits. The stores have all of their windows decorated with winter athletes and Olympic souvenirs are for sale everywhere. (I'm not going to tell you how long it took me to figure out how to spell "souvenir.") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone good luck and hope that all of the athletes get the experience at the games that they were looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-6630980499477265490?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/6630980499477265490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=6630980499477265490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/6630980499477265490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/6630980499477265490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/squamish.html' title='Squamish'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-4646110148679837029</id><published>2010-02-10T17:36:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:37:54.091-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/commas-480x384-745732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/commas-480x384-745731.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love grammar. That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-4646110148679837029?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/4646110148679837029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=4646110148679837029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4646110148679837029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4646110148679837029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/i-love-grammar.html' title=''/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-7626577486866092374</id><published>2010-02-10T09:57:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:00:21.782-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Vasaloppet</title><content type='html'>So I decided yesterday that I really should go do the &lt;a href="http://www.vasaloppet.se/se/vasaloppet/start"&gt;Vasaloppet&lt;/a&gt; this year. As with most of my plans, I made this decision a couple of months later that I really should have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone have a start spot in the Vasa (the real, 90km, race) that they would like to sell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make payment in cash, credit card, or &lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/"&gt;BootBuddies&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-7626577486866092374?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/7626577486866092374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=7626577486866092374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/7626577486866092374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/7626577486866092374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/vasaloppet.html' title='Vasaloppet'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-5619584200838993846</id><published>2010-02-07T17:44:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T17:55:58.144-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Canmore</title><content type='html'>Racing this weekend in Canmore was fun, I may not have raced that fast, but I had fun. I didn't look at any results lists because I knew that was just going to be depressing. Sometimes it's better just to race and let the effort stand on its own without tying it to a number or a percentage back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get my first reorder for &lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/"&gt;BootBuddies&lt;/a&gt; from my first &lt;a href="http://trailsports.ab.ca/"&gt;retailer&lt;/a&gt;. I felt like a proud mother. My little babies all getting grown up and sold off to be walked all over. tear. I hope they go into the world and do there job well. Which I know they will because every single one of them has been tested in my presence in a boot to ensure perfect fit. Let's just say that our quality control is at 100%.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-5619584200838993846?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/5619584200838993846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=5619584200838993846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/5619584200838993846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/5619584200838993846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/canmore_07.html' title='Canmore'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-1521244496435004367</id><published>2010-02-04T14:54:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:04:43.059-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skitraxx'/><title type='text'>SkiTraxx Store</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SkiTraxx Store&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is now up and running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(although there is the kink that you're going to receive two receipts for each order right now. I wonder how we fix that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/bootbuddy.html"&gt;PINK&lt;/a&gt; BootBuddies are going to be ready to ship next week. Red, Blue &amp; Yellow are ready now. And if you're in Canmore you can stop by &lt;a href="http://trailsports.ab.ca/"&gt;TrailSports&lt;/a&gt; at the Canmore Nordic Centre to pick up a pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excite! Excite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-commerce = success!&lt;br /&gt;Next task = figure out when I start that 10k tomorrow. I keep having to convince the controller peoples here to let me into the venue. I must not have my World Cup swagger goin' on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;(And if you're a retailer, &lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/contact_us.html"&gt;contact us&lt;/a&gt; or go to the &lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/dealer.html"&gt;dealer page&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-1521244496435004367?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/1521244496435004367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=1521244496435004367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/1521244496435004367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/1521244496435004367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/skitraxx-store.html' title='SkiTraxx Store'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-8663008976511852933</id><published>2010-02-03T12:59:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T19:34:59.726-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate</title><content type='html'>So you probably already know that I consumer more than my per capita of those Dove chocolates. You know, the ones with the messages written on the inside of the wrapper. I'd been out of them for almost a month (tragic) and I just restocked. Except the ones in Canada, in addition to coming in packages about a quarter of the size of the packages in the US, have the messages written in both English &amp; French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been doubly entertaining (which also means I've been enjoying twice as many chocolates as usual, yum) as I get to try my translating skills on the French version. It always is interesting to me how other people translate things, for example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Enjoy retail therapy"&lt;br /&gt;"Ne sous-estimez jamais les bienfaits du magasinage"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, aside from the debatable advice this piece of chocolate is giving me, how in the world does a three word phrase turn into an entire sentence when you change it to French. Is that the fault of the translator or is that the fault of the French? If you gave me the French sentence I would translate it into: "Never underestimate the benefits of shopping." (I'm cheating on magasinage, I have no idea what that word actually means.) And I would say, where's the "pas?" isn't it supposed to go ne-verb-pas? They're going to write an entire sentence yet are too lazy to finish the negation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also noticed that the phrases are different too. My last chocolate told me to "wear matching underwear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of chocolate, I have discovered chocolate covered banana chips. Um, delicious. I got a bag when I stopped into Nutters, the little local health food store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up I am going to have a health food store. Except when you walk in it's actually going to be a chocolaterie. With maybe some organic raspberries for color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what advice that unopened Dove chocolate over there has for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-8663008976511852933?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/8663008976511852933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=8663008976511852933' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/8663008976511852933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/8663008976511852933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/chocolate.html' title='Chocolate'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-2217510314043118376</id><published>2010-02-02T13:03:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T13:06:59.352-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Canmore!</title><content type='html'>I am back in Canmore. There's so many sweet ski areas in the world, everywhere I go I'm excited to be there. I have my first World Cup races of the season this Friday and Saturday. I love the buzz of being at a World Cup venue and this should be a big weekend because most of the other countries have their Olympic team here acclimating before heading over to Vancouver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-2217510314043118376?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/2217510314043118376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=2217510314043118376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/2217510314043118376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/2217510314043118376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/02/canmore.html' title='Canmore!'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-4758762500221957406</id><published>2010-01-31T10:20:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:16:05.605-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skitraxx'/><title type='text'>Green BootBuddy</title><content type='html'>Of all the things that irk me, uggs worn with mini skirts, dull rollerski ferrules, mosquitoes, non-aviators who wear aviators...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right up there on the list is EXCESSIVE PACKAGING on small products. Seriously, does something have to come in a package ten times its size in order for consumers to think it's worth buying? Or, as in this instance, infinitely larger since what they're selling is a 25-digit membership number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/xbox-packaging-797677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/xbox-packaging-797653.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get depressed, this isn't going to be just another whiny blog. While I don't control the universe (yet) I do control a very small line of cross country skiing accessories. While I was thinking about how to display BootBuddies in stores, I decided that it's important to take your personal values with you into your business life. I hate buying things and then filling up my garbage or recycling bin with the packaging. Therefore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We are offering the &lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/bootbuddy.html"&gt;BootBuddy&lt;/a&gt; in stores, package free.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, buy a product, don't pay for the accompanying trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for your BootBuddies in your local Cross Country Ski shop in a display jar on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/laurafriend-721116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 93px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/laurafriend-721104.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/index.html"&gt;www.SkiTraxx.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-4758762500221957406?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/4758762500221957406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=4758762500221957406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4758762500221957406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/4758762500221957406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/01/green-bootbuddy.html' title='Green BootBuddy'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-3873983919138289902</id><published>2010-01-30T10:03:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:18:37.190-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoulders</title><content type='html'>I have been freaking out about my shoulders lately. Nope, they're not dislocated, or torn, or it-hurts-when-i-move-it-just-like-this, they're not even sore from pull-ups. It's because they're rolling forward, a little more every day. I escaped this particular skiing syndrom for the longest time because I had 7 years of very classical ballet. Which adds up to a lot of time squeezing your shoulder blades together and pulling your shoulders back. Finally, this fall, more than ten years after my last ballet class with &lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/viewer?a=v&amp;q=cache:y0lJ9C2qZHEJ:jbmarketinggroup.com/doc/31209Article.pdf+joan+shelton+mason&amp;hl=en&amp;gl=us&amp;sig=AHIEtbQ4gJn0ITtMf5V7g5DOoQ92pC-qIw"&gt;Joan Shelton Mason&lt;/a&gt;, my good posture started to disintegrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first became aware of it when a massage therapist said, "the front of you shoulders are tight," and pushed my shoulder down to the table from which it immediately bounced back off. WHEN I LIE ON MY BACK MY SHOULDERS STAY OFF THE FLOOR. You have no idea how much distress this has caused me. I am going to be a hunchbacked old lady. AT TWENTY FIVE. It's great for skiing. I'm finally letting my shoulders relax and roll forward and my arms are swinging. But at the cost of my good posture. tragic. ah, the sacrifices we make for skiing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-3873983919138289902?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/3873983919138289902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=3873983919138289902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/3873983919138289902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/3873983919138289902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/01/shoulders.html' title='Shoulders'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-3062115516845124149</id><published>2010-01-29T11:37:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T12:52:26.765-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Note</title><content type='html'>So I have a bank account. Like most people. When I set up my online banking they asked me for a security word that they would display in the subject line of emails so I would know that the email really truly was from the bank. In this day and age desperate times call for desperate measures, so it seems. This seemed like a silly request to me so I typed in "chickenlittle." Now emails from my bank have subject lines like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Statement is Ready Chickenlittle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which cracks me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-3062115516845124149?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/3062115516845124149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=3062115516845124149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/3062115516845124149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/3062115516845124149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/01/random-note.html' title='Random Note'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-8752804148770694046</id><published>2010-01-25T14:44:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T15:18:26.633-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skitraxx'/><title type='text'>First run of BootBuddies</title><content type='html'>I just heard from our Manufacturer... he just pulled off the first run of BootBuddies! The word is that the plant employees are walking around snapping them into a pair of skate boots we sent down saying, "this is brilliant." It feels pretty good when a bunch of Los Angelites appreciate a nordic skiing innovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to have several Olympic athletes using BootBuddies in Vancouver, both American and international. I can't wait to see BootBuddy make its Olympic debut :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out what life is like without BootBuddy at the bottom of this page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skitraxx.com/bootbuddy.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BootBuddy scrolling images&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-8752804148770694046?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/8752804148770694046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=8752804148770694046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/8752804148770694046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/8752804148770694046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/01/first-run-of-bootbuddies.html' title='First run of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.skitraxx.com&quot;&gt;BootBuddies&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21617059.post-8951900032120951765</id><published>2010-01-24T10:21:00.005-09:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T10:50:05.262-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alaska'/><title type='text'>Alaska</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0434-733837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0434-733204.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random couple of photos from Alaska last fall. It first I thought this was just a terminal morraine with piles of gravel and debris that the glacier had pushed out and then vegetation had grown over. Except that the glacier was still there, there were trees growing on top of ice hills and streams cutting through the ice. These are not small features either. And these trees are normal sized trees. Isn't the world amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0441-708798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0441-708128.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those hills in the background... made of ice. covered in full-sized treed and brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0449_edited-1-726135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.lauravalaas.com/uploaded_images/IMG_0449_edited-1-725595.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21617059-8951900032120951765?l=www.lauravalaas.com%2Findex.html' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/8951900032120951765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21617059&amp;postID=8951900032120951765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/8951900032120951765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21617059/posts/default/8951900032120951765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.lauravalaas.com/2010/01/alaska.html' title='Alaska'/><author><name>LAV</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17126022161890251264</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07931520793915175436'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>