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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-7973669432702878553</id><published>2009-08-15T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T06:21:17.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jimmy Choo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumb-bell cutlery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warm Cotton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Selby'/><title type='text'>On My Mind: The Good, The Bad &amp; The Ugly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’d like to share with you a few things that I’ve come across lately that have either caused some sort of reaction (albeit good, bad or ugly) that don’t necessarily warrant their own post but accumulated together well, I dare say may provide one great post and minutes of enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off  with the Ugly (best to end on a good note):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knifeandforklift.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dumb-bell Cutlery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: oh you read correctly! I read about this first, in this week’s Grazia and then again (yup twice in 1 week!) through the Daily Mail. Would anyone honestly buy these? Can we not find the time anymore to exercise? You know play outside or join a club/gym that we need to burn calories while inhaling them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nysaes.cornell.edu/pubs/press/2004/040412caulif.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Orange Cauliflower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: Okay so this has been around for a while but I’ve never actually SEEN one until recently. And they are ugly and unnatural. Why must we genetically modify nature to benefit our own needs? Oh right we’re lazy (see point #1). Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cleanperfume.com/SCS/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewProduct&amp;amp;ID=28&amp;amp;intCatID=1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Warm Cotton By Clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: a Perfume that ‘captures the feeling of a fluffy, warm towel just pulled from the dryer’ not quite what I was after in fragrance, but um, thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so that’s all the bad (not a very extensive list, I know) but now onto the good:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Choo – H&amp;amp;M Collection: Jimmy Choo will be designing not only handbags and shoes for H&amp;amp;M but women’s clothing too. The range will hit stores November 14. Get your elbows out girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pill-Are-You-Sure-its/dp/1741750792/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1250341588&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; – coauthored by Jane Bennett and Alexandra Pope, this book describe the truths behind the pill and it’s side effects. I think it’s good because it brings awareness and guidance for anyone using or thinking of using the pill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theselby.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Selby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; – a great website by artist Todd Selby showcasing ‘photographs, paintings and videos of interesting people and their creative space’ which I think is ubber cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7973669432702878553?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7973669432702878553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7973669432702878553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7973669432702878553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7973669432702878553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-my-mind-good-bad-ugly.html' title='On My Mind: The Good, The Bad &amp; The Ugly'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-1703291041418333863</id><published>2009-08-11T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T07:30:52.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pancakes'/><title type='text'>Yummy Fluffy Pancakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SoGAgRs5SSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ppxlh-6RiFY/s1600-h/PumpkinPiePancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SoGAgRs5SSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ppxlh-6RiFY/s200/PumpkinPiePancakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368713522798217506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A couple weeks ago I was craving pancakes. Badly. I wanted them smothered with butter and layered w/ fresh fruit (definitely strawberries, bananas and luckily blueberries too) and maple syrup. Oh dear, even just writing this I’m overcome with an urge of wanting a fresh batch…need to compose myself. I’ve tried many recipes in the past but this one (taken from &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Default.aspx"&gt;Allrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt;) is one of the best. That being said I thought I’d share my good find with all you lucky readers.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ingredients: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 1/2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon white sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 1/4 cups milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 egg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 tablespoons butter, melted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a bowl, sift together the flour, baking powder, salt and sugar. Pour in the milk, egg and melted butter and mix until smooth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Heat a lightly oiled griddle or frying pan over medium high heat. Pour or scoop the batter onto the griddle, using approximately 1/4 cup for each pancake. Brown on both sides and serve hot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Serves 8 (or 3 really hungry ppl as the case was for me!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;N.B. I use butter to fry the pancakes and ladle to pour/scoop the batter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1703291041418333863?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1703291041418333863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1703291041418333863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1703291041418333863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1703291041418333863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/08/yummy-fluffy-pancakes.html' title='Yummy Fluffy Pancakes'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SoGAgRs5SSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/ppxlh-6RiFY/s72-c/PumpkinPiePancakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-6627096645866847905</id><published>2009-08-07T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:39:00.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Customer service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angry Annie'/><title type='text'>Angry Annie: Customer Service Conversation Obligated?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It might just be because I’m not feeling my best but why are we made to feel like we need to be social during a customer service transaction such as a haircut or beauty treatment (bikini waxing – awkward!)? It’s one thing if you’ve built up a personal relationship w/ a particular individual who you see regularly (ie. personal trainer) but it’s quite different if you’re not bothered who performs the service. Last night I chopped off (some of) my lovely locks and couldn’t find it in me to make small talk. I usually do, don’t get me wrong but last night I just didn’t have the strength to do so….and for good reason, my throat is killing me. But why is it that I felt guilt for not WANTING to talk. Even though I was paying for a service, I felt like I should try to strike up a conversation. The longer I didn’t talk the more awkward I felt. My neighbor (50+ woman) didn’t find it difficult chatting to her (gay) stylist when, let’s be honest here, would they be chatting to one another under different circumstances? It was like watching long lost best mates being reunited. I could only assume my stylist would have likely swapped clients if given the chance. Am I wrong in feeling this way? I feel like I’ve missed the memo that says we must talk to anyone performing a service. What do you think? Am I just being an angry Annie or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6627096645866847905?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6627096645866847905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6627096645866847905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6627096645866847905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6627096645866847905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/08/angry-annie-customer-service.html' title='Angry Annie: Customer Service Conversation Obligated?'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-8395587582511998295</id><published>2009-07-24T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:48:40.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Piscine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ch&apos;ti'/><title type='text'>Lille, France</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SmncDHjIOPI/AAAAAAAAAms/XwUP9bL-794/s1600-h/Lille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SmncDHjIOPI/AAAAAAAAAms/XwUP9bL-794/s200/Lille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362058777485392114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;North of Paris to a city called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lille"&gt;Lille&lt;/a&gt; is where I ventured to last month. As I sat on the Eurostar on the Friday night thoughts of red wine, baguettes and cheese filled my head. I hadn’t been to France in over a year and never as north as Lille… I was excited. Excited for the adventure and a chance to practice my (poor) French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lille is situated on the Deûle River, near France's border with Belgium. This close proximity plays an intricate part of the culture and spoken dialect in Lille, finding more similarities with its neighbours than the south of France which made for an interesting experience. For starters my French skills (if you can call them that) were completely useless. I spoke English instead which made everyone’s life easier. Secondly not only is the wine really nice but the beer is fantastic, try the local selections of &lt;a href="http://www.chti.com/index.htm"&gt;Ch’ti&lt;/a&gt;. And thirdly the mussels were delicious (so I’ve heard, I don’t like them myself!). Okay so there are only a few things…&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One attraction that should not be missed and was one of my personal  favorites is…Known to the locals as ‘&lt;a href="http://www.roubaix-lapiscine.com/"&gt;La Piscine&lt;/a&gt;’ this museum of art and industry is housed in a former municipal swimming pool designed by Lille architect Albert Baert. It’s only a short metro ride away to neighbouring city Roubaix. Don’t let the exterior put you off, as inside is an exquisite example of art deco showcasing the permanent collections in the old cloakrooms, shower cabinets and pool itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-8395587582511998295?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8395587582511998295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=8395587582511998295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8395587582511998295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8395587582511998295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/07/lille-france.html' title='Lille, France'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SmncDHjIOPI/AAAAAAAAAms/XwUP9bL-794/s72-c/Lille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-3147586437163703904</id><published>2009-07-21T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:14:24.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bikram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fire'/><title type='text'>Bikram Yoga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’ve always wanted to try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bikram_yoga"&gt;Bikram Yoga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (aka Hot or Fire Yoga) but the tipping point was the introductory offer my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.hotbikramyoga.co.uk/"&gt;local studio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; provided. Now that the price was right and my coworkers had been and loved it, I had no more excuses.  I drank gallons of water in preparation (and several trips of to the loo) for my first class on Wednesday night, gathered my workout stuff and towels and headed into the 45 degree (Celsius)  studio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Classes are guided by specific dialogue, as a beginner you’re advised to stay at the back of the room so you can follow the more experienced students, as the teacher doesn’t demonstrate the poses. It includes 26 postures and two breathing exercises lasting roughly 90 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;First impressions – it’s freakin’ hot!! My breathing became difficult and you’re advised to not drink water for the first 20 minutes to help your body acclimatize to the weather, I found it quite difficult!  Request of ‘ignore the sweat’ came across the microphone w/ me murmuring: ‘it’s stinging my eyeballs pls lord let me use the towel’; especially when doing the Dandayamana - Bibhaktapada – Janushirasana pose (thanks Wikipedia for your help on that one!). Brikram Yoga is definitely a challenge yet the poses  aren’t difficult, the difficulty lies in maneuvering them in the heat. Every session is a different experience as your body is different every time. As much I loved complaining about the heat and the sweat one thing was for certain: I felt good. Really good. My posture was improving and muscles I didn’t even I know had were hurting – in a good way! I’d highly recommend giving it a try, if you haven’t already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3147586437163703904?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3147586437163703904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3147586437163703904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3147586437163703904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3147586437163703904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/07/bikram-yoga.html' title='Bikram Yoga'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-6422768068389405799</id><published>2009-07-21T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:00:11.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hi all, we’re back!! Sorry for the short hiccup….what can we say? It’s SUMMER TIME and we’ve been enjoying ourselves. Plus aren’t we all just a little bit busier in the warmer months – what with all the cottage and city breaks, holidays and weddings planned.  Hopefully you haven’t missed us too much.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6422768068389405799?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6422768068389405799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6422768068389405799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6422768068389405799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6422768068389405799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-4525804022039203196</id><published>2009-06-14T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:54:08.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexual Paradox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender gap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men vs women'/><title type='text'>The Sexual Paradox?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SjWHSJbO5hI/AAAAAAAAACI/EFovWelFQtE/s1600-h/sexual_paradox.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347328878409868818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SjWHSJbO5hI/AAAAAAAAACI/EFovWelFQtE/s320/sexual_paradox.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't even finished this book yet BUT I am STILL recommending it. Weird eh? Well maybe I am just uber interested in this subject, and perhaps you will be too. Women are smarter than men? Not true, but we are less extreme in our IQ ranges and abilities. The majority of women stay within a range of intelligence, while men are at extremes: genius or idiot. So what? Right? Well, this book goes onto explain how women, who are more prevalent at university and excel more at school than men, don't necessarily get the best jobs or certainly don't get paid as well as our male counterparts. Men are much more likely to have dyslexia, ADD and other learning disabilities, but in the end, they seem to overcome their shortfalls and find successful careers. Why? If women have such a head start/advantage, why do we manage to fall behind or to not become as successful or wealthy? Technically there are more female graduates of medical school and law school nowadays. Women are also more advanced in the languages, with superior writing and reading skills vs men throughout life. Do we not have what it takes to get to the finish line? Do we choose careers that aren't as money centric or as challenging? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your guess is as good as mine..I am not done the book yet. Regardless of the answer, this book is well worth the read to find out more about yourself and the possible gender gap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4525804022039203196?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4525804022039203196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4525804022039203196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4525804022039203196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4525804022039203196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/06/sexual-paradox.html' title='The Sexual Paradox?'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SjWHSJbO5hI/AAAAAAAAACI/EFovWelFQtE/s72-c/sexual_paradox.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4549230063464129635</id><published>2009-06-14T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:17:41.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Englischergarten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hofbrahaus'/><title type='text'>Put me in Your Suitcase...Munchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SjWE84c63cI/AAAAAAAAACA/-Kdn-Zksbio/s1600-h/200px-BeergartenenMunich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347326314053033410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SjWE84c63cI/AAAAAAAAACA/-Kdn-Zksbio/s320/200px-BeergartenenMunich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Germany is a country known for its beer, sausages and pretzels. What better place to experience all three than in Munich. I was pleasantly surprised at how laidback a city Munich is. Though there may not be as many breathtaking sights at Vienna, or as much innovation as Berlin, Munich takes pride in being..well..itself. Whether you are having a beer with randoms in the famous crowded Hofbrauhaus, or watching young boys surf the small waves in Englischer Garten, one can't help but be roped into the Bavarian lifestyle. Two days is all you need to experience all this city has to offer...here are some highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Englischer Garten - Bigger than Central Park and definitely more entertaining, Germans enjoy relaxing in this massive green space just north of the main tourist area. It is not unusual to see people kayaking, rafting or surfing the small waterways that cross this park. Also not out of place: nudity, in certain sextions..I mean..sections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Hofbrauhaus - or really any brew house. Live it and Love it. Pretzels, Schnitzel and plenty of good beer. After one or two, the massive stein is almost unliftable :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. BMW Museum and Olympic Tower - located across the street from eachother, these two sights are not to be missed. Germans are known for beer and cars. The BMW Museum and BMW World do not disappoint. Neither do the views from Olympic tower. Spend a morning at both of these sights to get the real feel of German innovation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4549230063464129635?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4549230063464129635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4549230063464129635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4549230063464129635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4549230063464129635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/06/put-me-in-your-suitcasemunchen.html' title='Put me in Your Suitcase...Munchen'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SjWE84c63cI/AAAAAAAAACA/-Kdn-Zksbio/s72-c/200px-BeergartenenMunich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-5748674217725517678</id><published>2009-06-03T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:59:43.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phone etiquette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workaholic'/><title type='text'>Angry Annie...the workberry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SicOJ9TKYjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pYfhVwp9pAg/s1600-h/blackberry-cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343255047134929458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SicOJ9TKYjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pYfhVwp9pAg/s320/blackberry-cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blackberrys, Crackberrys, heck, even IPhones are a bit much these days. They can be a lot of fun..with email, applications, ringtones. Nothing like a good old game of brick breaker when you are waiting around for a client or a phone call. The novelty wears off though when the Workberry comes to town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, do you really want to know what your colleagues are having for dinner? After a zillion BBMs from you...our work relationship has been exhausted beyond a casual friendship. I rather not know, what I already know. You answered my last BBM while on the toilet. I saw you go down the hall to the bathroom...well you get my drift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we are all hooked in..(you know..because you have to take the workberry with the fun of a typical blackberry)...how can we say no? When can we turn you off? If I stop answering my boss' messages after hours, I don't look as eager or dedicated as the colleague that did answer that 10pm email. When does it stop? I might as well be chained to my desk (aka my car, as a sales rep), these days with this workberry. Those two words shouldn't even be in the same sentence. Work=not fun, berry = yummy or good. Ok, clearly this anger is getting to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama has a blackberry...does he get to turn his off? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all the time I spend on my workberry these days, I don't think I am getting anymore smart, productive or efficient. I could have spent the last week writing an etiquette book explaining rules on the workberry and when it is truly ok to POWER OFF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.the20life.com/"&gt;www.the20life.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5748674217725517678?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5748674217725517678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5748674217725517678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5748674217725517678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5748674217725517678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/06/angry-anniethe-workberry.html' title='Angry Annie...the workberry'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SicOJ9TKYjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pYfhVwp9pAg/s72-c/blackberry-cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-5773137956717320635</id><published>2009-05-31T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:26:09.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bare minerals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flawless skin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='primer'/><title type='text'>Bare who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SiMDetr0voI/AAAAAAAAABw/mEYBJxYIka0/s1600-h/main_282x235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342117409185906306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SiMDetr0voI/AAAAAAAAABw/mEYBJxYIka0/s320/main_282x235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not one for product promotion or marketing. That is more Jessica's speed. However, I cannot say enough about &lt;a href="http://www.bareminerals.com/"&gt;Bare Minerals &lt;/a&gt;makeup. I was bragging to Jessica about this line of products a couple weeks ago in Vienna. I thought I would take the time to give this makeup line a little bit of free marketing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who hates liquid foundation? clogged pores? uneven skin tone? The thought that some of your powder or foundation might rub off on your white blouse, or your boyfriend's shirt? Us ladies are always looking for a better way to cover our blemishes, dark circles or hangovers, without looking like we spent all morning doing it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard about Bare Minerals makeup last winter when I was in Arizona. It was all over the TV and in Sephora, but I thought it was too good to be true. How can some mineralized powder stay on all day, make my face look flawless and still be good for my skin? Well surprisingly, it can. Now available at Shopper's Drug Mart (though, they can't keep it on the shelves), are starter kits that match your skin tone. I grabbed the Medium toned kit for $75, and I was not disappointed. Some foundation powders, brushes, and a how to dvd and book is all you need to get started. Once you read the instructions (DVD is only for those hardcore ppl), you will be ready to go and I promise you will NEVER look back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I purchased the starter kit and it is all I have used for the past few months. I thought the $75 price tag was a bit high, but now, it is all I use (in replace of many different powders, foundations etc), I think its a pretty good deal. I also bought the amazing primer they have ($26). Once my starter kit runs low, I will probably just replenish my fav foundation powder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok enough propaganda..check it out...hopefully you will love the products as much as I do..or at least you will love all the compliments on how great you look ..True story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5773137956717320635?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5773137956717320635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5773137956717320635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5773137956717320635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5773137956717320635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/05/bare-who.html' title='Bare who?'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SiMDetr0voI/AAAAAAAAABw/mEYBJxYIka0/s72-c/main_282x235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-9214927972263073227</id><published>2009-05-26T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:51:36.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Austria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel in Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salzburg'/><title type='text'>Put Me in Your Suitcase....Salzburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/ShyAPAt7ofI/AAAAAAAAABo/ja8czfIvGig/s1600-h/300px-SalzburgerAltstadt02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340284253533610482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/ShyAPAt7ofI/AAAAAAAAABo/ja8czfIvGig/s320/300px-SalzburgerAltstadt02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salzburg is as small as it is beautiful. If you venture to mid western Europe, it is not to be missed. With the backdrop of the Alps and many beautifully designed buildings, one cannot help but fall in love with this quietly quaint city. I spent a night in Salzburg in transit from Vienna to Munich in May. Basically the city can be turned upside down in a day. Navigating Salzburg's winding streets and many historical sights took my boyfriend and I only about 4-5 hours. It was intense, but we were on a tight schedule. Anymore than a day here and you best have a Sound of Music tour or Salt Mine tour (supposed to be amazing) planned. Here is what not to miss:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. St Peter's Bakery - one of the oldest bakeries in Europe. Pay 2 euros for hot baked bread that is to die for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Catacombs - on the side of the main mountain/hill there are catacombs that are hundreds of years old. Pay the 3 Euros to navigate the narrow steps for a unique perspective of Salzburg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Salzach Bar - Enjoy a coffee or mixed drink on this floating boat bar on the Danube. If the weather is nice, sit outside at night and enjoy the sun setting over the Festung Hohensalzburg (Mountain).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Hohensalzburg Fortress - The oldest preserved castle in Europe sits atop of the mountain and overlooks the city. The castle tour is mediocre, but the furnicular ride up is worth the hundreds of photos you will take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me know if you want more information or visit Wikipedia (the owners of the above picture and other valuables)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/7749581232167178958-9214927972263073227?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/9214927972263073227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=9214927972263073227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/9214927972263073227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/9214927972263073227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/05/put-me-in-your-suitcasesalzburg.html' title='Put Me in Your Suitcase....Salzburg'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/ShyAPAt7ofI/AAAAAAAAABo/ja8czfIvGig/s72-c/300px-SalzburgerAltstadt02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-8246891050034463679</id><published>2009-05-21T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T09:16:31.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greek Salad'/><title type='text'>Greek Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/ShV-DJS6-3I/AAAAAAAAAmk/VV-Yfff8Oec/s1600-h/greek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/ShV-DJS6-3I/AAAAAAAAAmk/VV-Yfff8Oec/s200/greek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338311525817580402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the temperature rises my appetite decreases and I crave healthy, fresh foods/meals. Greek Salad is one of my favourite summer indulgences – it’s all of the above plus I love ALL the ingredients. I won’t keep you any longer….&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Handful of black Kalamata olives &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 medium tomatoes, diced into cubes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cucumber peeled, diced into cubes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 red pepper, de-seeded, diced &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;½ red onion, sliced finely &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;100ml/3fl oz extra virgin olive oil &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;150g/5oz feta cheese, diced &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 pieces of pitta bread, toasted and diced into cubes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 generous sprig of oregano (or 2 tbsp dried oregano) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pinch of salt &amp;amp; pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Method&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix all the ingredients in a bowl and toss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy outside in sunshine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-8246891050034463679?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8246891050034463679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=8246891050034463679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8246891050034463679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8246891050034463679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/05/greek-salad.html' title='Greek Salad'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/ShV-DJS6-3I/AAAAAAAAAmk/VV-Yfff8Oec/s72-c/greek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-1886463937482028888</id><published>2009-05-12T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T06:15:55.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Twitter…I LOVE her (?)!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SgldwwujX8I/AAAAAAAAAmc/w8cHpYnNrzE/s1600-h/Twitter+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SgldwwujX8I/AAAAAAAAAmc/w8cHpYnNrzE/s200/Twitter+logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334898325892325314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So after reading my BFF’s post about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; being pointless (*gasp*) I decided to counterpost (rather than leave a comment) as I strongly believe in its benefits – both personally and professionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where do I even begin? Let me give you an example of what I do in the mornings: press the snooze button (once or twice) before getting up, brush my teeth and take a shower. In between cleaning my ears, moisturizing, getting dressed, blow-drying my hair and applying make-up I check Twitter. It’s become part of my ‘routine’ if you will. Yes, I partially check it to see what my friends have been up to but I mostly check it for news and events happening that day. You see I don’t just follow friends or celebrities (for my gossip fix!), I follow News casts (@CNN, @CBCNews, @BBC, @NPR…and more are all present), industry based companies (I work in the movie industry so I follow industry giants - @Universal, @Paramount etc; entertainment news site – @aintitcool; platforms – @itunestrailers etc and different cinemas) and either projects or things I’m interested in (for example I enjoy cooking &amp;amp; food  - @OliveMag, @innocentdrinks, @toptable). Twitter allows me to check in on all of the above (and more) in one quick and convenient location – all I need to do is log in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Twitter, unlike Google works in ‘real time’ – for example, a few months ago I had a beauty appointment; while arriving to the salon there had been an accident and the road had been cornered off and I had to take a different route. In today’s day and age we want to know what happened and we want the info pronto. After my appointment I checked TwitterSearch to see if anyone posted about the incident and guess what? People had. I knew exactly what had happened in seconds and Twitter made it possible. Google wasn’t able to tell me b/c there wasn’t an archived story or article about it as it had just occurred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Twitter in the purest form is meant to be used to update your followers on what you’re doing but it’s evolved into a sharing tool with people posting things they’re interested in (albeit books, movies, exhibits, clips, restaurants, quotes etc), recommendations and asking for advice – not sure what anti-aging cream you should you use? Just ask your followers. You’ll be surprised how quickly you’ll get a response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s only as good as you make it. Follow people/companies you’re interested in and you’ll reap the benefits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kennedy – I took forward to debating this topic (and many others) in Vienna this weekend ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1886463937482028888?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1886463937482028888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1886463937482028888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1886463937482028888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1886463937482028888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/05/twitteri-love-her.html' title='Twitter…I LOVE her (?)!'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SgldwwujX8I/AAAAAAAAAmc/w8cHpYnNrzE/s72-c/Twitter+logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-7475552520218934323</id><published>2009-05-11T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:49:38.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter...I barely knew her</title><content type='html'>What's the deal with Twitter anyway? I mean..where does it fit in? What is its real purpose? I joined Twitter about a month ago, like many people out there. I watched patiently as Ashton Kutcher battled Larry King for the most followers..and won (no surprise there). My question is..so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People drop off Twitter as fast as they join. I guess most people realize there isn't a huge point to it. Besides the fun of updating your friends about your life in 140 characters, what else is there to it? Its no wonder people drop out..I have gotten pretty bored myself updating my followers on what I am doing. Is anyone even caring? reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least with Facebook, there is a point. Not only can you update people, you can add friends, create events, share photos and creep to see what your crush is up to this weekend. I have yet to see any real merit in Twitter...even the name is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to? Not Twittering...I welcome any reasons to continue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7475552520218934323?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7475552520218934323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7475552520218934323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7475552520218934323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7475552520218934323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/05/twitteri-barely-knew-her.html' title='Twitter...I barely knew her'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-853486652358783523</id><published>2009-05-06T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:02:32.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Lost Him at Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SgIWz-XfF5I/AAAAAAAAABg/VcPjThcjeJo/s1600-h/you-lost-him-hello-jess-mccann-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332849990930732946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SgIWz-XfF5I/AAAAAAAAABg/VcPjThcjeJo/s320/you-lost-him-hello-jess-mccann-paperback-cover-art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow..what a great book. Do I normally say that? Well anyway, a friend lent me this book the other day and it hasn't disappointed. Its a bit of a quick and fun read..not too heavy on the brain power, but very enjoyable. I can't tell you how many times I have laughed out loud or nodded my head in agreement. As you can tell by the title, this book is all about mistakes women make when dating mean. It is not feminist, nor negative. It is uplifting and insightful. The author applies her sales techniques to everyday life and dating. Some of her advice is pretty basic and not that revolutionary. However, having a sales background myself, I thoroughly enjoyed the numerous stories of how she and her friends have ruined their chances with love by making the same mistakes rookie sales reps make: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't use all your bullets at once/the beginning - Most successful sales people have product features/deals that close the deal..you don't want to give all your assets away at once..if you know what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Know and love your product - Men and customers alike can sense a lack of confidence or knowledge from a mile away...so make sure you know yourself and love yourself..otherwise how can he? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your best five - Five what? Five OUTFITS! This tip is awesome...wear the same 5 killer outfits in rotation when you go out. That way you can save time, know that you look good and have the confidence and comfort to pull it all off. What are the chances anyone will notice you are repeating outfits? Ok..maybe your girlfriends...until they copy your genius idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a taste...pick up the book to find out more..its great for a plane ride..until you laugh out loud :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-853486652358783523?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/853486652358783523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=853486652358783523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/853486652358783523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/853486652358783523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-lost-him-at-hello_06.html' title='You Lost Him at Hello'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SgIWz-XfF5I/AAAAAAAAABg/VcPjThcjeJo/s72-c/you-lost-him-hello-jess-mccann-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4180441631426068531</id><published>2009-05-01T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:41:27.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budapest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gellert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Szechenyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suite Hostel'/><title type='text'>Budapest on a Budget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SfrRkmNTw_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/LxUgIyFekU0/s1600-h/Budapest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SfrRkmNTw_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/LxUgIyFekU0/s320/Budapest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330803535608267762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it’s hard to think about going on holiday when all you hear about is the doom and gloom (and swine flu….) but rest assured this is one city break that is doable on any budget and I’m going to show you how…but first let’s get acquainted with our city of choice: &lt;a href="http://wikitravel.org/en/Budapest"&gt;Budapest&lt;/a&gt;, Hungary.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry is part of the EU but does not have the Euro (€€) the currency is Forint (HUF) and it’s relatively low compared to the GBP or CND (bonus!). The city is mainly divided into 2 sections: Buda &amp;amp; Pest with the river Danube dividing them. The Buda side is the hilly west side whereas the Pest side is more flat and where most of the nightlife and restaurants are located. The city has roughly 118 natural or specially drilled hot springs beneath it and as a result there many baths and pools around the city. Have I caught your interest? That’s what I thought. So how does one travel here on the cheap? If you’re in Europe &lt;a href="http://www.easyjet.com/"&gt;easyJet&lt;/a&gt; fly daily into Budapest from most major cities and our NA friends why not include a stopover here on the way to Austria or Germany – it’s a quick train ride away. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do on the cheap:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep:&lt;/span&gt; We stayed at &lt;a href="http://www.hostelworld.com/hosteldetails.php/SuiteHostel/Budapest/1714"&gt;Suite Hostel&lt;/a&gt; and got the deluxe private room which ended up being a whole apartment to ourselves – it was perfect! Plus the hostel has entertainment in the evening (ie. BBQ on the Terrence, Boat cruise etc…) and b/c the employees are all travelers themselves they know what you’re looking for: free internet, breakfast &amp;amp; friendly service (to name a few).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat:&lt;/span&gt; We bought our lunch at the Great Market Hall where it’s a great place to try the local cuisine. Another good place is the ‘For Sale Pub’ located across the street from the Great Market Hall &amp;amp; beside the Burger King (don’t ask, BK is everywhere in Budapest). Also, if it’s sunny Liszt Ferenc street is lined with restaurants and good way to top up your tan.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Around:&lt;/span&gt; Budapest can easily be explored on foot but if you must…the metro, bus and tram all use a similar ticket – unfortunately you need a new one for each time you switch and tickets are only valid for 30 minutes. It’s a little cheaper to buy a pack of 10 tickets and sell any unused ones back to your hostel/hotel. Metro Line 1 is the oldest underground line in mainland Europe and has been recognized by &lt;a href="http://whc.unesco.org/en/list/400/"&gt;UNESCO&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See:&lt;/span&gt; I love &lt;a href="http://freebudapesttours.eu/default.aspx?path=%2fFree-tour"&gt;walking tours&lt;/a&gt;, I’ve said this before on Provoke, but the main reason I do is b/c they give you a good grasp of the city – almost like the Coles Notes to a city. There’s a tip-based tour running at 10:30 &amp;amp; 2:00 starting from Vörösmarty Square in front of Garbeaud Café&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Views:&lt;/span&gt; The best view of the city is from the Citadel, it takes about 15-20 minutes to walk up but the views are well worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baths:&lt;/span&gt; I know this what you’ve been waiting for – I saved the best for last (gotta keep our readers on their toes!). The two major baths are &lt;a href="http://www.gellertbath.com/"&gt;Gellert&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.szechenyibath.com/"&gt;Szechenyi Baths&lt;/a&gt;. At the latter if you leave within 2 hours of entering you get a small refund. I went to Szechenyi Baths and was spoiled for choice with over 20 pools ranging from 18-78 degrees you’re sure to find your perfect temperature. Or for those wanting to workout, there’s also an outdoor pool  for lane swim.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start planning your trip today. You won’t be disappointed – promise! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4180441631426068531?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4180441631426068531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4180441631426068531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4180441631426068531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4180441631426068531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/05/budapest-on-budget.html' title='Budapest on a Budget'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SfrRkmNTw_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/LxUgIyFekU0/s72-c/Budapest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-3265356289436628965</id><published>2009-04-27T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T14:14:25.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clipping nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hygiene'/><title type='text'>The Newest Trend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SfYb3vWBfgI/AAAAAAAAABI/tPpZUvIgcB0/s1600-h/23clipping-nails.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329477853455154690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SfYb3vWBfgI/AAAAAAAAABI/tPpZUvIgcB0/s320/23clipping-nails.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously? Really? Did I just see that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, maybe I am overreacting a little. But when did clipping your nails in public become kosher? First, it started in New York City. I saw about 5 people over the course of the weekend clipping their nails nonchalantly as they walked down the street, rode the subway or drove their car. I couldn't believe it. Then I thought, well maybe this is just something isolated to the Big Apple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately not. Random sightings of nail clippers (aka ppl who clip their nails in public) have been showing up in Montreal, Toronto, London, etc. Is this something that I have never noticed before? Or did I miss the memo that made this personal hygiene routine okay in public? Are we soo busy now that we multi-task walking with clipping our nails? I don't know about you, but thats where I draw the line. What's next? Really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3265356289436628965?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3265356289436628965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3265356289436628965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3265356289436628965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3265356289436628965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/newest-trend.html' title='The Newest Trend?'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SfYb3vWBfgI/AAAAAAAAABI/tPpZUvIgcB0/s72-c/23clipping-nails.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-1694349200914783193</id><published>2009-04-27T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:45:45.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='audiobooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='podcasts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time alone'/><title type='text'>The Easy Silence</title><content type='html'>I consider myself to be a people magnet. Ok, maybe not in the charismatic, look I am so wonderful sense. More in the, I love to be around people sense. When I got a job in sales, I was very worried about spending all that time alone. Alone in the car all day, with just the radio to keep me sane. Two years into the job, I realize, it hasn't been that bad. Spending the past two years mostly with myself during the working day, has taught me a lot about..well..me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which begs the question? Can you spend too much time alone? There is nothing wrong with being comfortable with yourself and enjoying your own company. Experts say, you should live alone at least once before you get married or settle down. If you don't know yourself, then how can you get to know anyone else around you? Makes sense right. Well, see...I already knew myself and I will even go as far to say, loved myself. So...where does that leave me? Is it really that healthy to be alone. When all your hear all day are your own thoughts..and your own voice...is that really normal?  Most of my colleagues have become quite analytical and almost bitter as they overthink everything all day long. I find the more time I spend with myself, the more appealing being a hermit can be. Doing what you want all day long with no one around, can be appealing in a way..dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been passing the time with podcasts and audiobooks, so at least I am not a victim of my own mind. The scariest thing is...the more time you spend alone..the harder it is to separate what you think and what may have actually occured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1694349200914783193?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1694349200914783193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1694349200914783193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1694349200914783193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1694349200914783193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/easy-silence.html' title='The Easy Silence'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4545182076138253383</id><published>2009-04-24T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T06:57:26.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Applewine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weissbier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frankfurt'/><title type='text'>Beer and Meat in Germany - Frankfurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SfGumJyqjnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/H8A9k1t_M4M/s1600-h/frankfurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SfGumJyqjnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/H8A9k1t_M4M/s320/frankfurt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328231804642692722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Most of the people I asked hadn’t been to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://wikitravel.org/en/Frankfurt#Eat"&gt;Frankfurt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;; in fact no one I asked had been. It’s sadly overlooked when it comes to German cities, how can it compete with its main stars: Berlin &amp;amp; Munich?  Surprisingly as I found out, it can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Frankfurt’s skyline is impressive; it’s hard to hide its financial ties – it’s home to the European Central Bank and the Frankfurt Stock Exchange. As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://wikitravel.org/en/Main_Page"&gt;wikitravel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; put it ‘ [it’s] a city of contrasts. Wealthy bankers, students, and granola drop-outs coexist in a city that has some of the highest, most avant-garde skyscrapers of Europe next to well maintained old buildings’. I thoroughly enjoyed the architecture, food, people and sights. Below are some things that shouldn’t be missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; – if you know me you know how much I love food and German food doesn’t disappoint- Frankfurters, sourkaurt &amp;amp; bread is the traditional dish and one that shouldn’t be missed. I was craving these the second day (and then veggies when I got home! Man they do love their meat). The city is filled with restaurants but one street in particular ‘Fressgass’ is lined with amazing ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; – Applewine (or Apfelwein) is fantastic, similar to cider but better. Also, Weissbier (white beer) is delicious and my male companions (and myself) drank it like it was going out of style. The area of Sachsenhausen is a great place to drink in the evening as the streets are lined with bars…the party lasts until the wee hours of the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Old Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; – Römerberg as it’s called was sadly destroyed during WWII but has been rebuilt since and is a good example of the old architecture. It also houses the town hall (Romer).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Skyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; – get a view of city from 200 meters above land from the Main Tower – it cost around €5 and may be over before you know it; but the views are well worth it. I can only imagine how cool it’ll look on a clear day (it rained the whole time and was a bit foggy when we went).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; – Not that I advocate shopping on holiday but you have to check out ‘Zeilgalerie’ a cool futuristic mall, ‘Blade Runner’ style. It also has an observation deck that offers great views of the city (but not as great as the Main Tower).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Time to start planning your trip…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4545182076138253383?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4545182076138253383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4545182076138253383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4545182076138253383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4545182076138253383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/beer-and-meat-in-germany-frankfurt.html' title='Beer and Meat in Germany - Frankfurt'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SfGumJyqjnI/AAAAAAAAAmE/H8A9k1t_M4M/s72-c/frankfurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-9096899155322062648</id><published>2009-04-23T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:12:08.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miracle Fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Synsepalum Dulcificum'/><title type='text'>Miracle Fruit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SfBozVBzOiI/AAAAAAAAAl0/q5blB9H0-L8/s1600-h/miracle_fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SfBozVBzOiI/AAAAAAAAAl0/q5blB9H0-L8/s200/miracle_fruit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327873590206609954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Has anyone heard of the lastest food fab that has NYC &amp;amp; Lodnon abuzz; Miracle Fruit or more correctly – Synsepalum Dulcificum? Say What? you ask. ‘Think Willy Wonka meets Mother Nature’ says Vogue Mag. The berry, the size of coffee beans, come from west Africa and sends tastebuds into a confusion. How so? Well, apparently if taken before sour foods (such as lemon or limes) it makes them taste sugary (continuing with our example here – into lemonade).   For all the technical details of how it’s actually possible (but oh so boring to explain) read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miracle_fruit"&gt;here&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;Think of all the possibilities (both sliming &amp;amp; experimental) you could have with this – my mind is racing with excitement! And I’m assuming that since it’s a fruit they’ll count for 1 of your 5 a day (if you’ve eaten enough) – I don’t think you’ll be getting any better news on a Thursday morning. Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Now time to go find some...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-9096899155322062648?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/9096899155322062648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=9096899155322062648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/9096899155322062648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/9096899155322062648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/miracle-fruit.html' title='Miracle Fruit'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/SfBozVBzOiI/AAAAAAAAAl0/q5blB9H0-L8/s72-c/miracle_fruit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-514699169246446935</id><published>2009-04-20T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:29:21.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white sangria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer drinks'/><title type='text'>Recipes Jo Mama Never Told You About..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Se0HmD8al_I/AAAAAAAAABA/akEK4SRQ4Us/s1600-h/white-sangria-af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326922284724295666" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 213px; height: 185px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Se0HmD8al_I/AAAAAAAAABA/akEK4SRQ4Us/s320/white-sangria-af.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so its not quite summer..but its never too early for Sangria..at least in my opinion. Especially if you have a bottle of wine laying around that you aren't sure what to do with. Ok..who am I kidding? No one has that problem..but maybe you are looking for something else to drink instead of just straight wine. Here is an awesome recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.wineabout.com/"&gt;Wine About&lt;/a&gt; for a White Sangria using a bottle of white wine..you wont be disappointed. Just remember, even though it tastes different, the killer hangover is always the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT TO USE:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Bottle of white wine (Riesling, Albarino, Chablis, Gewurztraminer, Pinot Gris, Chardonnay, Sauvignon Blanc)&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 oranges (sliced) or may substitute 1 cup of orange juice)&lt;br /&gt;1 lemon (sliced)&lt;br /&gt;1 lime (sliced)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 liter of ginger ale or club soda (ginger ale for those with a sweeter tooth!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT TO DO:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour wine in the pitcher and squeeze the juice wedges from the orange,lemon and lime into the wine. Toss in the fruit wedges (leaving out seeds if possible) and add sugar. Chill overnight. Add ginger ale or club soda just before serving.&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to serve right away, use chilled white wine and serve over lots of ice.&lt;br /&gt;Addition ideas: sliced strawberries, peaches, handful of fresh blueberries, raspberries, kiwi, a shot or two of gin, brandy or rum, a cup of citrus-flavored soda pop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-514699169246446935?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/514699169246446935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=514699169246446935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/514699169246446935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/514699169246446935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/recipes-jo-mama-never-told-you-about.html' title='Recipes Jo Mama Never Told You About..'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Se0HmD8al_I/AAAAAAAAABA/akEK4SRQ4Us/s72-c/white-sangria-af.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4168550264041432912</id><published>2009-04-14T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:33:54.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Customer service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel companies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Complaining'/><title type='text'>Complainer's Corner</title><content type='html'>First there was the letter I sent to Air Transat over a completely ruined vacation last December. Okay, maybe not completely ruined..but def not a 5 star. After writing customer service and then taking my valid complaints directly to the CEO, I received $200 in vouchers for my trouble. Thanks…but really…why am I going to fly/travel with you again after so many mistakes that you are only NOW admitting to? Moreover, I will have to spend at least $600 to spend the $200 in vouchers to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see if Sunwing is any better than AirTransat. My boyfriend had a whole slew of issues with them on his last trip to Vegas. I know, I am at the slight risk of sounding very high maintenance. Anyway, what’s a good girlfriend to do? Well…I wrote his complaint letter (a great one…even better than the Air Transat letter). It was a good mixture of mean and funny…we will see what happens. Maybe we will get another $200 voucher from Sunwing…do you think we can sell them on Ebay…what makes companies think we would use a voucher and open ourselves up to yet another horrible experience? I know, I know..its a tax write off thing a ma bob..I will keep you posted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the subject…or rant. I must fit a little bit here regarding American Express. I have a platinum Aeroplan card with them. I have never defaulted on any credit card payments and have an amazing credit rating. I just paid off full balance less than two weeks ago. I had about $3500 on the card as of this morning. I have been racking up mad biz expenses and my company has been slow on the reimbursement side. Anyway, I got a call this morning to tell me I must pay off my $3500 balance today or my card will decline. Thanks…you know for telling me this before I am in the middle of Manhattan tomorrow with no form of payment. Apparently although there is no limit to this credit card (which I knew) and as long as you are making your monthly payments (which I was/am), there shouldn’t be a problem right? But there was and there is…its called AGEISM. What is a 26 year old doing with a $3500 balance every two weeks…she must not be able to pay that off right? We better call her before her spending gets out of hand…really? Really? Of course we wont assume that she has a job that requires her to charge a lot of travel expenses each week? After years of complete irresponsibility and greed…you are coming after me for $$? Ain’t that rich? (pot..hello…its kettle)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4168550264041432912?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4168550264041432912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4168550264041432912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4168550264041432912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4168550264041432912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/complainers-corner.html' title='Complainer&apos;s Corner'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-5831233991479959180</id><published>2009-04-13T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:31:29.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top of the Rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roosevelt Island Tram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St Paul&apos;s Chapel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Century 21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel tips in NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loehmans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><title type='text'>Put Me In Your Suitcase...NYC Baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SeOe-HYgPsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mhJqhTqBZDo/s1600-h/CIMG2660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324273974452960962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SeOe-HYgPsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mhJqhTqBZDo/s320/CIMG2660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remind me again why I have never been to the Big Apple? It’s only a quick one hour flight from Toronto and one could easily spend a week there and never be bored. I crammed a week’s worth of shopping, eating and sightseeing into 3 days this past weekend…wow!. They say you either love or hate NYC…I don’t know how anyone could hate a city busting with entertainment and sights. Sure there are a lot of people AND a lot of dirt everywhere..but where else can you buy a knock off designer purse, eat amazing street meat/foods and enjoy the peace and quiet of greenery in a city with millions of people. For all of New York’s problems and issues, one only needs to spend a day doing the few things listed below to get a bite of the apple.&lt;br /&gt;1. Roosevelt Island City Tram – a four minute ($2) ride on a tram line from 59th street to Roosevelt Island via the Queensboro bridge tramway. Not for those scared of heights, this ride is well worth the time and money as it offers amazing panoramic views of Manhattan. Roosevelt Island also is great for a quiet stroll and view of the Manhattan skyline.&lt;br /&gt;2. Top of the Rock – forget the Empire State Building. The Rockefeller building offers breathtaking views of the city as well as a picturesque glance of the Chrysler building and the Empire State building. For only $20, one can take a ride to the observation deck and experience the cold breeze as they overlook the city below…best $20 I have spent in a LONG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;3. St Paul’s Chapel – NYC is full of beautiful churches – Trinity, St Patricks, etc. However, due to its proximity to the World Trade Center, St Paul’s Chapel has a unique history as being one of the places that held and treated victims of 9/11. One cannot walk around this church and look at the artifacts and tributes to the heroes and the fallen without feeling chills down their spine. This place captures the feeling of a day when so many strangers came together to lift the city back up onto its feet again.&lt;br /&gt;4. Century 21, Loehmans etc – Manhattan is nothing without its vibrant shopping life. Personally, I refuse to fork over the $$ required to buy anything on Fifth Avenue. However, I do recommend visiting these two stores for similar duds at lower prices. Just be prepared for a lot of shoving and aggressiveness as many women cannot contain themselves at the thought of a building with 4 floors of deals…watch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5831233991479959180?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5831233991479959180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5831233991479959180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5831233991479959180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5831233991479959180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/put-me-in-your-suitcasenyc-baby.html' title='Put Me In Your Suitcase...NYC Baby!!'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/SeOe-HYgPsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/mhJqhTqBZDo/s72-c/CIMG2660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-3336677818516573585</id><published>2009-04-09T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:15:22.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate &amp; Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/Sd4Q8tC_EDI/AAAAAAAAAls/fAyd0AOG0Mk/s1600-h/439770751_c06a06e48c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/Sd4Q8tC_EDI/AAAAAAAAAls/fAyd0AOG0Mk/s200/439770751_c06a06e48c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322710444668817458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Easter break is upon us and there are a few things I’m looking forward to. For starters it’s a long weekend; 2 days off mean 2 x 4-day work weeks (hurray!) and hopefully I can recharge my batteries. Not to mention the extra time to hang out with family &amp;amp; friends (albeit through Skype for some of us. Me!) and CHOCOLATE!!! I’ve already got my eye on few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.whittard.co.uk/images/catalogue/sku/zoom/229351.jpg"&gt;eggs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; at the grocery store. And isn’t that the problem, my eyes are always bigger than my stomach when it comes to chocolate PLUS they all go on sale Monday…what's a girl to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you’re like me and you usually have WAY too much leftover chocolate after Easter why not make a fondue out of it.  Freeze the ones you’re not using and melt the rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Ingredients &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;400g dark chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;300ml carton double cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chopped fruit (strawberries, bananas, pineapple, orange,  grapes) &amp;amp; marshmallows to dunk &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Put the chocolate &amp;amp; cream into a saucepan, then heat gently, stirring occasionally, until the chocolate is melted and the sauce is smooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don’t even think about the calories….you’re on holiday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy Easter everyone xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3336677818516573585?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3336677818516573585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3336677818516573585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3336677818516573585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3336677818516573585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/chocolate-easter.html' title='Chocolate &amp; Easter'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/Sd4Q8tC_EDI/AAAAAAAAAls/fAyd0AOG0Mk/s72-c/439770751_c06a06e48c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4755721650740296469</id><published>2009-04-09T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:21:37.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A night with the bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market trends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sprott Asset Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric Sprott'/><title type='text'>A Night with the Bears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4PFlRdErI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3yV1yvRstD8/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322708398177587890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 188px; height: 130px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4PFlRdErI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3yV1yvRstD8/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don’t know much about &lt;a href="http://www.sprott.com/"&gt;Sprott Asset Management&lt;/a&gt; or Eric Sprott, you may have been living under a rock for the past 5-10 years. Then again, maybe living under a rock has kept you out of the declining stock market…hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric Sprott, Canada’s newest billionaire, is the CEO of SAM and a damn good financial adviser/investor if you ask me. Being a client of his company, I was invited to an &lt;a href="http://business.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20090408.wbearsnighttwitter0408/BNStory/Business/home"&gt;event&lt;/a&gt; at the Elgin Theatre Tuesday night. The open bar and yummy hors d’oeuvres reeled the guests in. The entertaining and informative speakers are what kept a crowd of 1500 around for the question period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The market is in chaos. People are looking for answers and to be honest, no one knows what the future holds. It was clear on Tuesday night that the economy is in a long cold winter that will probably last until 2020. Wow? And the experts say Canada hasn’t even begun to feel the squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The take home message was from Sprott himself “One day we will woe the day we decided to make paper things (i.e. money) instead of tangible goods” Just ask China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sprott.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7749581232167178958-4755721650740296469?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4755721650740296469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4755721650740296469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4755721650740296469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4755721650740296469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/night-with-bears.html' title='A Night with the Bears'/><author><name>Kristyn Kennedy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14033151037311685020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4Qmzbq_JI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lycyYTJ_fwc/S220/n514485250_5930491_8325.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d_73EQECoKY/Sd4PFlRdErI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3yV1yvRstD8/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4402378487283986572</id><published>2009-04-03T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:12:00.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Fresh'/><title type='text'>Put Me In Your Closet - Joe Who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sb_Mf5EizPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SLjMjQUu1L4/s1600-h/brow_powder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sb_Mf5EizPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SLjMjQUu1L4/s200/brow_powder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314190933588364530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If you don’t know what JOE I am referring to...then you may have been under a rock for the past few years. Loblaws is no longer home to just lettuce. Women can now find fashion a couple feet away from their groceries with the JOE FRESH clothing label at participating Loblaws Superstores. Joe Mimran used to be one of the chief people at Club Monaco. Since he has moved on from CM, he created a budget clothing line for women, men and children. The designs are colourful, fashionable and cost effective. OK, enough about the clothing. The real reason I bring this subject up is to let you know that JOE now has a makeup line. Everything from eyeliner to blush to nail clippers will be part of the new spring collection. I recently browsed on their website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.joe.ca"&gt;www.joe.ca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; to find out more.  Prices range from $4 to $14 dollars …sounds good to me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unfortunately, the makeup isn’t being sold at every JOE clothing retailer yet. HO Hum…what about online shopping JOE?  Ever heard of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4402378487283986572?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4402378487283986572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4402378487283986572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4402378487283986572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4402378487283986572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/put-me-in-your-closet-joe-who.html' title='Put Me In Your Closet - Joe Who?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sb_Mf5EizPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SLjMjQUu1L4/s72-c/brow_powder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-5375605474094612872</id><published>2009-04-03T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:18:24.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Body Shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8 Hour Cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lancome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bio-Oil'/><title type='text'>Put Me In Your.....Washroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ll admit it. I’m a product whore. It’s true! I always get suckered into a good marketing campaign (you’d think I wouldn’t as my expertise is in Marketing but meh what can you do?). Reduces the signs of wrinkles in an hour…sure I’ll take 2 please. Promises to make your pout look more kiss-alicious, bring it on! I know, it’s horrible but I can’t help myself. Last weekend whilst visiting a friend in York we ended up in Boots (similar to Shoppers Drug Mart for all our Canadian readers) and an hour later we left with nearly half the store and lighter wallets!   So how do you know what to believe and what to stay away from? Testimonials are always useful (especially from friends)….allow me to introduce some products that every girl should have in their washroom (if not their handbag!). Tried, test and true to their words, these products don’t have any gimmicks or tricks they perform as expected every time. Without further ado, here are some of my favourites and things I can’t live without (well I could but I really wouldn’t want to….unless I was backpacking or the like):  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.bio-oil.com/en/uses.html"&gt;Bio-Oil &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;– I’ve only just discovered this, but it hasn’t left my washroom since. It’s reduces the appearance of scares &amp;amp; uneven skin tones, prevents stretch marks (ie. during pregnancy, adolescence &amp;amp; weight loss) &amp;amp; aids with dehydrated, wrinkled or aged skin..in one word it’s: AMAZING! How can one product do all this you ask? Easy check out the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.bio-oil.com/en/ingredients/index.html"&gt; ingredients&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; they’re all natural and contains no water plus it contains PurCellin Oil which allows Bio-Oil to be non-greasy and absorb quickly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.eighthourcream.co.uk/#/collection_1/"&gt;EA’s 8 Hour Cream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; – This multi-tasking beauty balm protects &amp;amp; embellishes your skin. It was created in 1930 by Miss Arden herself so to say it’s tried the test of time is an understatement…it’s  a legend! It’s great for flying and helps nourish your skin and protect it from dehydration it can also be used to highlight facial areas – great for eyes, cheeks and lips for that all natural look/glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.lancome.co.uk/_en/_gb/catalog/product.aspx?prdcode=115012&amp;amp;categorycode=AXEMakeup"&gt;Lancôme’s Juicy Tubes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; – This amazing lip gloss comes in loads of subtle colours that give your lips that extra punch while nourishing and actually lasting. It’s great for both day &amp;amp; night looks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.thebodyshop.co.uk/_en/_gb/catalog/list.aspx?CategoryCode=C_BathBody_BodyButterBodyLotion&amp;amp;ParentCatCode=C_BathBody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BS Body Butter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; – This rich, thick lovely smelling cream really works. Perfect for maintaining your suntan or for the winter months. I love the coconut flavour - is this the right word? Maybe scent would be better…either way I love this stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What beauty product could you not live without?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5375605474094612872?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5375605474094612872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5375605474094612872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5375605474094612872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5375605474094612872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/04/put-me-in-yourwashroom.html' title='Put Me In Your.....Washroom'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-6692732022840696677</id><published>2009-03-30T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T09:05:00.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suzie Orman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oprah'/><title type='text'>Suzie Q,…Suzie who are you?</title><content type='html'>Who is Suzie?&lt;a href="http://www.suzeorman.com/"&gt; Suzie Orman&lt;/a&gt; that is. Or is it Susie? Who knows? Maybe Suze? I can’t keep track. All I know is, I would rather be locked in a cell with Oprah and her partner Gail, then listen to your financial advice. As some of you may know, Suze Orman is a regular guest on Oprah, CNN, etc who preaches to people about finances in these difficult times. I am pretty sure it was Suze who got most of these people into a sinkhole in the first place. Ms. Orman doesn’t really invest in the stock market, and has millions of dollars in book revenues in the bank. So who is she to tell me where to put my money? She is about as reliable as my 4 year old cousin and his game of ene mini miny mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize America and many other nations are in dire straits. We are begging for advice and for a way out of this mess. Where were all these financial advisers when things were good? Very few of these so called experts predicted the downturn. And now they want us to listen to them? They are profiting from this downturn just like Halliburton did from 9/11 and the Iraq war.  If you really want to think about it..its appalling that authors and other experts are profiting from the average citizen who is just trying to find hope in a dismal situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice..trust yourself. In this world, you are alone. Use your common sense. If you have debt, pay it off. Take advantage of every opportunity to save. If you can risk a little, play the market. Your own research and numbers don’t lie. If it looks too good to be true, it probably is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the greatest millionaires and billionaires were made out of the last depression. I don’t think any of them were listening to the likes of Suze Orman. They started small and green, just like us…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6692732022840696677?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6692732022840696677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6692732022840696677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6692732022840696677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6692732022840696677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/suzie-qsuzie-who-are-you.html' title='Suzie Q,…Suzie who are you?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-1813982850456248317</id><published>2009-03-27T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:08:45.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><title type='text'>Angry Annie &amp; The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/Sc0Hy-yiDdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4oi_v9vUwn4/s1600-h/PL004%7EMusician-in-the-Rain-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/Sc0Hy-yiDdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4oi_v9vUwn4/s200/PL004%7EMusician-in-the-Rain-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317915307424222674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ve been living in the UK for over 2 years now (actually come to think of it, it’s almost 3 now! Wow time flies). London has a (bad) reputation for being one of the rainiest cities in the world – it sure feels like it most days! But a quick search on BBC weather would prove this theory to be incorrect. Don’t believe me? Let’s compare &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/weather/world/city_guides/results.shtml?tt=TT003790"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt; vs &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/weather/world/city_guides/results.shtml?tt=TT000900"&gt;Toronto&lt;/a&gt;.  See I told you so.  I couldn’t believe it either. As the UK is such a small island (in the Atlantic) the air is naturally more moist than larger country and cities found inland (ie. Toronto) My hair was really affected (and still is I guess) when I first moved here – it couldn’t be tamed, no straightener, comb/brush or hair product would relieve it of it’s frizz! Horrible, I didn’t even know you could have that many bad hair days in a year.  I even had a friend come to visit who gave up after a few days – it’s that bad for people who have naturally wavy hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ve become a little wiser in my veteran years of living here and have come to terms with the different (b/c there are many) levels of rainfalls experienced by Britons all the time and how to deal with it. Let me explain:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; –consists of fast little drops that are very deceiving – it’s doesn’t warrant an umbrella (you just end up looking silly, but oh how you want to use it!) but if you’re not covered you’ll get wet. Quickly. It occurs mostly during fall and spring. Solution: Instead of an umbrella I wear a hat so my hair maintains it’s style and remains dry. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; – consists of large drops falling at a normal pace. This is your typical (not very exciting) rainfall. Solution: Use your umbrella close to your head – it really sucks sharing an umbrella with someone. Am I the only one who thinks this? Even though I complain every time I share one with my bf we still continue to do so….&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; – consists of large drops falling fast. I try to avoid this as best I can as it’s usually windy here as well ; which results in the awkward inside out umbrella and me getting wet. Solution: hat &amp;amp; umbrella (and a lot of hairspray!). Trust me you’ll need both&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downpour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; – Abundant drops, falling hard and fast. Oh this is my favourite (not!) you literally need to say inside until it clears…that is of course unless you prefer getting wet, then by all means. I’ve spend a many lunches waiting for the rain to stop so I could grab my lunch.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part about the rain here is that it seems to rain most days right around lunchtime like clockworks. It’s mad! &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you solutions for fighting the rain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1813982850456248317?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1813982850456248317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1813982850456248317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1813982850456248317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1813982850456248317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/angry-annie-rain.html' title='Angry Annie &amp; The Rain'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/Sc0Hy-yiDdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4oi_v9vUwn4/s72-c/PL004%7EMusician-in-the-Rain-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-3244313541951428104</id><published>2009-03-25T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:07:00.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakfast Smoothie'/><title type='text'>Recipes Yo Mamma Never Told You About: Breakfast Smoothie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sb_Lkl6fdJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/u66N_xVzQsY/s1600-h/smoothie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sb_Lkl6fdJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/u66N_xVzQsY/s200/smoothie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314189914833646738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the weather warms up, thoughts of ice-cream and other cool treats begin to enter my mind. Here is something to make on a Sunday morning (especially if you are extra tired/hungover). Guaranteed to not disappoint:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENTS:&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt Smoothie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 mango, peeled &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup fresh blackberries &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup plain Balkan yogurt &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/3 cup honey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-Dairy Smoothie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 whole banana &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 cup fresh blueberries &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 whole strawberries &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup cranberry, juice &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup orange, juice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place all ingredients in a blender and puree until smooth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3244313541951428104?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3244313541951428104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3244313541951428104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3244313541951428104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3244313541951428104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/recipes-yo-mamma-never-told-you-about.html' title='Recipes Yo Mamma Never Told You About: Breakfast Smoothie'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sb_Lkl6fdJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/u66N_xVzQsY/s72-c/smoothie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4959742153917775247</id><published>2009-03-23T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:03:00.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendships'/><title type='text'>Fading Friendships</title><content type='html'>I am 26. I have about 12 close friends that I know very well and would do anything for. That doesn’t sound that bad..does it? Well it feels bad. At the risk of sounding melodramatic, I can’t remember the last time I called any of them up randomly for no reason. I see them as much as time permits. I feel like they are involved in my life. Yet, I don’t really call them up out of nowhere on the phone. When I was younger, I had tons of friends that I would call/see on a regular basis. Am I just too busy? Or has technology replaced everyday friendship? Instead of calling/visiting most people, I facebook or text them until we have time to meet. It’s more convenient that way for sure. But is it healthy? No matter how much I message people, it still doesn’t replace the connection of a phone call or a visit. Weeks can go buy when I realize I haven’t really talked to any of my friends. Everyday living and work just takes up most of my time. It takes a real effort to call a friend or to drop by sometime. When is the last time you have done it? I am guilty…but not for long. After all, most times all I need is a really good friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4959742153917775247?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4959742153917775247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4959742153917775247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4959742153917775247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4959742153917775247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/fading-friendships.html' title='Fading Friendships'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-7621863682972341474</id><published>2009-03-21T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:11:05.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii Fit'/><title type='text'>Wee Fitter? Update</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update ladies: I first tried my Wii Fit on Dec 29, 2008. As of March 14, 2008, I have had Wii Fit for 75 days and have logged 48 hours of fitness. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to use the game when I was away for business meetings, so I am a tad behind. I have lost 10 pounds since Dec 29/08. I have hit a bit of a standstill though. I haven’t lost a pound since mid February..but here’s hoping. Anything is better than sitting on the couch wishing I hadn’t skipped the gym this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7621863682972341474?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7621863682972341474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7621863682972341474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7621863682972341474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7621863682972341474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/wee-fitter-update.html' title='Wee Fitter? Update'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-5288196578501338952</id><published>2009-03-20T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:00:50.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>Taking Back Your Lunch Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/ScOh8aSNRLI/AAAAAAAAAlc/yInH4Rk3UHU/s1600-h/lewis_hine_phot_nyc_empire_state__2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMuzCeEPCdI/ScOh8aSNRLI/AAAAAAAAAlc/yInH4Rk3UHU/s200/lewis_hine_phot_nyc_empire_state__2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315270044447229106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don’t know about you but I spend a lot of time at my desk (especially when it’s cold out). You see our office doesn’t have a proper kitchen, it’s about the size of a closet, and doesn’t have seating (oh how I miss my old office with the nice big kitchen and company gatherings to gossip during lunch…..oh boo! Don't fret, I’ll be okay. I think). As someone who brings in her lunch to work there’s no escape for me. Going out for no reason can be dangerous - Regent Street with lots of lovely shops is just outside (right there!) and my wallet is bound to suffer. I’ve decided it’s time to claim back my lunch hour and do something productive – not for the company but for myself.  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On nice days:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing beats reading a novel/magazine in a nearby Park. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Explore your working area – find a route online or create your own at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.walkjogrun.com"&gt;www.walkjogrun.com  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go for a run/rollerblade – I guess this only works if you have a shower at your office &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On not so nice days (ie. the dreaded winter months)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listen to university lectures – you can download loads of Podcasts from reputable universities across the world. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan a trip somewhere warmer &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Join a gym – the options are endless.  Loads of classes are usually scheduled during the lunch hour or take a friend and play squash/tennis.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn a new language – Rosetta Stone is a great tool to learn a new language as it combines written material with audio. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write a blog! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What do you do during your lunch hour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5288196578501338952?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5288196578501338952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5288196578501338952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5288196578501338952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5288196578501338952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/taking-back-your-lunch-break.html' title='Taking Back Your Lunch Break'/><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14909607769299948320</uri><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/_kMuzCeEPCdI/ScOh8aSNRLI/AAAAAAAAAlc/yInH4Rk3UHU/s72-c/lewis_hine_phot_nyc_empire_state__2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-7750356548157441123</id><published>2009-03-17T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:03:38.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strenghts Finder 2.0'/><title type='text'>Building On Your Strengths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sb_JsQ-M6NI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PIhkscvri_E/s1600-h/41L1hjAB2qL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sb_JsQ-M6NI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PIhkscvri_E/s200/41L1hjAB2qL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314187847627761874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have had an annual review before, or work in a corporation, then you probably have been asked before about your strengths. What are you good at? Where are you going? What have you accomplished? How can you contribute to the organization?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah …right? Yes. Until now. Admit it; at least one part of you yearns to know what your assets are and what job is right for you. Enter Strengths Finder 2.0.&lt;br /&gt;This website/book can help you identify your top 5 strengths and teach you to build on them. Clifton strategies (the book creator) don’t see the point in you developing your weaknesses.  Why not pinpoint your strengths and develop them…that’s what you were put on this earth to do after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Strengths-Finder-2-0-Upgraded-Discover/dp/159562015X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1237305666&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;amazon.ca&lt;/a&gt; and order the book: Strengths Finder 2.0 and use the one time access code in the back to do the 30 minute online test at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.strengthsfinder.com"&gt;www.strengthsfinder.com&lt;/a&gt;. You will learn about your strengths and be able to brag to your boss about your future in your company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My top 5 were: Individualization, Futuristic, Input, Learner and Activator. What were yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7750356548157441123?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7750356548157441123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7750356548157441123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7750356548157441123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7750356548157441123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/building-on-your-strengths.html' title='Building On Your Strengths'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sb_JsQ-M6NI/AAAAAAAAAIg/PIhkscvri_E/s72-c/41L1hjAB2qL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-5801338385657201148</id><published>2009-03-11T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:47:01.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roja Dove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fragrance Consultation'/><title type='text'>Fragrance Consultation: Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SbeXGM5RhhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gQiHfdGhA0U/s1600-h/o.626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SbeXGM5RhhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gQiHfdGhA0U/s200/o.626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311880418303247890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few weeks ago I had a fragrance consultation at &lt;a href="http://www.rojadove.com/"&gt;Roja Dove Haute Parfumerie&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.harrods.com/harrodsstore/"&gt;Harrods&lt;/a&gt;. I’m not the overindulging type but this, this was money well spent (not mine exactly. The consultation was given to me a xmas gift).  After a little confusion as to where exactly it was on the 5th floor I found myself sitting at the most pleasant of tables in a quiet room, surrounded by pillows and fragrance bottles. Let the journey begin; I was keen to find my ‘signature’ scent.  The consultation evaluates your perceptions and preferences based on a few specifically designed questions by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roja_Dove"&gt;Roja Dove&lt;/a&gt; himself.  For those of you  (like myself beforehand) who don’t know who Roja Dove is; he is ‘considered the world’s leading fragrance authority’ and is the sole ‘Professeur de parfums’; in short, I was in very good hands.  After the quiz it was time to get cracking, clear your nose and get smelling. I was given fragrance samples (all branding/names were hidden from me so I couldn’t be bias) and had to eliminate them down to 2 – this was extremely hard! My expert was very quick to throw out the scents that didn’t make the cut but as he was controlling which ones I would get next I couldn’t risk the possibility of discarding a possible goodie. So I asked for a side panel for the ‘maybes’ this was embraced nicely and we were able to continue (phew!).  When I finally narrowed it down to 2, it then took me a further 15 minutes to determine which one smelt better on me……&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it and now I smell lovely! Not that I didn’t before mind you but this is something I never would have found on my own.  The whole experience was very educational (as you learn about top notes and undertones), a bit glam and fun. I’d highly recommend going to a fragrance consultation if you’re bored with your current scent and you’re like me and get overwhelmed will all the possibilities or you’re looking for a change.  For the amount of time and effort we spend on our wardrobe to reflect our personalities we should at least be wearing something that also compliments it through scent.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Did you expect me tell you what perfume I bought? Yah right, I’ll never tell – it’s mine! Ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5801338385657201148?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5801338385657201148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5801338385657201148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5801338385657201148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5801338385657201148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/fragrance-consultation-review.html' title='Fragrance Consultation: Review'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SbeXGM5RhhI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gQiHfdGhA0U/s72-c/o.626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4132177231976765946</id><published>2009-03-09T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:39:01.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complainer's Corner</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine did her entire MBA project on Complaining. She had a point. After all, as I have said before, customer oriented companies are the way of the future. Our greedy ways have allowed us to demand multiple companies in single industries, thereby increasing competition. The economy is now in a downturn, and the companies that are hungry…hungry for customer satisfaction, will stay alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transat Distribution, owner of Nolitours, Transat Holidays and Air Transat, is still learning this valuable lesson. I took my complaint (over a holiday in Mexico with half of the amenities promised, and power/water outages etc) to their customer service department. Like most companies that you complain to, I received a very simple standardized letter APOLOGIZING for my troubles. Sparing you all the details, I assure you, my experience in Mexico, was a bit more troubling and should receive more than a standard response. I asked to speak to their superior/manager and was never contacted again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people don’t have the time to complain to a company about their dissatisfaction. Luckily, I do. I also had the time to Expresspost a nice letter to Transat’s CEO. I wasn’t hoping for much, just wanted to gauge Transat’s commitment to their customer base. I received a $200 voucher in the mail last week along with another apology letter. This was a nice attempt; however, I made it clear I wasn’t ever going to travel with them again. So why did they stick me with a $200 voucher…grrr. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth I guess? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sense of entitlement tells me that THEY should be doing a lot more. Maybe I am just being greedy. Or maybe Transat hasn’t felt the economic crunch. Their final quarter of 2008 was a very profitable one. They might not be so lucky in 2009. A company that knows how important each and every client is: Sunwing. I should know, I am their newest customer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4132177231976765946?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4132177231976765946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4132177231976765946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4132177231976765946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4132177231976765946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/complainers-corner.html' title='Complainer&apos;s Corner'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-7258585418067798365</id><published>2009-03-06T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:09:39.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate Challenge'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SbFKjR1IvwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/S6aUN8AaC_Y/s1600-h/chocolateREX_468x481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SbFKjR1IvwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/S6aUN8AaC_Y/s200/chocolateREX_468x481.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310107405588676354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone loves a good challenge. I’m currently ‘trying’ to train for a half-marathon.  Um no, no I haven’t signed up for it yet. But I will.  I really want to.  It’s just signing up is so. So final.  And well….I’m a little scared.  What if I can’t ACTUALLY run it? I get tired just running 3km on the treadmill.  Maybe I should first do a 10km run.  Yes, that’s what I’ll do. I’ll aim for something that’s achievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you’re looking for someone who’s actually set herself a challenge – in the same vain as Morgan Spurlock in ‘Super Size Me’ or the Subway Diet – look no further than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://allthatispretty.blogspot.com/"&gt;All That’s Pretty…&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. A good friend of mine has started the ‘Chocolate Challenge’.  The task is simple: eat a different chocolate bar daily for a month and write about it.   Among the bites she writes about the packaging, first impressions, smile factor and shares great fun facts.  Now’s your chance to get her to try any chocolate bar you’ve been dying to try but just never got around to (is that even possible?) – hurry because she’s only doing it for a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In honour of this challenge I am now going to enjoy a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Dime_bar.jpg"&gt;Daim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (similar to Score in Canada) ‘a crunchy butter almond bar covered in milk chocolate that originated in Sweden in 1953, produced by the Swedish company Marabou.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What’s your favourite chocolate bar? Mine’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Oh_Henry_bar.jpg"&gt;Oh Henry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; without a doubt – it’s the perfect mixture peanuts, chocolate and chewy caramel …. Oh I need to make a trip to the Canadian shop on my way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have a great weekend folks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7258585418067798365?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7258585418067798365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7258585418067798365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7258585418067798365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7258585418067798365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/chocolate-challenge.html' title='Chocolate Challenge'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SbFKjR1IvwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/S6aUN8AaC_Y/s72-c/chocolateREX_468x481.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-1919284398608690257</id><published>2009-03-04T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:38:00.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olive Magazine'/><title type='text'>DIY Projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sa1CKHnlGVI/AAAAAAAAAII/O-0tJmpDhzQ/s1600-h/31RoQb%2BlT4L._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sa1CKHnlGVI/AAAAAAAAAII/O-0tJmpDhzQ/s200/31RoQb%2BlT4L._SL500_AA280_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308972277350865234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This past weekend I worked on something that I’ve been meaning to do for a while.  Do you ever get the urge to start projects (or as I like to call them ‘school’ projects, they remind of elementary school. In a good way!) but never get around to actually starting them? Well I did mine and couldn’t be more happy.  You see I really enjoy cooking, nothing too complicated or hard (hence our recipe segment featuring easy BUT delicious ones) that my boyfriend ended up getting me a subscription to &lt;a href="http://info.olivemagazine.co.uk/?jlnk=lsl9000"&gt;Olive Magazine&lt;/a&gt;…last year! The magazine itself is amazing, filled with loads of meal ideas, recipes and tips.  But after nearly a year and half (and counting) I have a pile of magazines that I never touch.  I needed to act. Fast. My good friend got me started (thanks for the bday gift Anne) and gave me a stationary recipe book. And I finally got to do it, I needed a relaxing day anyway as I’ve been go, go, go for nearly 3 weeks straight, that on Saturday I sat in front of the TV (in bed, at the kitchen counter…) and went through nearly half of them cutting out recipes that I’d actually use (this is the key, you want something in the end that’s actually useful).  It’s by no means done but now I can easily maintain it.  It felt great after and I used it right away…nothing beats the sense of accomplishment.  If you’re like me and have recipes all over the place here are some tips:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy either a binder, dividers and paper or a stationary recipe book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Compile your favourite recipes and/or ones you’re definitely going to use&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create segments – mine came with premade dividers (which was fine by me as they were perfect): Starters, Meat, Fish, Vegetables, Baking, Desserts.  I’d recommend a Drinks sections as well or dividing them up by main product.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to fit as many as you can on one page without over lapping/crowding (to save space…)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you’re messy or want to preserve your ‘sheet’ of recipes it might be a good idea to place then in a plastic sheet. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use it once a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you done a DIY project recently? Let us know about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1919284398608690257?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1919284398608690257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1919284398608690257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1919284398608690257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1919284398608690257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/diy-projects.html' title='DIY Projects'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Sa1CKHnlGVI/AAAAAAAAAII/O-0tJmpDhzQ/s72-c/31RoQb%2BlT4L._SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-8385019292898024624</id><published>2009-03-02T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:37:00.475-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Email addiction'/><title type='text'>Email = Coke addiction</title><content type='html'>How many times do you check your email daily? Some experts say we should check our email twice a day, once at 12 and once at 4. Are you kidding me? Clearly this “expert” never owned a Blackberry OR they didn’t slave away in front of a computer all day desperate for something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though? How many times? Too scared to admit it? Ok..I say I am at about 5 and worst of all I don’t even work NEAR a computer…isn’t that disgusting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this any worse than a coke addiction or a porn fetish? Maybe not but it is definitely an addiction, so stop it. NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but you aren’t THAT important and neither is the person who sent you that email...unless its Obama, don’t keep your president waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-8385019292898024624?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8385019292898024624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=8385019292898024624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8385019292898024624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8385019292898024624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/03/email-coke-addiction.html' title='Email = Coke addiction'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-1478813151101920485</id><published>2009-02-27T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:59:04.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryanair'/><title type='text'>£1 Charge for the Loo Pls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Saf9mEgPJGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/CDgkWuOFFd8/s1600-h/Ryanair_Logo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 62px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Saf9mEgPJGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/CDgkWuOFFd8/s200/Ryanair_Logo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307489516365227106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Did anyone read the Metro/news today?  If you did, I’m sure you came across a disgusting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/business/7914542.stm"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;about Ryanair wanting to charge it’s passengers £1 to use the toilet.  The airline’s chief executive, Michael O’Leary has been quoted saying that they’re trying to find ways to keep costs down so £1 will actually save you pennies in the long run. And that if the train stations can do it why couldn’t they?. I’m sorry but if I’m paying for a service –especially when I have no other option BUT to use their toilet- I  don’t want to be worried about having a £1 coin.  Flying in itself can be very uncomfortable for some and the added pressure and costs of this suggestion is utterly ridiculous! They already charge you for checking in luggage..which if you’re going for more than 5 days somewhere you ‘re likely to incur heavy penalty fees for this service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;‘According to the Civil Aviation Authority, which regulates the aviation industry in the UK, Ryanair would not be breaking the law by introducing the charge.’ How is this possible?  Restaurants are required to provide a toilet to their patrons and you’re not even ‘trapped’ there! But in an air tight, nowhere else to go aircraft you’re going to be required to pay to use the loo.  It’s mind boggling.  Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know what I’m doing - I am boycotting  Ryanair. There service is crap anyway, they’re always late (based on my personal experience), the seats are uncomfortable and one would think that during the current economic climate the focus would be on ‘service’ and improving the experience, not hindering it. Let’s not take this lying down.  Who’s with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1478813151101920485?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1478813151101920485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1478813151101920485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1478813151101920485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1478813151101920485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/1-charge-for-loo-pls.html' title='£1 Charge for the Loo Pls'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/Saf9mEgPJGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/CDgkWuOFFd8/s72-c/Ryanair_Logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-6633171849536181884</id><published>2009-02-26T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:31:00.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sin City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><title type='text'>Viva Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SaQiK-H7ojI/AAAAAAAAAHA/EJWR-xAuDOo/s1600-h/vegas_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SaQiK-H7ojI/AAAAAAAAAHA/EJWR-xAuDOo/s200/vegas_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306403832819589682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having never been to Vegas, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I came well versed, having watched Ocean’s Eleven and Thirteen, as well as haven listened to Elvis’ song about the town. I think I was fully prepared??.  I was there for a work meeting, so I can’t say my experience was quite as wild as it could have been. However, a couple days in Sin City, and I was ready to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things you should know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flyers for hookers will be handed to you as you walk the Strip, pretend that you are totally offended and that the man next to you/with you is your significant other. It’s quite funny how apologetic the street vendors will be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try a $1 Margarita at Bill’s Saloon once. AND ONLY ONCE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are into Cirque, the O show at the Bellagio is the best..every other show is just creepy…seriously.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PURE is the best nightclub; Moon is cool in the summer (retractable roof).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Hofbrahaus is better in Munich..or at least that’s what I will soon find out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping is for the ultra rich, so window shopping is your best bet. The malls with regular stores are DEPRESSing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terminal 2 of the Vegas airport has a Burger King and Pizza Hut, that both close at 7pm (ugh!). PRAY that your flight doesn’t get delayed - mine did&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mandalay Bay has an awesome aquarium. Check it out….Bellagio fountains are a good photo-opp.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I stayed at the Wynn - not worth the cashola. Bellagio, Caesar’s Palace or even Luxor also have beds and you can visit the Wynn whenever you like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For $100 you can shoot guns at THE GUN STORE (google it) its worth going&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bottle service trumps waiting in line anyday. The service/hospitality is worth it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jermaine Dupri likes getting is pic taken…his body guard, not soo much…teheh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;James Carville is skinnier in person - is that possible?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix restaurant at Mandalay Bay is amazing…best meal you will ever have.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prostitution is legal…you never know where they will show up. Your room? Don’t put it past them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6633171849536181884?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6633171849536181884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6633171849536181884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6633171849536181884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6633171849536181884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/viva-las-vegas.html' title='Viva Las Vegas'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SaQiK-H7ojI/AAAAAAAAAHA/EJWR-xAuDOo/s72-c/vegas_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-7985764407301323890</id><published>2009-02-24T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:19:19.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cilantro Relish'/><title type='text'>JO Mamma kept this one a secret - Cilantro Relish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SaQgu7EHlkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ggvEh3h-yHw/s1600-h/105579407_0fdabd75c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SaQgu7EHlkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ggvEh3h-yHw/s200/105579407_0fdabd75c6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306402251450324546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is that green goo and What am I to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Cilantro relish. After all, everything tastes better with a little Cilantro. Courtesy of Michael Smith, this recipe can be paired with anything you can imagine (nachos, quesadillas, steak…you name it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingreditents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spicy Cilantro Relish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 bunch of fresh cilantro &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juice of 1 lemon &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tbsp of water &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tsp of cumin seed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 x small green chili&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;Place ingredients into a bowl and blend with a handheld blender or alternately puree in a food processor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm now that tastes good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7985764407301323890?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7985764407301323890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7985764407301323890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7985764407301323890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7985764407301323890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/jo-mamma-kept-this-one-secret-cilantro.html' title='JO Mamma kept this one a secret - Cilantro Relish'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SaQgu7EHlkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ggvEh3h-yHw/s72-c/105579407_0fdabd75c6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-1118705411546247472</id><published>2009-02-16T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:16:02.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Canadian Fashion - where is the colour at?</title><content type='html'>My French teacher is from Morocco and has worked and traveled all over the world. She loves her life in Toronto and has even started to get used to the January snowfall. What she doesn’t understand is why Canadians choose to wear such depressing colours? When is the last time you saw someone wearing clothing that wasn’t Grey? Brown? Black? or Beige? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to defend my fellow citizens by explaining that we don’t really have shops that carry the bright oranges, yellows etc that are commonly seen in Africa and parts of Europe. She disagreed. From pink to purple to bright green, Canadian stores are full of bright coats, shoes and hats for the season. She was right. Zara and H&amp;M, Forever 21 and Club Monaco, all have bright colours on display that the shopper cannot miss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why the drab clothing? I made the argument that professionally, Canadians may feel grey, black, white etc are more appropriate for the workplace. True, but then how do Europeans pull it off? Incorporating some colour into your wardrobe, doesn’t decrease your professionalism. A purple scarf or yellow gloves, doesn’t make you trashy. She is right. Why don’t we brighten up our lives by introducing some colour into our closets? After all, I am getting pretty tired of the slush and the clouds and the grey of the season. I could totally go for a pink coat right about now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1118705411546247472?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1118705411546247472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1118705411546247472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1118705411546247472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1118705411546247472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/canadian-fashion-where-is-colour-at.html' title='Canadian Fashion - where is the colour at?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-3730131054453919435</id><published>2009-02-13T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T07:41:53.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lipstick Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SZWUq93U2iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Hia3TJrn7VI/s1600-h/lipstick2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SZWUq93U2iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Hia3TJrn7VI/s200/lipstick2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302307602180659746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to write an article today but then I was sent &lt;a href="http://www.mediapost.com/publications/?fa=Articles.showArticle&amp;amp;art_aid=100215"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and you know what? It’s pretty much what I wanted to say (but more elegantly of course).  I find this to be very true.  I take pleasure now, given the economic situation, in buying toiletries (and apparently I’m not alone).  Gnawing over which body wash smells better for hours or contemplating which colour I should paint my nails this week. During trying times we need something to take our minds off the ‘doom &amp;amp; gloom’ - I personally blame the news; can’t we just talk about something else already? Please! Surely it’s not news if already know its happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What instant gratification has been making you happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3730131054453919435?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3730131054453919435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3730131054453919435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3730131054453919435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3730131054453919435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/lipstick-effect.html' title='Lipstick Effect'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SZWUq93U2iI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Hia3TJrn7VI/s72-c/lipstick2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-7659869135353880591</id><published>2009-02-09T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:12:00.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outliers'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Outliers</title><content type='html'>Fan of Malcolm Gladwell? Then you may have already realized that Outliers has clearly reached its Tipping Point. Or maybe Malcolm Gladwell has. No offence Mr Gladwell. I do like your writing style. Your ability to be concise makes you truly an extraordinary author. I have been a fan from the start. Blink and The Tipping Point were well written observations of phenomenon that very few can put into words. Outliers, however, is a different story. I think some valid points are made in this book and there are some very interesting displays of trends (good hockey players being born in the beginning of the calendar year for example).  As a society, we should spend a lot more time looking at relationships and correlations to further our understanding and development in areas such as education, science and politics. However, what Outliers lacks is a proper conclusion, a way to tie all of these trends/relationships together. This book allows the reader to comprehend why millionaires are millionaires and how many successful people were able to be in the right place at the right time. But hindsight is 20/20, and looking back is a lot easier than looking forward.  It gives one hope that they may be the next outlier.  False hope. As you will never really know who the outliers of 2008/2009 will be until another author is able to look back at your life and comment on your likelihood to stand out from the crowd. For all I know, maybe we are all outliers in some form or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7659869135353880591?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7659869135353880591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7659869135353880591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7659869135353880591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7659869135353880591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/book-review-outliers.html' title='Book Review: Outliers'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-2028587973799466499</id><published>2009-02-06T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:11:07.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bright Eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Format'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blind Pilot'/><title type='text'>Blind Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SYxuD6qWUFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/L6eIrgj7XaI/s1600-h/cdcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SYxuD6qWUFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/L6eIrgj7XaI/s200/cdcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299731875073773650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sharing, I can’t keep this to myself any longer – I've been listening to ‘&lt;a href="http://blindpilotmusic.wordpress.com/about-blind-pilot/"&gt;Blind Pilot&lt;/a&gt;’, and they’re truly sublime; with heartfelt lyrics and catchy chords they’re reminiscence of ‘&lt;a href="http://www.theformat.com/"&gt;The Format&lt;/a&gt;’ and ‘&lt;a href="http://www.thisisbrighteyes.com/"&gt;Bright Eyes&lt;/a&gt;’.  The duo consisting of Israel Nebeker and Ryan Dobrowsk from Portland, Oregon; are college mates that wanted to take their love of music off-the-beaten path of the normal ‘touring band’ in the USA and decided to embark on a West Coast bike tour. A year later here we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One listen and I was sold – what are you waiting for? Check &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/goblindpilot"&gt;them&lt;/a&gt; out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the UK guys will ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-2028587973799466499?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2028587973799466499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=2028587973799466499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2028587973799466499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2028587973799466499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/blind-love.html' title='Blind Love'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SYxuD6qWUFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/L6eIrgj7XaI/s72-c/cdcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-7400013111576305231</id><published>2009-02-06T08:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:13:27.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing Is Caring: Story Telling Time</title><content type='html'>On my way to work this morning I saw a pigeon - don’t even get me started with these annoying winged-rats…let’s just say they’re not my favourite bird. And why is it that they actually act like Londoners? Like we should be moving around them – do they want to get hurt? Anyway where was I before I got sidetracked? Oh right, so on my way to work I saw a greedy pigeon hording the largest pile of breadcrumbs I’d ever seen (that is, outside a bakery of course).  He was happily eating away while his mates were desperately searching for something to eat else where.  This got me thinking.  Why are WE so greedy? Why couldn’t that pigeon invite his friends to share in his ‘treasure’? There was definitely plenty to go around.  Why is it so hard to share the good things in our lives? When we find a bargain (for example) we tend to keep it to ourselves and eager to gloat to anyone who asks instead of spreading the word so everyone can benefit.  People would rather keep things for themselves than share even if they could never finish or use all of something.  Why is that? I don’t have answers; I can say that if we all try a little bit harder to be kinder to each other there’d be less waste and happier people.  As I always say sharing is caring.  Let’s care about those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7400013111576305231?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7400013111576305231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7400013111576305231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7400013111576305231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7400013111576305231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/sharing-is-caring-story-telling-time.html' title='Sharing Is Caring: Story Telling Time'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-6629036596475399268</id><published>2009-02-04T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T06:15:01.177-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush Twins&apos; Letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><title type='text'>Change Has Come...To America</title><content type='html'>Change has come to America. People are now interested again in politics. The first family is young, optimistic and hopeful. This change couldn’t happen at a better time as many Americans and citizens of the world have lost confidence in our neighbours, in our politicians and in our economy. We aren’t worrying about our next trip, or what size TV we are going to buy. We are worrying about our jobs and our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the hard times, people are still somewhat optimistic as they put their faith and trust in a man who will lead them through the darkest days. This time, the president will get it right…right? We won’t be making jokes about Obama the way Bush was mocked for the past eight years. Or will we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/01/21/bush.twins.letter/index.html?iref=newssearch#cnnSTCText"&gt;letter&lt;/a&gt; the Bush twins wrote to Obama’s daughters in the Wall Street Journal.  When I read some excerpts of the letter, it gave me another look at the life of a presidential family. The Bush twins remind Obama’s daughters to not get lost in the man the public knows. To remember who their Dad really is. That’s weird, because I could have sworn America knew Mr. Bush really well. We saw him at his worse moments and his best. After eight years of press conferences, debates, elections and public appearances, we were pretty sure we knew who Mr. George Bush was. What we didn’t know, and will never know is what happened behind closed doors of the White House - the loneliness, the guilt, the apprehension and the regret. Feeling alone in a room full of people. Knowing that no matter how hard you try, you can’t please everyone. Being ridiculed and judged in front of the whole world, including your closest friends and family. I applaud the Bush twins for having the courage to publicly defend their father and letting the Obama girls know they may one day have to do the same:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6629036596475399268?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6629036596475399268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6629036596475399268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6629036596475399268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6629036596475399268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/change-has-cometo-america.html' title='Change Has Come...To America'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-8152620798402963419</id><published>2009-02-02T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T06:11:00.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ear Candling'/><title type='text'>Ear Candling: Update</title><content type='html'>Ok so I got it done…just kidding; I chickened out. However, my Mom did go to a local salon to get the ear candling procedure done. Forty five minutes and fifty bones later….nothing. My Mom often experiences pressure in her right ear and was hoping to alleviate this pressure through ear candling.&lt;br /&gt;For 45 minutes you lie on your side (on a bed/comfortable chair) and wait as a lit candle (placed close to your ear) burns. The idea behind this procedure is that the candle is supposed to loosen the wax buildup in your ear so it flows out into a cone. At the end of the procedure, a lot of wax had come out into the cone. However, whether it was my mom’s wax or the candle’s wax, one will never know. The procedure is safe and harmless, however, whether there is any real need for it, remains to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;The ancient art of ear candling has been around for centuries and some people swear by it. A simple Q tip every day in the ear will not eliminate years of debris and wax buildup that our ears (being open organs) are prone to. Apparently the procedure needs to be done a couple months apart for a year, and then once a year from then on, to get the full benefit. At $50 a pop, I don’t think it’s likely to be apart of my Mom’s regimen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-8152620798402963419?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8152620798402963419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=8152620798402963419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8152620798402963419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8152620798402963419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/02/ear-candling-update.html' title='Ear Candling: Update'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-4944926551892757093</id><published>2009-01-30T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:13:00.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommate Corner</title><content type='html'>Sorry I don’t have a roommate anymore - woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4944926551892757093?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4944926551892757093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4944926551892757093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4944926551892757093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4944926551892757093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/01/roommate-corner.html' title='Roommate Corner'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-7157206426054835087</id><published>2009-01-28T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T06:11:34.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Potato Fries'/><title type='text'>Recipes Jo Mamma Never Told You About</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SYBng_DZ1sI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gnrOOpvotTw/s1600-h/SD3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SYBng_DZ1sI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gnrOOpvotTw/s200/SD3178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296346978166888130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are anything like me, you are still recovering from all the holiday food cravings. Cutting back on sweets and salts in January is proving to be very difficult for this busy lady. I try to limit myself to a couple snacks a week to satisfy my cravings and reward all my good eating habits during the week. This recipe is great to satisfy salt/carb cravings without adding too many calories. And really; who isn’t a fan of chipotle mayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Potato Fries with Chipotle Mayo (taken from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.recipezaar.com"&gt;www.recipezaar.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 sweet potatoes (for two people)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;olive oil &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons ground coriander &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon ground fennel &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon ground oregano &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3/4 teaspoon ground chili pepper flakes (or to taste) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons salt &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chipotle Mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup mayonnaise &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 chipotle pepper &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon adobo sauce &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 drops Tabasco sauce &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 teaspoon cumin &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preheat oven to 425°.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix together seasoning. In a bowl combine 1 Tbsp oil and 2 tsp seasoning per sweet potato. Toss and place on greased baking pans. Making sure that potatoes are spread out in pan. Bake for 30-40 minutes turning every 10 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serve with chipotle mayonnaise to prepare mayonnaise combine mayonnaise,* chipotle pepper, 1 tbsp adobe sauce and 2 drops Tabasco sauce. (*I use Chipotle peppers in a can that are in the adobe sauce already, found usually in Mexican food aisles of the supermarket). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save remaining seasoning mixture in ziploc bag for later.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7157206426054835087?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7157206426054835087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7157206426054835087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7157206426054835087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7157206426054835087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/01/recipes-jo-mamma-never-told-you-about.html' title='Recipes Jo Mamma Never Told You About'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SYBng_DZ1sI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gnrOOpvotTw/s72-c/SD3178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4554991088196661526</id><published>2009-01-27T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T04:14:22.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Credit Crunch Tips'/><title type='text'>Beating the Credit Crunch</title><content type='html'>The daily news had been pretty grim lately (well minus Obama’s inauguration – bring on change!); every time I turn on the TV or read the paper there’s another high street chain closing down or more people loosing their job. You can never be too careful during times like these and cutting back where you can helps the most. Of course I don’t however want to compromise on looking good (even after the war when people were still on rations they’d go to great measures to look good – women would use to ‘paint’ their legs with tea bags then draw a line up the back to make it look they were wearing tights – true story!).  Luckily for us we don’t have to go that far to make a difference in our spenditure.  Here are some tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;DIY pedicures &amp;amp; manicures: they’re fast and easy, and above all free! When you get out of the shower, trim your nails and push back your cuticles - removing any excess with a nail clipper.  Then paint those bad boys and place a top coat to seal them in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Massages: We could all use a good massage every now again.  If you have a partner, why not buy a nice bottle of massage oil from the Body Shop (or the like) and take turns pampering each other? If not (or you can’t be bothered) try a beauty school, they usually charge less than half the price of most spas so not only will you feel rejuvenated but your wallet won’t suffer either.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunch/Coffee: Bring your own lunch to work rather than buying it everyday.  Make extra for dinner the night before and you’ll have gourmet meals for lunch.  Soup can be dull on its own, why not pair it up with a nice bread roll and/or a side salad to liven it up?  In the same vain, why not bring your coffee or tea to work rather than grabbing one from Starbucks?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Groceries: Make a list! Trust me on this one, if you make a list of what you actually need you’ll be less likely to impulse buy and your bill (I promise) will be cut by 20% - if not more. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gym: Do you keep or membership or give it up? Answer this – how often do you go? If it’s more than half the week then yes, it’s worth it.  If you only go every now and again it’s time to ditch it. Try running outside (free) or one of the many fitness DVDs (I highly recommend: 10 Minute Solutions: Blast Off Belly Fat – it’s SO good and easy to do everyday before work.  I couple this with going to gym, as I like to swim, for a total workout that works). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you getting through the credit crunch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4554991088196661526?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4554991088196661526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4554991088196661526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4554991088196661526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4554991088196661526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/01/beating-credit-crunch.html' title='Beating the Credit Crunch'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-3119196441397891383</id><published>2009-01-26T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T05:47:00.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complainer's Corner</title><content type='html'>Why? Well, why not?  How many times have you been dissatisfied with a situation, a place or a service? How often do you think about writing a letter or voicing your frustrations to someone? Do you do it? Or do you figure it’s a waste of time or that no one will listen/understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that way, in fact, sometimes I still do. Then I think about the next customer, the next person who forks out money for a hotel or an item, only to be as disappointed as I was. I believe with all the competition out there in various industries, companies have no choice but to be committed to customer service. After all, if we aren’t happy, it doesn’t take us long to go to the competition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself a pretty loyal customer. I have favourite restaurants, shops and travel providers. I take any mishaps in stride most of the time. However, after years of dissatisfaction with certain companies, I have decided it is time to let some of them know what I , or better yet, what is really going on in the trenches. It is my duty as a consumer to keep them honest and let them know where they could improve. Sometimes I do it for a voucher or reimbursement. Most of the time, I do it for the next guy…aka you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep tuned to this section for more upcoming info on complaining. Learn how to complain effectively and efficiently…things to say and how to say them.  After all, not every letter goes unanswered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3119196441397891383?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3119196441397891383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3119196441397891383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3119196441397891383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3119196441397891383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/01/complainers-corner.html' title='Complainer&apos;s Corner'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-563673695258573908</id><published>2009-01-19T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T05:52:00.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put Me In Your Suitcase - Mayan Riviera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SWYG_y5ctMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ikCujZcv7oc/s1600-h/CIMG1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SWYG_y5ctMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ikCujZcv7oc/s200/CIMG1808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288922505457480898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a week in sunny Mexico. Jealous much? Many thoughts come to mind when I think about my trip: margaritas, guacamole, limes, cilantro, chipolte, cerveza..and did I mention the guacamole?  The Mayan Riviera (the area south of Cancun along the Atlantic Ocean) is quite impressive. Full of beautiful beaches and a rich cultural history, one will not run out of sights to explore.  Tulum and the famous pyramids of Coba and Chichen Itza are popular attractions in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you arent likely to see them all in one trip as they are hours apart.  Plan on visiting one of the three (Coba is the largest) and also explore the region’s cenotes. Cenotes are underground waterways that have amazing sinkholes and caves to gawk at. The Mayan region is home to many reefs that are perfect for a snorkeling trip. Playa del Carmen and Cozumel offer great nightlife and shopping for the city goer in you. The best part of the Mayan Riviera is the people. Friendly faces, warm welcomes and a love of tourists is what has made this area home to over 50 hotels. Despite all the tourists, it is easy to find solace and peace in many of the area’s beaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I decided to visit a zoo in Puerto Morelos called &lt;a href="www.crococunzoo.com"&gt;Crococun Zoo&lt;/a&gt;. Unlike any other zoo, visitors are encouraged to hold snakes, crocodiles, parrots and feed the deer and monkeys all while being guided through the lush tropical grounds with a well informed Zoo employee.  Careful not to step on one of the zoo’s 600 crocodiles and get ready to feel the squeeze of a baby boa constrictor on your arm …not a bad deal for $20 if you ask me.  You probably won’t hear about this zoo from your hotel rep as it is not a sponsored hotel tour attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SWYHAcdvomI/AAAAAAAAAGI/eUNI21ZP4eY/s1600-h/CIMG2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SWYHAcdvomI/AAAAAAAAAGI/eUNI21ZP4eY/s200/CIMG2097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288922516615570018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for an inexpensive fun week in the sun with many attractions and experiences, then look no further than the Mayan Riviera…you won’t be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some useful links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mexico.com"&gt;Mexico&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.travelyucatan.com"&gt;Travel Yucatan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-563673695258573908?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/563673695258573908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=563673695258573908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/563673695258573908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/563673695258573908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/01/put-me-in-your-suitcase-mayan-riviera.html' title='Put Me In Your Suitcase - Mayan Riviera'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SWYG_y5ctMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ikCujZcv7oc/s72-c/CIMG1808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-7821667442630527571</id><published>2009-01-16T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:42:38.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wheelie Briefcases'/><title type='text'>Angry Annie: Wheelie Briefcases</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SXCrpbJ3ZyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-lzjl9F1o_4/s1600-h/tmb0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SXCrpbJ3ZyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-lzjl9F1o_4/s200/tmb0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291918290312455970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of us living in a big city our daily commute isn’t something we look forward to.  Don’t get me wrong, I love going home at the end of the day, definitely; but not so much the physical commute and the struggle of traveling on the trains/tube. Thank goodness for lovely novels to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a little pet-peeve with some commuters that I’d like to share with you today…a little moan if you will on a Friday afternoon. I get that briefcases can get heavy – what with your laptop (another reason to get a Notebook.  Did you like that tie-in?), all your paperwork and gadgets (blackberry, iPod, Nintendo DS etc..) but must you really wheel them around like they’re luggage and cut me off? It looks ridiculous. Honest.  It’s the size of child's bag and if you could properly pull it rather than have it drag several feet behind you wouldn't cut people off and take up valuable platform space, we’d all (REALLY) appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our forefathers didn’t have a problem caring their briefcases, did they? I know some advances are good and just but this, this is just…lazy! That’s right I’m calling it lazy.  Next we’ll see women dragging their purses behind them and we’ll never get anywhere quick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick it up.  I’m just saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, thanks for listen…boy do I feel better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7821667442630527571?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7821667442630527571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7821667442630527571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7821667442630527571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7821667442630527571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/01/angry-annie-wheelie-briefcases.html' title='Angry Annie: Wheelie Briefcases'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SXCrpbJ3ZyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-lzjl9F1o_4/s72-c/tmb0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-3648734801597709849</id><published>2009-01-12T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T06:04:00.897-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='netbook'/><title type='text'>The Year of the Netbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SWYIlt4xdEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RmLLhCJ3bvU/s1600-h/netbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SWYIlt4xdEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RmLLhCJ3bvU/s200/netbook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288924256459125826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first computer was a COMMODORE 64 and I thought it was the greatest thing ever. It took forever to start and had only 2 games, but it was something...something new.  After good old commi retired, there were several desktops and finally a pretty, compact laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 marks my venture into the world of the net book. A smaller, quieter, easier laptop used for surfing the net and other such tasks. After all, what do I use my laptop for more than email anyway? Prices range from $250-500 for netbooks and they vary in size, memory and screen resolution. I still have my old laptop but I am using my net book a lot more lately. Here’s why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It’s small and lightweight enough to be thrown in a purse and used in internet cafes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can carry it anywhere to surf the web, look at pictures or write provoke articles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can hook it up to my TV and still watch any videos/shows off the web&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It has an SD/memory card slot as well as multiple USB ports for printing or using more memory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I will still use my laptop for reports and the benefits of a CD rom and CD burner. However, on a day to day basis, why not use a smaller more efficient device that is greener?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3648734801597709849?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3648734801597709849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3648734801597709849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3648734801597709849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3648734801597709849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-of-netbook.html' title='The Year of the Netbook'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SWYIlt4xdEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/RmLLhCJ3bvU/s72-c/netbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4989581516340380516</id><published>2009-01-09T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T08:43:36.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Power of Less'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot and Cold Stone Treatment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Ferris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leo Babauta'/><title type='text'>Kicking Bad Habits</title><content type='html'>As the first full week back to work (after the holidays) is drawing to a close and most of December was spent thinking of others (running around ensuring everyone got their pressies in time…and that they liked them) I’ve decided to book myself a massage.  Now, this just any other massage. Oh No! The masseuse uses hot stones (which have been picked from the coast of England and treated for smoothness) to help release the muscle tension then cold stones (we’re not talking ‘freezing’ here just chilled) are placed to help set the muscle and eliminate any soreness that’s usually caused when muscle tension is released, especially the next day – brilliant! I can’t wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this year should be about me! Not in a ‘spoiled-look-at-me way’ but more in the way to better myself as a human being.  I’m starting with the stresses in my life (hence the massage) and will try to eliminate any bad habits by focusing on the good stuff and replacing them with good habits.  Too vague? Check out this brilliant &lt;a href="http://www.fourhourworkweek.com/blog/2009/01/07/the-power-of-less-leo-babauta-zen-habits/"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; that was posted by Tim Ferris on his blog about Leo Babauta’s ‘The Power of Less’ theory.  I say we all try this – I’ve started with my personal email account.  It’s a nasty habit I have.  I check it. A lot. Especially at work.  I’ve decided to cut back to 4 times a day – morning, lunch, after work and before bed.  Even writing this makes me aware of how ridiculous it all is, and how I’ve left this habit consume my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you cut out of your life in 2009?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4989581516340380516?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4989581516340380516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4989581516340380516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4989581516340380516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4989581516340380516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/01/kicking-bad-habits.html' title='Kicking Bad Habits'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-6444487343447179972</id><published>2009-01-08T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:46:35.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolution'/><title type='text'>The Dreaded Resolution</title><content type='html'>What is it this year ladies? A promise to be nicer, fitter or more productive? More time for yourself? Or perhaps less negativity? Or my old fave: A resolution to not make any resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As gyms fill with new foodies promising to make exercise a daily routine, one must wonder why we even bother with resolutions? Psychologists say it takes around 21 days to make a task into a habit. Most of the new gymbies never stick it out until January 21st anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what’s your resolution? Or more importantly, how likely are you to keep it? Sometimes it’s easier to make resolutions/goals that can be broken down into sub goals. After all, you aren’t going to learn Spanish or the violin within a few months, without some time lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My three are very simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;More wine, less guilt…you cannot make everyone happy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do something everyday that scares me or pushes me to be more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always choose laughter and friends over other commitments&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Cheesy? Yes, but completely attainable and DEFINITELY more worthwhile than depriving myself of cheesecake or shopping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6444487343447179972?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6444487343447179972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6444487343447179972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6444487343447179972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6444487343447179972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2009/01/dreaded-resolution.html' title='The Dreaded Resolution'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-7024635298400297276</id><published>2008-12-23T06:31:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:33:51.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SVD2rTX878I/AAAAAAAAAF4/oq6h9uiZQ20/s1600-h/holly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SVD2rTX878I/AAAAAAAAAF4/oq6h9uiZQ20/s320/holly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282993586701135810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We here at Provoke would like to wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to sharing more with you in 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then,&lt;br /&gt;Kristyn &amp;amp; Jessica xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7024635298400297276?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7024635298400297276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7024635298400297276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7024635298400297276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7024635298400297276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!!'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SVD2rTX878I/AAAAAAAAAF4/oq6h9uiZQ20/s72-c/holly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-7962325939066860267</id><published>2008-12-23T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:29:24.812-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small Islands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outliers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not Fade Away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Time Traveler&apos;s Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovely Bones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mister Pip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Sister&apos;s Keeper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Londonstani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008 Books'/><title type='text'>Favorite Books in 2008</title><content type='html'>This list will work a little differently seeing as we’re not quite on top of this area as we wish we could be – just not enough time! Our list will consist of our favourite books that we’ve read in 2008 not necessarily what came out in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least here are our favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lovely-Bones-Alice-Sebold/dp/0316168815/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042089&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Lovely Bones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Time-Travelers-Wife-Audrey-Niffenegger/dp/015602943X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042112&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Time Traveler’s Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Sisters-Keeper-Jodi-Picoult/dp/0743454537/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042135&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;My Sister’s Keeper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Reluctant-Fundamentalist-Mohsin-Hamid/dp/0156034026/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042154&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Reluctant Fundamentalist &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mister-Pip-Lloyd-Jones/dp/0385341075/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042181&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Mister Pip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Restless-Novel-William-Boyd/dp/1596912375/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042199&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Restless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Londonstani-Gautam-Malkani/dp/1554681197/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042251&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Londonstani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Small-Island-Andrea-Levy/dp/075530750X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042276&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Small Island&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Shadow-Wind-Carlos-Ruiz-Zafon/dp/0752859544/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042290&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Shadow of the Wind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/God-Small-Things-Arundhati-Roy/dp/0679309411/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042312&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The God of Small Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Outliers-Story-Success-Malcolm-Gladwell/dp/0316017922/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042330&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Outliers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Island-Victoria-Hislop/dp/0755309510/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042361&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;The Island &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Not-Fade-Away-Jim-Dodge/dp/0871131447/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042393&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Not Fade Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Hot-Flat-Crowded-Revolution-America/dp/0374166854/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042420&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Hot Flat and Crowded &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Miss-Pettigrew-Lives-Winifred-Watson/dp/190646202X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230042438&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were your favourite indulgent this year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7962325939066860267?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7962325939066860267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7962325939066860267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7962325939066860267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7962325939066860267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/12/favorite-books-in-2008.html' title='Favorite Books in 2008'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-8786396046305082424</id><published>2008-12-22T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:03:27.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religulous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex in the City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2008 Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Bruges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man on Wire'/><title type='text'>Best of 2008 – Movies</title><content type='html'>Without further ado, here are our favourite Movies of 2008 (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1155592/"&gt;Man on Wire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1013753/"&gt;Milk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0468569/"&gt;Dark Knight &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1010048/"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0845046/"&gt;Son of Rambow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1082886/"&gt;The Wackness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1175491/"&gt;W&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0815241/"&gt;Religulous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1045670/"&gt;Happy Go Lucky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0780536/"&gt;In Bruges &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0371746/"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0910936/"&gt;Pineapple Express &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0870111/"&gt;Frost/Nixon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0857191/"&gt;The Visitor&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0910970/"&gt;Wall-E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1000774/"&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1185616/"&gt;Waltz with Bashir&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0830515/"&gt;Quantum of Solace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1125849/"&gt;The Wrestler &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0813547/"&gt;The Counterfeiters &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-8786396046305082424?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8786396046305082424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=8786396046305082424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8786396046305082424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8786396046305082424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-of-2008-movies.html' title='Best of 2008 – Movies'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-1652885306515087699</id><published>2008-12-19T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T06:20:35.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Marling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lykke Li'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chad VanGaalen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MGMT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Born Ruffians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2008 music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fleet Foxes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vampire Weekend'/><title type='text'>Best Of 2008 - Music</title><content type='html'>I can’t believe it’s that time of year again already.  No I’m not talking about the Christmas festivities, I’m talking about the ‘best of’ lists being compiled by bloggers around the globe as we speak.  There are so many categories to go through (I’m pulling my hair out just thinking about them…), here at Provoke we’ve decide to tackle 3 – books, music and movies our favourite indulgences.   I’d like to start with music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to even narrow down the albums let alone the songs I like so I hope you’re not expecting exact songs as that would be virtually impossible for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay here we go, in no particular order my top 20:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/whyanticon"&gt;Why? - Alopecia! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lauramarling"&gt;Laura marling – Alas I Cannot Swim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fleetfoxes"&gt;Fleet Foxes – Fleet Foxes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/headlights"&gt;Headlight – Some Racing, Some Stopping&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/amadouandmariam"&gt;Amadou &amp;amp; Mariam – Welcome to Mali&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/bornruffians"&gt;Born Ruffians –Red, Yellow &amp;amp; Blue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/islands"&gt;Islands – Arm’s Way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/theblackkeys"&gt;The Black Keys – Attack &amp;amp; Release&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/littlejoymusic"&gt;Little Joy – Little Joy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/lykkeli"&gt;Lykke Li – Youth Novel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/chadvangaalen"&gt;Chad VanGaalen - Soft Airplane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/frightenedrabbit"&gt;Frightened Rabbit – The Midnight Organ Fight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/tvotr"&gt;TV on the Radio – Dear Science&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/foals"&gt;Foals - Antidotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/ratatatmusic"&gt;Ratatat – LP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/plantsandanimals"&gt;Plants and Animals – Parc Avenue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/mgmt"&gt;MGMT – Oracular Spectacular &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/vampireweekend"&gt;Vampire Weekend – Vampire Weekend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/wolfparade"&gt;Wolf Parade – At Mount Zoomer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="www.myspace.com/nonoage"&gt;No Age - Nouns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back with us Monday for our favourite movies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1652885306515087699?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1652885306515087699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1652885306515087699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1652885306515087699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1652885306515087699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-of-2008-music.html' title='Best Of 2008 - Music'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-43403476951881338</id><published>2008-12-15T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:42:32.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those are Somee Cards!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SUZ6ei7EhKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/laNVmOdwSmU/s1600-h/someecards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SUZ6ei7EhKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/laNVmOdwSmU/s200/someecards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280042278327714978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.notcot.org/"&gt;NOTCOT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love cards. In fact, they are my favorite part of every gift. Chances are, I already have your gift picked out, and I am just struggling over which card to buy. Sure, I can go to Hallmark or the Dollar Store and pick you up a sappy birthday card. Or even a funny one..tho I must say..it wont be THAT funny. In the spirit of giving, and being green, I introduce  &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.someecards.com"&gt;Some e-cards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, an e-card? Really?? Ok, you can STILL go out and get a REAL paper card for your next gift. But I promise you, it won’t be as thought provoking or hilarious as the cards you find on this site. In fact, they have cards for every, and I mean EVERY occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: This site is a TAD addictive and may just inspire you to send others cards for no reason. Awww how thoughtful!&lt;br /&gt;Just be careful to double check who you are emailing the card to. After all, you don’t want this &lt;a href="http://www.someecards.com/upload/admin_pro_day/im_not_your_fucking.html"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; going to your CEO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-43403476951881338?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/43403476951881338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=43403476951881338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/43403476951881338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/43403476951881338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/12/those-are-somee-cards.html' title='Those are Somee Cards!'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SUZ6ei7EhKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/laNVmOdwSmU/s72-c/someecards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-6700105823538580168</id><published>2008-12-08T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:00:02.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When did ambition stop?</title><content type='html'>As kids we dreamed of being astronauts, inventors and actors. We were always trying to be better as we strived to get A’s, make the track team or score a part in the school play. We had wild imaginations, ambitious dreams and the desire to be whoever we wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened? Did we finally wake up and realize our dreams were too unrealistic to be reached? Did we decide to give up on those aspirations? Or did we just settle into the humdrum boring day to day life that was comfortable and easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask because I don’t know. This past year I have been awfully restless, wondering what is the cause of my lack of ambition. I can’t think of the last time I set a goal and achieved it. Or the last time I learned something. When is the last time someone recognized you for something you accomplished? Not lately? Because you probably haven’t done anything except, eat, work, sleep and shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fall into these routines trying to make ends meet without realizing we aren’t meeting any ends. What has changed since we were kids? We think we are busier. But are we? I was in school from 9-5 every day and I had swimming or some other sport twice a week and skiing on the weekends. I had crazy school projects that involved mapping out India or designing my own apartment. I had social obligations (sleepovers and birthday parties) as well as chores around the house. If I was able to watch 90210 (the old and better one) on Wednesdays, it was a good week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think we are busier now, we just aren’t as motivated. We say we don’t have the time or energy. Yet we also lack the desire. The desire to learn a new sport. The desire to do well in a new subject. We are scared to step out of our comfort zone and accept that there are tons of things we could learn to do everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you ring in 2009 and you are looking for resolutions for the New Year. Sit down and make that list. You know…the list that you have had in your head since you were five years old. The list that included trips to Australia, knowing another language and owning a purple unicorn. Ok, maybe not the purple one. Start small and don’t put off tomorrow what you can start working on today. Give yourself the gift that kept you young and energetic, the gratification of accomplishing something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6700105823538580168?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6700105823538580168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6700105823538580168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6700105823538580168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6700105823538580168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-did-ambition-stop.html' title='When did ambition stop?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-114011385047261328</id><published>2008-12-04T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T04:09:06.728-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Staying Fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flu Season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flu Jab'/><title type='text'>Staying Healthy During Flu Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/STfIP08snGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Sv1-D-mQhyQ/s1600-h/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/STfIP08snGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Sv1-D-mQhyQ/s200/sick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275905662724643938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the temperature decreases and we’d rather be inside by a log fire, the ugly and infamous flu season kicks in.  We’re all pretty familiar with the ‘joys’ of having the flu but it seems every year before it starts I forget exactly how baldy these germs can effect our lives.  Example in point: My boyfriend has been pretty sick this week struck by hot and cold flashes, weakness, coughing, sore throat, runny nose and sneezing. Diagnosis, the flu! Poor guy has been in bed and drinking more liquids that I drink in a week.  I’ve been pretty good – making him soup and tea constantly and checking his temperature.  Giving him medication every 4 hours as instructed. But now that we’re living together it not only affects him but me as well (I know, woe is me, he’s the one in the pain…I know, I know but hear me out). As he lays awake sneezing, coughing and blowing his nose I’m constantly awaking up, tossing and turning, trying to get back to sleep. End result, we’re both exhausted.. I’m trying desperately not to get sick, which brings me to my next point (the meat of this article if you will)…how do you stay healthy while those around you are sick? I’ve devised a list (I love lists, can you not tell?) of the basic things that I do. So here we go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Getting enough sleep&lt;/span&gt; I usually try to sleep for at least 6 hours a night but mostly I get my dose of 8.  This helps your body’s restoration process (mainly affecting your immune system and metabolism) and memory processing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat your Fruit and Vegetables&lt;/span&gt; Your parents were right, it’s important your body has the nutrients to fight any external germs.  The rule of thumb is 5 portions a day.  My trick is to have a bottle of fruit juice at work that I'll have in the mornings. Try &lt;a href="http://www.innocentdrinks.co.uk/"&gt;Innocence Juice&lt;/a&gt;, they’re packed with goodness and account for 3 portions/glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get the Flu Jab&lt;/span&gt;  I was against taking these but my doctor insisted I take it  (funny story, as I was persisting that I didn’t want it, she got my mother from the waiting the room to weigh in her influence, while discussing it w/ my mother my doctor poked me with the needle….).  I’m glad she did as I haven’t had the flu (knock on wood) for 3 years now.  I get it every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Stay Active&lt;/span&gt;.  We never want to do anything in the winter, there’s loads of excuses – too cold, too far, too much hassle etc…but it’s important that we still keep our bodies active, doing physical activity for at least an hour/week.  Join a team, or try a winter sport. Whenever I feel the cold coming I head straight to the gym and sweat it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-114011385047261328?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/114011385047261328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=114011385047261328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/114011385047261328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/114011385047261328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/12/staying-health-during-flu-season.html' title='Staying Healthy During Flu Season'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/STfIP08snGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Sv1-D-mQhyQ/s72-c/sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-4109244749486536687</id><published>2008-12-03T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T06:58:00.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Almond Christmas Bark'/><title type='text'>More Bark For The Bite</title><content type='html'>My aunt makes this every year and despite all will power I just can’t get enough of it. Its quick and tasty and will be a guaranteed crowd pleaser. Plus the pieces are easy to share with all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Almond Christmas Bark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup Almonds; whole&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8 ounces White chocolate; chopped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Spread almonds in a single layer in shallow pan. Place in cold oven; toast at 350 degrees 12 to 15 minutes, stirring occasionally, until lightly toasted. Cool. Melt white chocolate in top of a double boiler over very low heat. Remove from stove, and stir in almonds. Drop by heaping tablespoons onto waxed paper. Refrigerate until cool and hardened. Store in an airtight container in the refrigerator. Keeps up to 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serves 12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4109244749486536687?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4109244749486536687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4109244749486536687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4109244749486536687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4109244749486536687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-bark-for-bite.html' title='More Bark For The Bite'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-5466989523292464254</id><published>2008-12-01T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T06:54:00.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothing Staples'/><title type='text'>Put Me In Your Closet….NOW</title><content type='html'>Talk of a recession and possibly a depression in the near future has caused us all to be a bit more frugal. Do we really need that new pair of shoes? Maybe we will wait for that cashmere sweater to go on sale. When looking through my closet this past weekend, I found some gaps in my wardrobe that I keep filling with similar items. Yet, I haven’t managed to get the STAPLES of my wardrobe in place. Here is a checklist of items that you should splurge on or save up to get within the next year. After all every girl needs….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yep you guessed it: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Little Black Dress&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing crazy or too sparkly. A simple elegant black dress that can be thrown on in 5 minutes for a cocktail party, worn underneath a blazer or jacket for a funeral or work function.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A tailored&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trenchcoat&lt;/span&gt;. Burberry? I don’t think so, at least not for me anyway. A nice fitted trenchcoat will take you from April – October or for Londoners like Jessica….pretty much all year long &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Belts&lt;/span&gt; (flashy, trashy, skinny and fat) - sorry you will have to use your imagination on this one ladies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Long Light Knit Cardigan&lt;/span&gt;  (black, beige or grey) to throw over a tank-top with jeans, to use as a shawl at a wedding, you get the drift.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 Pairs of Boots&lt;/span&gt; (well four if you want!). One pair of long black/brown leather dress boats, knee high. One pair of casual boots and either a pair of flashy rubber rain boots or pair of slouchy ankle/low rider leather boots.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Full Length Wool Coat&lt;/span&gt; – white, red, black, brown or grey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Shorter Bomer Jacket &lt;/span&gt;- leather or suede&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 Scarves. &lt;/span&gt;Wooly and warm, sleek and sophisticated and one that looks like it came out of the Queen’s closet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Well Tailored Pair of Dress Pants&lt;/span&gt;. Grey or black &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4-6 Casual Dress Tank-tops&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Pairs of Jeans&lt;/span&gt; that make your ass look great. One light blue, the other dark&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Blouses&lt;/span&gt;. One white shirt blouse (think male style) and one feminine blouse preferably with a bow tie neck)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Gold or Sliver Shimmery Sweater &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Ok that’s a good start, if you are able to add a couple casual tops and a pair of cords/casual pants to the mix. By rotating through these items you’ll have enough clothes to last you months. Spend more on fewer items so they last longer and you can always give away/sell old clothes to make room for your staples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5466989523292464254?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5466989523292464254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5466989523292464254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5466989523292464254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5466989523292464254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/12/put-me-in-your-closetnow.html' title='Put Me In Your Closet….NOW'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-6393573243570344077</id><published>2008-11-27T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:14:11.964-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moo Cards'/><title type='text'>Business Cards: How Important are they?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SS63mZc3RSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JoduLXuUPEY/s1600-h/minicard_cutout.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SS63mZc3RSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JoduLXuUPEY/s200/minicard_cutout.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273354083992290594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Very!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been with my company for nearly 3 years (in December) and I still don’t have business cards, even after countless attempts of pleading my case.  Apparently I wouldn’t need one because I don’t have many meetings with external people– we have suppliers that we’ve been using since the dark ages, so why spend the money they say. This is true, I don’t usually meet new suppliers (my boss does) however when I do I’m left without a card to swap, in an awkward sort-of-way.  I’m not the only one mind you, about half of all my coworkers don’t have one either.  Why? Why would a company not spend a few hundred (not even) to give every employee their own business card? It’s a small gesture that signals that you’re part of a team and we’re proud to have you with us. But by not having a business card I feel left out and unsupportive. It’s the small things that make a difference and this is just one tiny thing that can be easily resolved with minimal costs exchanged for high moral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone in a similar situation may I present &lt;a href="http://www.moo.com/"&gt;Moo Printing.&lt;/a&gt;  They’re brilliant.  They have mini and standard sized cards (among other things that they print) that you create yourself. You can either upload your own images for the front or choose form a wide range of designs that have already been created.  You decide what info you want to have on it and that’s it – literally your card has been created. How easy was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel left out at your next business meeting, be prepared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6393573243570344077?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6393573243570344077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6393573243570344077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6393573243570344077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6393573243570344077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/business-cards-how-important-are-they.html' title='Business Cards: How Important are they?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SS63mZc3RSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/JoduLXuUPEY/s72-c/minicard_cutout.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-3784684813412950707</id><published>2008-11-24T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:30:00.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season…</title><content type='html'>With Halloween behind us and the holidays fast approaching, I am slowly starting to make wish lists and think about what to get those around me for Christmas.  It is so satisfying to be able to buy things for those that I love. Whether it be a GPS for my Mom who ALWAYS manages to get turned around, or a life for my roommate, who is so desperately searching for one. Isn’t it great to shop for and help others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about those who have no one to buy for? I am not necessarily talking about the homeless man you see every morning outside your work. Nor am I asking you to give money to another charity. I am talking about random acts of kindness that may not seem like a big deal to you, but hopefully will restore people’s faith in human kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, the next time you are at a Tim Horton’s or another fast food drive thru, pay for the person behind you. Say What? You heard me…Well imagine the joy you would experience if when you went to pay for your coffee, you found out it was ALREADY paid for by someone you don’t even know in the car ahead of you. It only costs a couple bucks. But it can really make a difference in someone’s life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you are wishing for a new iPod (because you know..your last two are wayyy tooo old fashioned!) or a better and faster cell phone, wish again. Maybe you are being greedy..but who am I to judge? When you are buying or dreaming of gifts this year, think about others…the global impact in terms of waste of your new iPod. If everyone bought a new iPod this year, where do you think all those OLD ones go? Its ok though,I mean...that junk isn’t in YOUR backyard..right? Try to separate what you what from what you NEED. Not just for greed’s sake, but also to minimize the impact on the environment and your pocketbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat a friend to a random meal around the holidays for no particular reason. Or maybe package up some of your old favourite books and magazines and drop them off at a women’s shelter or an old folk’s home. You don’t have to know someone to give them a gift this year. In fact, you are really just giving the gift to yourself. There is no BETTER feeling than instilling joy in others and not feeling bad about the money you spent or where all the wrapping paper is going to end up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3784684813412950707?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3784684813412950707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3784684813412950707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3784684813412950707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3784684813412950707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season…'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-6576659912969449316</id><published>2008-11-20T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:45:27.052-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peanut Butter Cups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ococoa'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Indulgent: SO Worth It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SSWUDEk015I/AAAAAAAAAFY/_Q7zKAoukaI/s1600-h/nutbutter_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SSWUDEk015I/AAAAAAAAAFY/_Q7zKAoukaI/s200/nutbutter_L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270781719395751826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure if all our lovely readers have heard of &lt;a href="http://www.ococoa.com/"&gt;Ococoa&lt;/a&gt;. They make ‘the’ ultimate chocolate peanut butter cup!! I couldn’t keep this find to myself, I’ve already ordered a box, I was so excited – peanut butter, chocolate…other yummy ingredients, how could I resist.  Check out NOTCOT’s &lt;a href="http://www.notcot.com/archives/2008/11/ococoa.php"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt;.  How cute is that? They come in a freezer bag (how practical, yet posh). I love everything about them. I guess you all know what I want for Christmas (and will be giving; be prepared!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6576659912969449316?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6576659912969449316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6576659912969449316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6576659912969449316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6576659912969449316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/chocolate-indulgent-so-worth-it.html' title='Chocolate Indulgent: SO Worth It!'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SSWUDEk015I/AAAAAAAAAFY/_Q7zKAoukaI/s72-c/nutbutter_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-2026302066916223624</id><published>2008-11-17T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:16:24.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packing tips'/><title type='text'>Put Me In Your Suitcase: Packing Tips</title><content type='html'>So the easy part of planning your holiday is done – booking it, but now you need to decide what to take!! Nothing is worst than the feeling of not having anything to wear (or not liking what you brought), not having enough room for everything or forgetting something fundamental to your happy holiday. I do a lot more traveling now that I live in UK and I must say I’m getting better at packing.  I’ve come up with a few tips that help me and hopefully will eliminate your problems as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Toiletries: it’s such a hassle caring around your full size bottles of shampoo or body wash and those ‘travel size’ bottles can really add up ($).  That’s why I use reusable plastic contains from &lt;a href="http://www.muji.eu/index.asp?"&gt;Muji&lt;/a&gt; (can also be found at Wal-Mart and Shoppers Drug Mart) bringing all my favourite supplies.  I use &lt;a href="http://www.muji.eu/pages/online.asp?V=1&amp;amp;Sec=5&amp;amp;Sub=28&amp;amp;PID=1644"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; for my Shampoo and Conditioner while &lt;a href="http://www.muji.eu/pages/online.asp?V=1&amp;amp;Sec=5&amp;amp;Sub=28&amp;amp;PID=1742"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; are perfect for my face wash and cream.  Not only will you save money by using the products you already have and love but they’re compact and take up little room PLUS it’s better for the environment (always a bonus!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Folding: When I was backpacking a few years ago I discovered the simplicity of ‘rolling’ my clothes and never looked back.  Not only do you get more space in your suitcase by doing this but your clothes stay wrinkle-free. Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Clothes: Here’s the big one.  How do you plan for anything without taking everything? Easy, always take an umbrella, sunglasses and bring clothes that can easily be layered. Black, white and tan go with everything and can be interchanged with any outfit. Bring clothing that can be worn with most of what you’ve brought (ie. white tank top can be worn with pants, skirt, shorts etc…).  I always tend to bring one of my favourite outfits that might not necessarily be practical but makes me happy (and I know I'll wear). Scarves are so in at the moment and can make any outfit a little dressier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pills &amp;amp; First Aid Kit: I don’t usually get sick on trips (knock on wood) but I’d like to be prepared.  I have a little Ziplock bag filled with the usual remedies: ibuprofen, antihistamean, Gravol &amp;amp; Imodium.  Along with Band-Aids, alcohol wipes and antibacterial cream.  I tend to keep these in my travel bag always, that way I know I have it every time I travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eye wear: I once went on a week long trip to a tropical island and completely forgot my glasses then during a (very) drunken night LOST my only pair of contact lenses….what fun a week without seeing that was! Don’t let this happen to you.  I now make a point of placing an extra pair of contacts in my toiletry bag just in case I forget my glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Reading Material: I always love a good book, but on short flights (and with limited luggage space as the case may) magazines are ideal and can be left behind once you're finished with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your travel packing tips? Fill all us jet-setters in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-2026302066916223624?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2026302066916223624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=2026302066916223624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2026302066916223624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2026302066916223624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/put-me-in-your-suitcase-packing-tips.html' title='Put Me In Your Suitcase: Packing Tips'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-6219931614516944685</id><published>2008-11-17T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:29:00.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommate Corner</title><content type='html'>You haven’t matured. You haven’t grown up, you have just displaced. You may think you have overcome difficulties and improved your situation in life. Trust me, you haven’t. You have just replaced one thing with another. Displacement does not progress make. You haven’t found a pastime. You have just found a boyfriend to occupy your time. You still don’t like your job. You just found a new position that distracted you from what you really hate about your job. Cleaning your boyfriend’s house for no reason doesn’t make you a kind or helpful person. It just makes you pathetic and helps distract you from the truth. Plus, shouldn’t you be cleaning our place? Oh yes, that’s right, you don’t have time for that. You don’t have time to offer to cook my dinner or buy any food for me. I guess that’s because you spent all your money on someone who you have to justify yourself to. Don’t worry; I am not jealous or upset. I am bewildered. I guess all the time you have been spending trying to please a man so he will love you has displaced the very method behind your madness. You have lost who you are, what you do and what you could be. I hope you and others like you find their way. I hope you learn to live your life and stop looking for ways to please others. You can please others all you want, but that is an endless quest. It’s hard to be happy when your happiness is based solely on the opinions and expectations of others. It’s exhausting. Isn’t it? Oh Rhonda…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-6219931614516944685?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/6219931614516944685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=6219931614516944685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6219931614516944685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/6219931614516944685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/roommate-corner.html' title='Roommate Corner'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-5939541773410330249</id><published>2008-11-12T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:19:59.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olive Magazine'/><title type='text'>Orange &amp; Carrot Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SRsBkXD3L3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/oQHQyM7M7v8/s1600-h/5225_MEDIUM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SRsBkXD3L3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/oQHQyM7M7v8/s200/5225_MEDIUM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267805913317060466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or do you finding it a lot harder waking up in the winter too? I know the added hour is ‘suppose’ to make it better but lately I find myself struggling to get out of bed.  I’ll press snooze several times then actually turn off alarm (a dangerous move!) and go back to bed. Even my boyfriend tries to help. He’ll open the curtains to let some ‘light’ in. When that fails he’ll give me a little nudge then pull off the covers…god I hate that, it’s always so cold! But alas it works and I finally drag myself out of bed. I’m pathetic I know. But wouldn’t it be great to have something yummy once you’re up? This is where these muffins/scones come in. The texture is more to that of scones (even though they called muffins) and with oranges and carrots it’s sure to brighten your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you'll need:&lt;br /&gt;75g butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;2 oranges, juiced and zested&lt;br /&gt;1 egg, beaten&lt;br /&gt;100g carrots, peeled and grated&lt;br /&gt;300g plain flour&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;100g caster sugar&lt;br /&gt;½ tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Heat the oven to 190C/fan 170C/gas 5. Line a 12-hole muffin tin with squares of baking parchment (or I use &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wilton-Easy-Silicone-Baking-Count/dp/B000FPX4GC"&gt;silicone muffin cups&lt;/a&gt; and they work just as well), pushing them down to make little cases. Mix the dry ingredients together in a large bowl with a pinch of salt. Whisk together the wet ingredients with the carrots then stir this into the dry ingredients, but don't overmix - it's better if it's a bit lumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spoon into the muffin tin and bake for 20-25 minutes until risen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe taken from &lt;a href="http://info.olivemagazine.co.uk/?jlnk=lsl9000"&gt;Olive Magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5939541773410330249?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5939541773410330249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5939541773410330249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5939541773410330249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5939541773410330249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/orange-carrot-muffins.html' title='Orange &amp; Carrot Muffins'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SRsBkXD3L3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/oQHQyM7M7v8/s72-c/5225_MEDIUM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-3843912334683755451</id><published>2008-11-10T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:27:00.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii Fit'/><title type='text'>Wee Fitter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SRRsyvG9HkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xpaqNIdd5SA/s1600-h/wii-fit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SRRsyvG9HkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xpaqNIdd5SA/s200/wii-fit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265953483197849154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I did it. I fell into the Wii hype. Well… we did. By us, I mean my boyfriend and me. He bought it. I played it. And boy, did I enjoy it. I tried to be skeptical and play devil’s advocate. I wasn’t about to be pulled into the never ending downward spiral of video games. I wasn’t going to go down that slippery slope from playing one game to spending my Friday nights in my living room glued to my TV screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wii proved to be fun, stimulating and highly entertaining. Wii fit was the highlight of the device, as it made me feel a tad less guilty or lazy for playing. I quickly created a Mii character under my name (my virtual character had a profile of my weight, age, height and BMI). After completing two balance tests, I eagerly awaited my Wii age. Fortunately, Wii Fit thinks I have the body of a 21 year old. My boyfriend (aged 26) was not so lucky…Wii thinks he is about 42.  Sorry I couldn’t help but laugh. Anyway I went through the routine of aerobics, strength training and yoga. I was surprised at how quickly the time went and how fun it was. Lunges that seemed easy yesterday at the gym were painful as I strived to keep my center of balance in the small yellow circle. Just when I was about to give up and finish for the day, my progress had unlocked more exercises…sooo addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I skipped yesterday as I got (fake) busy. When I returned this morning to play…my instructor KNEW I had skipped a day…grr. I was MILDLY lectured and questioned as to why I missed a day of fitness. Guilt brought me to the Wii game and guilt forced me to continue more and more exercises until I was quite tired. It may not be the equivalent of a gym workout. In fact, Wii fit is highly criticized for its actual health benefits. I am not sure as to how helpful it is yet. However, it does serve to get me (and my 42 year old boyfriend) off the couch. It motivates you to relieve stress, work your muscles and tone your core (thereby improving your balance, posture and muscle tone). I recommend trying it out before you buy it as it may interfere in your life a weee bit more than you thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3843912334683755451?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3843912334683755451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3843912334683755451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3843912334683755451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3843912334683755451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/wee-fitter.html' title='Wee Fitter?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SRRsyvG9HkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xpaqNIdd5SA/s72-c/wii-fit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-3052664059823502738</id><published>2008-11-07T08:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:57:59.205-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hangovers'/><title type='text'>Ohhhh My Head</title><content type='html'>Today has been a rough day.  I’m not asking for sympathy or anything (just sharing), lord (and my coworkers) know I did this to myself. You see, last night was spent entertaining business clients over from America. And you know what? I genuinely had a good time – they were friendly, funny and enjoyable. In fact I didn’t want the night to end.  And so enters the numerous glasses of wine, half a hamburger and fries later (definitely not enough food!) and I woke this morning with the worst mid-week hangover EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reluctantly dragging my ass out of bed I stumbled down the stairs to make some toast. Yes, bread will help my queasy stomach. Next step, liquids, I need to refuel. I still didn’t feel well but had to get ready for work. Several times on the tube I thought I would need to get off….but luckily I made to work without to much of a struggle.  Did I mention I had a conference call with two major companies at 11am? Oh yah, I forgot too. Luckily (or not) Outlook was kind enough to remind me. I did bring in a lunch (soup and salad) but put it on the backburner for Monday as I needed something a little less healthy – Chinese! Finally I felt HUMAN again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know most of the (medical) causes for hangovers. And today I’ve experienced most of the symptoms - dehydration, fatigue, headache, nausea, weakness, sensitivity to light and noise, erratic motor functions and lack of depth perception (check, check and oh um check!). But what I really want to know is what helps you get through your worst hangovers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was living in Dublin, most of my Irish friends would eat chocolate bars and drink &lt;a href="http://www.lucozade.com/index.html"&gt;Lucozade&lt;/a&gt; (similar to Gatorade/Poweraid). I always find bread, water and Advil (oh and greasy Chinese food) really helps me. Fill me in, because I never want this to happen again but just incase I need a backup plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend and take it easy with the drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3052664059823502738?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3052664059823502738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3052664059823502738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3052664059823502738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3052664059823502738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/ohhhh-my-head.html' title='Ohhhh My Head'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-4400366212900998837</id><published>2008-11-04T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:20:37.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guy Fawkes Night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonfire Night'/><title type='text'>Bonfire Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SRsCTtmB8JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6IufZQGUfkA/s1600-h/fireworks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SRsCTtmB8JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6IufZQGUfkA/s200/fireworks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267806726819803282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all our readers had an excellent Halloween.  Unfortunately for me the holiday isn’t celebrated to the same extent as it back home here in the UK. Don’t get me wrong there are still loads of (drinking) parties but I suspect it’s not as fun for the kids. I bet it has to do with the whole knocking on strangers’ doors asking (or begging, however you look at it) for candy, that somehow doesn’t equate here.  Not to fear though we do have another holiday that follows closely behind Halloween that is fun for the whole family: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guy_Fawkes_Night"&gt;Guy Fawkes Night&lt;/a&gt; aka Bonfire Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on the eve of November 5 1605, when an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gunpowder_Plot#Trial_and_executions"&gt;assassination plot&lt;/a&gt; of King James I of England failed and its conspirators were caught. You see the Royal Family (and consequently most of parliament) at that point was Protestant and the Catholics wanted a change.  The plan was set in motion a year earlier by&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Catesby"&gt; Robert Catesby&lt;/a&gt; who commissioned Guy Fawkes, an explosives expert with military experience to prepare the explosives that would have been used to destroy the Houses of Parliament. Unfortunately (or fortunately, however you look at it) the plan was disclosed and stopped before Guy Fawkes could set fire to his explosives on the night.  He, along with the other ‘terrorists’ were hanged, drawn and quartered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day effigies of ‘Fawkes’ (who became the most well known of the conspirators) were placed on bonfires (hence it being known as bonfire night) on the anniversary of his capture however now it’s a little more civilized and more family friendly….firework displays are set to music and candy apples, mulled wine and hot dogs are enjoyed by all.  But why do we celebrate this holiday? Is it because Fawkes and Co were caught and the Royal Family and the establishment saved OR is it to honour his attempt at overthrowing them (a la &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0434409/"&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/a&gt;)? I guess it’s to each their own….All I know is that tomorrow night I will be enjoying some candy apples while I feast my eyes on some lovely fireworks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4400366212900998837?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4400366212900998837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4400366212900998837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4400366212900998837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4400366212900998837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/bonfire-night.html' title='Bonfire Night'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SRsCTtmB8JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6IufZQGUfkA/s72-c/fireworks2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-2876899514871960817</id><published>2008-11-03T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:27:00.616-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warren Miller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><title type='text'>Fruits of A Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SQ3QB3UpMuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0qNaHhrjOns/s1600-h/Provoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SQ3QB3UpMuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0qNaHhrjOns/s320/Provoke.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264092269914960610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may wonder what the above two people have in common or what they are doing together on our webpage. One man, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barack_Obama"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/a&gt; is leading the US election and may be the first African American President. The other, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Warren_Miller_(director)"&gt;Warren Miller&lt;/a&gt;, is a skier and famous movie producer/creator of Warren Miller films. Both men have achieved great things in their respective realms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warren Miller’s true passion and greatest love is to ski. Realizing he needed to make a living, he decided to turn his passion into a profession. With no money and no equipment, he dreamed of filming movies of him and his friends performing ski tricks on the hills of US resorts. Warren went from sleeping in his car and eating whatever he could to get by to owning his own film production company that has successfully produced ski and extreme sports films for over 50 years. Skiers and other athletes dream of being in a Warren Miller film. People of all ages have been discovered and launched their career by performing a stunt in one of his many amazing films. Warren was able to realize his dream and the dreams of many other athletes by sticking to his passion. As he grew older, Warren’s passion for skiing translated into other passions. His passion for the environment, his passion for athlete development…and last but not least..his passion for entrepreneurship. Warren oversees his foundation that specializes in the development of future entrepreneurs from all walks of life.  Warren has inspired people from all over the world for his ability to follow his dreams and foster the dreams in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama has been busy inspiring others for the majority of his life. Coming from modest means, he was able to get an Ivy League education and be elected to the US Senate. How’s that for achieving dreams? Running for US President has had many challenges that haven’t fazed Obama.  He stands apart from past presidential nominees for his ability to reach beyond politics and inspire citizens to be the best that they can be. People who normally did not pay attention to their leaders in the past, are standing up and taking notice of this man who instills a feeling of hope and passion in all. Whoever thought that in spite of all the economic turmoil and chaos in North America, citizens would be hopeful of their future president? Voters are turning out in record numbers…Republican states are turning blue. History Is being made as we speak not just because of Obama but because people are believing in themselves and their abilities again. No matter what the result may be, this US election will be one for the record books; mainly due to one man’s ability to inspire an entire nation. And the craziest thing is…he isn’t even done dreaming.  Oh the fruits of passion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-2876899514871960817?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2876899514871960817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=2876899514871960817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2876899514871960817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2876899514871960817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/11/fruits-of-passion.html' title='Fruits of A Passion'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SQ3QB3UpMuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/0qNaHhrjOns/s72-c/Provoke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-2545582439922107353</id><published>2008-10-28T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:38:33.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Caramel Sauce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SQcx77sLpaI/AAAAAAAAADo/NKUmuFRvixc/s1600-h/caramel_dip_fruit_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SQcx77sLpaI/AAAAAAAAADo/NKUmuFRvixc/s320/caramel_dip_fruit_lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262229595310761378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it’s getting near that time of year. Whether its Halloween sweet cravings or the colder weather…all of us are reaching for more and more snacks these days. I am never one for replacing chips with carrots or celery….However, there are healthier ways to treat your sweet tooth without feeling guilty later. Here is a quick and yummy recipe that makes you feel a little less guilty about the pound of caramel sauce you just ate. &lt;br /&gt;Feel free to add cookie crumbs or chocolate bar bits to curb your cravings:&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;• 1 (8 ounce) package cream cheese (room temperature ) &lt;br /&gt;• caramel sauce &lt;br /&gt;• 1/2 (11 ounce) package toffee pieces &lt;br /&gt;• 4-5 green apples, cut into slices &lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;1. Spread cream cheese on platter. &lt;br /&gt;2. On top of cream cheese spread caramel dipping sauce. &lt;br /&gt;3. Sprinkle toffee bits on top of caramel sauce. &lt;br /&gt;4. Serve with green apple slices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's ONLY 3 Weight Watchers Points....just in case you're counting (PHEW!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-2545582439922107353?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2545582439922107353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=2545582439922107353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2545582439922107353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2545582439922107353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-caramel-sauce.html' title='Halloween Caramel Sauce'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SQcx77sLpaI/AAAAAAAAADo/NKUmuFRvixc/s72-c/caramel_dip_fruit_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-8265106917181873016</id><published>2008-10-28T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:27:36.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A New Earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religulous'/><title type='text'>Religulous on a New Earth</title><content type='html'>Rarely do I combine two wonderful reviews in one article. However, my views on life and the future of our world were changed for the better this past week because of the movie &lt;a href="http://www.lionsgate.com/religulous/"&gt;RELIGULOUS&lt;/a&gt; and an insightful book called: A NEW EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relgulous is a new documentary in theaters starring comedian &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bill_Maher"&gt;BILL MAHER&lt;/a&gt;. Educational and also hilarious, this movie opens your eyes to what you might have already known: we DON’T have the answers to everything or anything for that matter. Yeah, no kidding! We don’t know anything. However, this movie also asks, if we don’t know everything about the past, our future or religion for that matter, then why do we pretend to know? I could go on and on about why this movie is profound and informative in so many ways. I chose to comment on the most central message of this movie: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WE SHOULDN’T PRETEND TO KNOW WHAT TOOK PLACE IN THE PAST, AS THIS ONLY SERVES TO ENCOURAGE IGNORANCE&lt;/span&gt;…the results of such ignorance (as illustrated in this movie) are wars, political upsets and overall everyday conflicts as humans try to coexist in a world where our past (or our supposed beliefs of the past) serve to divide us more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eckharttolle.com/a_new_earth"&gt;A NEW EARTH&lt;/a&gt; is a book written a couple years ago by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eckhart_Tolle"&gt;Eckhart Tolle&lt;/a&gt;. Eckhart seeks to explain the reason behind most human behavior and why evil can exist in a world full of good intentions. This book has nothing and everything to do with the central message in RELIGULOUS.  According to Eckhart, we believe and think what we do to reinforce our ego. It is human nature to feed our hungry ego thereby saying and doing things to make us feel better about …yes…you guessed it….ourselves! Through becoming more aware of our constant need to make ourselves feel good, we become more open minded and able to work with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we DON’T know all the answers and we will never know…then why pretend? Pretending that we are being watched over by a GOD and that we were created and chosen by a higher being helps us sleep at night. It gives us (false) reasons and excuses for our actions. Above all, it reinforces our EGO, our need to feel superior and better. The majority of problems in our world stem from our need to say one religion or view  is BETTER than the other…we are better than you…we know more than you. But are we better? Do we know more than others? Or as Eckhart reasons, is this just an act of the EGO? Is it fair to say Religion and similar beliefs were created to reinforce the evil inside of us? Perhaps if we became more AWARE of others viewpoints and our own need to be the best (or have the best ideas about creation) then maybe we would be able to see the good in others or their ideas and actually ACCOMPLISH something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way…go see RELIGULOUS and read A NEW EARTH …if anything your eyes will be opened to how much you really don’t know or have been pretending to…scary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-8265106917181873016?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8265106917181873016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=8265106917181873016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8265106917181873016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8265106917181873016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/religulous-on-new-earth.html' title='Religulous on a New Earth'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-4905553847843706852</id><published>2008-10-24T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T03:10:36.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Budget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observer'/><title type='text'>Shopping Ban: Do we Need It?</title><content type='html'>On the train back to London last Sunday I read an &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2008/oct/19/credit-card-crunch-budget"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://observer.guardian.co.uk/"&gt;Observer&lt;/a&gt; Magazine (my favourite supplement) by Samantha Weinberg. She had decided to give up shopping for a whole year, purchasing items only when strictly necessary. This got me thinking.  You see I had just spent the weekend visiting a good friend in York consisting of shopping, eating out, gossiping and drinking wine. To be honest I was pretty proud of my purchases, I had bought a couple of books I had my eye on for a while at charity shops, a pair of new jeans for more than half the original price, a lovely new turtleneck, that fits me in all the right places and a fantastic leather bracelet (for my inner Goth-side).  So why did I care so much about this article? I didn’t feel bad about my purchases.   It’s true some people over indulge…but I hadn’t. I rarely spend money on unnecessary things, not so much for the environment (as was the case that sparked Weinberg’s quest) but rather I like saving (I’m a prude like that).   Plus the things I do buy I really like and only replace when it’s essential.  In fact, with basic things like t-shirts &amp;amp; sneakers I get a little attached to my old ones and it’s hard to let go…worn in shoes are so comfy. So what was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve come to the conclusion that the main reason is society’s need to overindulge! That’s right, you heard me correctly.  Why we do we need these ‘quests’ in the first place? Like most things in life – food, drinking, exercising, TANNING (!) people over indulge to the point that we need to give ourselves goals in order to refrain from doing something we already know we shouldn’t. We’ve had it easy for a while, the economy has been good.  Very good. But now, everything is changing and people are starting to realize that we can’t continue the way we have been in the past.  I’m no preacher, god I reward myself when something great happens in my life (or even if something bad happens, to cheer me up) but I’m not greedy. Point: take it easy because not all of us can end up like the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shopaholic_%28novels%29"&gt;Shopaholic&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-4905553847843706852?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4905553847843706852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4905553847843706852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4905553847843706852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4905553847843706852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/shopping-ban-do-we-need-it.html' title='Shopping Ban: Do we Need It?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-2030134174848100422</id><published>2008-10-20T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T05:11:00.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Blunders'/><title type='text'>Social Blunders</title><content type='html'>We have all been there, some of us, more often than we would like to admit; foot- in- mouth disease. Ever heard of it? Well it’s this very phenomenon that inspired this article. Why do we say the worst things at the worst times? What were we thinking? More importantly, how do we recover? I didn’t realize there was so much information about this topic on the internet. I guess I am not the only one who seems to commit social blunders or be a victim of one. Should I start a support group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could come up with a guide to overcome/apologize for social blunders. However, I don’t have any idea of where to start. So I decided to write about what ALWAYS makes me feel better: other people’s mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think getting drunk on the weekend and calling your friend’s “white trash” was bad…here are some situations that might make you feel better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cruise on Oprah’s couch:&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, Tom Cruise became the object of public ridicule after he jumped atop a couch on the Oprah Winfrey Show to profess his love for his now-wife, Katie Holmes. In 2006, Paramount Pictures ended its 14-year relationship with the star, and many blame the split on Cruise's very public relationship, embracing of Scientology and condemnation of psychiatry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlee Simpson's SNL appearance:&lt;br /&gt;Ashlee Simpson was scheduled to perform two songs on Saturday Night Live in 2004. She performed one without incident, but when the wrong track started for her second song, viewers heard Simpson's voice before she raised her microphone to her mouth -- revealing she had been lip synching. Simpson's camp cited acid reflux as the reason for her lip synching, but the event still dogs her reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some not so memorable quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that, but not with all those flies and death and stuff'&lt;/span&gt; - Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life,"&lt;/span&gt; - Brooke Shields (during an interview to become spokesperson for federal anti-smoking campaign)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I have opinions of my own, strong opinions, but I don't always agree with them"&lt;/span&gt;  George Bush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I think gay marriage is something that should be between a man and a woman"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Arnold Shwarzenneger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'So, where's the Cannes Film Festival being held this year?'&lt;/span&gt; – Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! I hope that made you feel a little less self conscious about your blunders than before. If not, here is a youtube &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpZdv8YBdaE"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; that shows a selection of mistakes by none other than George Bush..happy viewing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-2030134174848100422?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2030134174848100422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=2030134174848100422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2030134174848100422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2030134174848100422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/social-blunders.html' title='Social Blunders'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-7574108782606703161</id><published>2008-10-17T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T02:23:15.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Copenhagen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie&apos;s Bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Denmark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smørrebrød'/><title type='text'>Put me in your Suitcase: Copenhagen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SPh74CTqIjI/AAAAAAAAADg/9txvEn7t2_s/s1600-h/copenhagen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SPh74CTqIjI/AAAAAAAAADg/9txvEn7t2_s/s320/copenhagen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258088767577268786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The story goes that the largest island in Denmark, Zealand; was created when the godess &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gefjun"&gt;Gefjun&lt;/a&gt; and her 4 strong oxen were plowing land in Sweden (given to them by the King Gylfi) that the earth was loosened by the deep and wide plows then thrown out into the sea, thus creating the lake Lögr in Sweden and the island which homes the happiest city in the world: &lt;a href="http://wikitravel.org/en/Copenhagen"&gt;Copenhagen&lt;/a&gt;. This past weekend I wanted to find out why this city was given the prestigious title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get oriented I always like to take a walking tour however in this case I’d definitely recommend taking a boat ride down the canal, it’s about an hour long and they leave every half hour from Nyhavn giving you the best views of the city and surrounding islands.  Also, using a bike is a great way to cover a lot of land in a short time. Bike lanes are clearly marked on all roads and there are lovely paths which hug the canal leading to the Little Mermaid (which is in fact little!).  They can be rented from the information center near the central train station (leaving no excuses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food always makes me happy, so how did Danish food measure up? You ask, well not to shabby.  Danish pastries are heavenly, if you’re lucky enough to get them right out of the oven (like myself) they would melt in your mouth…mmmmm! The traditional Danish lunch is smørrebrød which is an open-faced sandwich of usually fish or warm deli meats, on rye bread. I had a yummy smoked salmon one at &lt;a href="http://www.cafesorgenfri.dk/"&gt;café Sorgenfri&lt;/a&gt;. If you start to feel a little peckish in between meals there are plenty of hot dog stands around worth trying.  A hole is punctured in the bun (length-wise) then filled with your choice of condiments completing the treat is the long skinny ‘dog’ which is then placed inside leaving a bit hanging out for show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copenhagen gains points for their vast array of attractions from &lt;a href="http://www.tivoli.dk/composite-3351.htm"&gt;Tivoli Gardens&lt;/a&gt; a huge amusement park with an impressive garden, hotel and grand restaurant.  Built in 1843 it is the oldest amusement park which is still intact.  To the handful of castles scattered all over the city.  I ventured to the &lt;a href="http://www.rosenborgslot.dk/"&gt;Rosenborg Castle&lt;/a&gt;, once a summer home for the royal family and boasting the crown jewels and memorabilia from past generations of the monarchy. Don’t forget about the art galleries and museums, most of which are free or have specific days which allow free access.  Oh and the Carlsberg Brewery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of beer, &lt;a href="http://maps.google.co.uk/maps?hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&amp;amp;hs=FJT&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=charlie%27s+bar+copenhagen&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;cid=0,0,8168249837529785684&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=local_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=image"&gt;Charlie’s Bar&lt;/a&gt; is a great hidden treasure tucked away from the high street where you can relax and unwind after a long day of sightseeing. The owner refused Carlsberg’s demand to stock their specific beers that it sought the best from the rest the world. Now a vast of wonderful ales and lagers from the around the world are provided on tap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friendly smiles and warm welcomes everywhere we went it’s hard to criticize the city’s title.  Along with great food, yummy beer and a vast amount of things to do I can see why they were given it in the first place (well, that and the fact that the government pays YOU to go to university…just maybe that helped!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7574108782606703161?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7574108782606703161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7574108782606703161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7574108782606703161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7574108782606703161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/put-me-in-your-suitcase-copenhagen.html' title='Put me in your Suitcase: Copenhagen'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SPh74CTqIjI/AAAAAAAAADg/9txvEn7t2_s/s72-c/copenhagen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-2449003845032286887</id><published>2008-10-13T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T04:40:00.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ear Candling'/><title type='text'>Ear Candling</title><content type='html'>Ever get the feeling that you have pressure built up in your ears? Have you ever felt like people around you can see the wax in your ears even if you Q-tipped yourself all morning? You are not alone. Being an open organ, your ear is susceptible to all kinds of bacteria and wax buildup that a Q-tip will never reach. Think about it, there is just a thin layer or hair (cilia) protecting your ear from the outside world. Is your ear getting itchy just thinking about it? Mine is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard of ear candling before however I was never brave enough to try it. My aunt swears by this old ritual wherein a lit candle is used to draw out the residue/wax in your ears. There are various techniques that vary in safety depending on what is lit (the candle or the wick) and where the candle is placed. The procedure costs about $25 for 45 minutes (you switch ears halfway through). Your ears are drained of everything and anything that has called it home for years.  Apparently, this procedure feels amazing and leaves one astonished at what came out of their ears. Candling experts claim it cures everything from wax buildup to sinusitis and vertigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a local spa to find out more about ear candling. I was told it is a very safe procedure that is even performed on babies. I was reluctant to book an appointment after doing some research and reading the following articles &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/consumers/market/files/health/earcandle/statement.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.healthcentral.com/drdean/408/81105.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the cons outweigh the pros? I guess I will have to read more and make an informed decision. I do know one thing. Ever since I have heard about this procedure, my ears have been aching to try it out. Hopefully I didn’t pass the urge onto you. Until next time…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-2449003845032286887?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2449003845032286887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=2449003845032286887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2449003845032286887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2449003845032286887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/ear-candling.html' title='Ear Candling'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-8197768981340024891</id><published>2008-10-10T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:39:24.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Then We Came to an End'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man on Wire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivation'/><title type='text'>Productive Suzie</title><content type='html'>Sitting in front of a computer 8 hours a day, everyday could make anyone a little unenthusiastic.  With the world happening out ‘there’ while we’re stuck in ‘here’ it’s no wonder we reflect on what we could be, if we only applied ourselves…a little more.  Dreams of traveling the world, hobnobbing with celebrities and eating the finest delicacy sweep into our mind. Why can’t we have that life? Of course you can.  So why then are most of us dreamers instead of doers?  Why can’t we find the motivation to break the routine chain of office life and live the way we want? The answer is pretty easy because we’re scared.  It’s not a bad thing to be comfortable (I’m one to talk) in our routine.  Some people don’t like change but for those of us who just need a little push I’d like to introduce a great movie that I’ve recently (if 4 months ago counts as recent) seen and a witty novel (again read this a year or more ago) that might just do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1155592/"&gt;Man on Wire&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;This is an inspirational documentary about French tightrope walker &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philippe_Petit"&gt;Philippe Petit&lt;/a&gt; and his daring high-wire routine across the newly built World Trade Center twin towers in 1974.  I was lucky enough to attend one of the first screenings in London followed by a Q&amp;amp;A with Philippe and the director. After the viewing I felt like I could conquer anything.  When my boyfriend and I returned home, my boyfriend who had been neglecting the gym and feeling guilty about it for a week decided that right then and there he was going to change that…he went for a run, a long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Then-Came-End-Joshua-Ferris/dp/031601639X/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1223637534&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then We Came to an End&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Fine this book might not motivate you to drastically change your life, but its witty collective narrative presented in the ‘we’ format simulates the boredom that’s often present in the workforce. And ponders the question: Is there life after the ‘office’? You can read an excerpt &lt;a href="http://www.hachettebookgroupusa.com/features/twctte/twctte_022307/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. After reading this book I actually started to enjoy my office life and paid more attention to the idiosyncrasies that made ours different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What helps motivate you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-8197768981340024891?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/8197768981340024891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=8197768981340024891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8197768981340024891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/8197768981340024891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/productive-suzie.html' title='Productive Suzie'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-7956494889110367163</id><published>2008-10-09T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T05:11:00.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet Potato Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Recipes'/><title type='text'>Spanx giving?</title><content type='html'>Ok, more like Spanxforgiving. But who cares right? You only have one day (well not if you count Christmas or Halloween) to indulge and pay the price later. Here is a great recipe for Sweet Potato pie courtesy of &lt;a href="www.allrecipes.com"&gt;All Recipes&lt;/a&gt;. Sweet potatoes are packed with nutrients and aren’t nearly as bad for you as say...Aunt Abel’s apple pie with 5 cups of sugar. Either way give it a try, you won’t be disappointed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;br /&gt;• 1 (24 ounce) package Simply Potatoes® Mashed Sweet Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;• 1/3 cup firmly packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;• 1 (5 ounce) can evaporated milk&lt;br /&gt;• 1/3 cup Better'n Eggs&lt;br /&gt;• 1 tablespoon melted butter or margarine&lt;br /&gt;• 1/2 teaspoon ground pumpkin pie spice&lt;br /&gt;• 1 (9 inch) refrigerated pie crust (from 15 ounce package) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;br /&gt;1. Heat oven to 350 degrees F. In large bowl whisk or stir together all ingredients except pie crust; mix until well blended.&lt;br /&gt;2. Unroll pie crust; press into 9-inch pie pan. Crimp edges as desired. Pour sweet potato mixture into pie crust. Bake 40 to 45 minutes or until knife inserted in center comes out clean, covering crust with foil if it browns too quickly. Cool completely. Serve immediately or refrigerate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7956494889110367163?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7956494889110367163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7956494889110367163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7956494889110367163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7956494889110367163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/spanx-giving.html' title='Spanx giving?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-3417590951574051634</id><published>2008-10-06T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T04:51:00.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Ban Breathnach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Gift of All…The Gift of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>We are so busy. Aren’t we? We rarely take the time to step back and think about where we are, what we want and more importantly, what got us here? Being female, we are prone to self-criticism, doubts and other negative thoughts. When something goes wrong, we are the first ones to get disappointed, frustrated and pessimistic. How many of us sit back and really think about how awesome our lives are? When we are in a slump, we rarely remember the great things that surround us everyday. At the risk of sounding more and more like Oprah, I encourage you to think about the things you should be grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my life took a turn for the worse a couple years ago, many friends were around to offer guidance, a shoulder to cry on, or their words of wisdom. Looking back, I can say that everyone was as helpful as they knew how to be. My friend Becky took another route. She had an idea of what I had been through and decided to pass onto me a gift that she had received during a similar time in her life: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Simple-Abundance-Journal-Gratitude-Breathnach/dp/044652106X"&gt;Simple Abundance Journal of Gratitude by Sarah Ban Breathnach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many of you have heard about this book or other types of books about gratitude on Oprah. They all seem to follow “the Secret” way of thinking. I don’t claim to endorse any of these books or their ideals. I can only speak of my personal experience with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of writing in a journal the things that I was grateful for or appreciated everyday seemed cheesy. Moreover, it seemed like an insurmountable task. What the hell did I have to be thankful for? I was angry and alone. But therein lays the problem. I was so busy feeling miserable and pessimistic; I never took the time to experience gratitude. Something, some urge, forced me to pick up a pencil and write down even the smallest joys of each day. This became a ritual for a year and a half. (Unfortunately, Becky’s book only latest a year, so I began to write on lined paper). Some days I found the list easy to compose, other days, it was a struggle to think of anything that made my life happy. But I persisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life soon became better and I started to be more optimistic about my future. I never thought writing in a book everyday and taking that extra time to reflect would have such an impact. I have recently started to feel the same way I did two years ago. I feel lost and alone with many problems that have no solutions. I have since realized that I haven’t taken the time to be grateful for those things around me. I just keep digging myself into a deeper hole of negativity when I think about all the challenges I am facing and the rut I am stuck in. So I have begun writing down everyday what I love about life. I will keep you posted on my progress…but something tells me I already know the outcome. When you are truly grateful for what you have, you have no room for negativity. You believe in yourself, your future and the gift of gratitude…a gift that keeps on giving. (want some wine with that cheese?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3417590951574051634?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3417590951574051634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3417590951574051634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3417590951574051634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3417590951574051634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/greatest-gift-of-allthe-gift-of.html' title='The Greatest Gift of All…The Gift of Gratitude'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-2267152320793852687</id><published>2008-10-03T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T05:52:51.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bluefly.com'/><title type='text'>BLUEFLY.com</title><content type='html'>In case you haven’t been to &lt;a href="http://www.bluefly.com/"&gt;bluefly.com&lt;/a&gt;, I suggest you drop by.  This site has awesome sales on apparel, handbags, accessories and even housewares. The best part of all, is that you can search by designer, colour, category etc. BCBG dresses for $40, Gucci sunglasses for $130...the list goes on and on. You are guaranteed to save 30-75% off regular prices for designer items.  There is also a section called fly paper or fly tv where you can check out info on fashion and bluefly updates. You will not be disappointed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-2267152320793852687?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2267152320793852687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=2267152320793852687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2267152320793852687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2267152320793852687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/blueflycom.html' title='BLUEFLY.com'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-1385365162633073770</id><published>2008-10-03T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:25:00.970-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sidewalk etiquette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow walkers'/><title type='text'>Angry Annie: Walking, how hard could it be?</title><content type='html'>From the age of 2 we learn one of the most fundamental human instincts: walking. Why then, is it that most of my big city frustrations come from people who can’t walk properly?  There are ‘silent’ rules or walking codes if you would, that I assumed (my fault I know) that everyone knew.  I’m going to make it a little easier on everyone and just go over the basics so hopefully all of us (both slow and fast walkers, because we’re of a different bred) can coexist on the busy city sidewalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eyes:&lt;/span&gt; It’s important to keep your head up and eyes looking ahead.  I know some people are a little self-conscious but honestly no one is paying attention to you, they’ve got other things to worry about (harsh? maybe. True? definitely!) With your head up and eyes looking straight ahead (doesn’t need to be all the time, especially if you’re with others but for the majority of the time, yes please) you can easily see obstacles that could potentially be in your way – man on his blackberry, woman playing with her iPod…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walk Right:&lt;/span&gt; Stay to the right of the sidewalk when walking.  Think of it like you’re in a car, slow-pokes stay to the far right so the fast walkers can over take you.  Please don’t swerve back and forth oblivious to the poor chap behind you trying to get by, it’s very annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stopping:&lt;/span&gt; Please for the love of god don’t stop in the middle of the sidewalk! People are trying to get places, if you must stop just pull over (either side will do). This leads me to my next point….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Entering/Exiting a Shop:&lt;/span&gt; Why do people choose the doorway to stop and wait in? Do you want to get run over? No, I didn’t think so why stand there. The thing to is, go outside and wait for your significant other, bff, or whoever, on either side of the entrance, not in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple days ago a co-worker read an article aloud that went a little something like this: the average person spends 4 years walking behind slow people.  4 years? Man that’s a huge chunk of my life.  Just think about what you’ve accomplished in the last 4 years…..Now, I don’t know the particular source and boy do I wish I had the actual article because that is living proof that we all need to step it up a notch and pay attention when we walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your pet peeves of sidewalk crowders?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1385365162633073770?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1385365162633073770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1385365162633073770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1385365162633073770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1385365162633073770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/10/angry-annie-walking-how-hard-could-it.html' title='Angry Annie: Walking, how hard could it be?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-1821166148438126944</id><published>2008-09-29T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T04:48:00.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion forward?</title><content type='html'>They say that fashion is cyclical. Blow the dust off your Mom’s skinny belts and wide leg trousers from the 60-70s and you are ready to walk down the runway in 2008. It’s true…I wish I knew enough to save my Moms patent leather rain coats or pastel overcoats for my twenties. Why does style history repeat itself? Are we not creative enough? Are we short of good ideas and must look to the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well …sort of. Also, fashion as some of you know follows the times. When “times” are good…fashion is colourful and flashy. Think the Roaring 20s. However, when times are tough..break out the sophisticated blouses, the high pants and the pencil skirts.  For fashion week this year, designers are usually sticking with safe colours for more conservative looks. Or..they are filling the runways with bright hues displaying optimism and the hope for a better economy (fingers crossed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way you look at it, since the early 1900s, fashion has always forecasted up and down turns in the economy. (Note to reader: I am not telling you to listen to Michael Kors over Mr Greenspan). However, it’s wise to pay attention to fashion trends as they are sure to indicate our future spending cycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there weren’t many famous faces in attendance at Fashion week…another indicator that times are tough. Keep one eye on the runways this year ladies, I am not the only one who is noticing, “&lt;a href="http://washingtontimes.com/news/2008/sep/13/fashion-week-tries-casual-elegance-for-bad-econ-1/"&gt;the times&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2008/sep/12/marchesa.new.york"&gt;they are a changin&lt;/a&gt;”:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-1821166148438126944?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1821166148438126944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1821166148438126944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1821166148438126944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1821166148438126944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/fashion-forward.html' title='Fashion forward?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-387737265329216411</id><published>2008-09-27T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:31:56.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ByTowne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cannes Lions Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Citroen'/><title type='text'>I Enjoy Ads</title><content type='html'>When I was living in Ottawa I would wait every year for the &lt;a href="http://www.bytowne.ca/"&gt;ByTowne&lt;/a&gt; theatre to run that years recap from the &lt;a href="http://www.canneslions.com/"&gt;Cannes Lions Festival&lt;/a&gt; showcasing the winners and runner-ups, these were the best of best in advertising all rolled up into a nice 2 hour feature - Basically my heaven. My cheeks would hurt and stomach muscles would ache but my spirits were high.  High because there were people out there that made me think, made me laugh and most importantly did so in a minute or less. Oh those clever people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s one ad that I’m enjoying (at the moment). I’d like to show you the latest installment of the Citroen Robot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://video.unrulymedia.com/wildfire_3949069.js?vn=sCFeR-1221836935523"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-387737265329216411?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/387737265329216411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=387737265329216411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/387737265329216411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/387737265329216411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-enjoy-ads.html' title='I Enjoy Ads'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-5059631783639255571</id><published>2008-09-26T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T04:32:57.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London Eye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St Paul&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southbank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tate Modern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Borough Market'/><title type='text'>My Favourite Day in London</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wikitravel.org/en/London"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt; is such a HUGE city with loads to do and see that it is extremely hard to get (or be) bored. Upon further inspection, after my first year of living here I realized I hadn’t even scratched the surface of seeing all of London; don’t get me wrong, I went out (in fact almost too much) but I would end up at the same places, doing the same things. So I made it my goal to go somewhere new, every weekend. Whether it be a museum, art gallery or area of London less travelled, it all made the cut.  With my A-to-Z in hand I hit the streets in search of the ‘true’ London. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even after all my weekly adventures one of my favourite ‘days out’ still remains one of my earliest discoveries: The Southbank.  It’s a perfect way to get a feel for the city if you’re a visitor but because it’s also constantly changing w/ events and festivals taking place all the time by the Thames it draws the locals as well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Starting at London Bridge Station you can have lunch and explore London’s oldest market: The &lt;a href="http://www.boroughmarket.org.uk/"&gt;Borough Market&lt;/a&gt; (warning: do not go on a full stomach, you’ll want to eat, lots). This is where the &lt;a href="http://www.jamieoliver.com/"&gt;naked chef&lt;/a&gt; shops for his ingredients.  Make sure to bring your own bags so you can load them up w/ exotic beers, yummy olives, scrumptious cheese, warm bread along with fresh fruits and vegetables locally grown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once your belly is full, it’s time to walk it off, along the Thames. With stunning views of &lt;a href="http://www.stpauls.co.uk/page.aspx?theLang=001lngdef&amp;amp;pointerid=169345dwprEOVViTRLd8xXbHBDHGbzge"&gt;St. Paul’s,&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;a href="http://www.londoneye.com/"&gt;London Eye&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Big_Ben"&gt;Big Ben&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London_bridge"&gt;London Bridge&lt;/a&gt; it’s easy to see why hoards of tourists come from far and wide to explore this place I call home (for the time being anyway).  On a nice day, beer and Pimms stalls line the walkway and with plenty of green spaces it makes for the perfect time to rest and talk about what you’ve seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Need a little bit of culture? No problem, walk a little further and you’ll hit the &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/"&gt;Tate Modern&lt;/a&gt;. One of my personal favourites, it holds modern classics by Rothko, Andy Warhol, Picasso, Matisse…oh the list could go on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once you had a look around, continue walking along the Thames walkway towards Waterloo station.  You’ll pass a skating park where amazing athletes draw in the crowds daily.  They’re all so fearless; you wouldn’t catch me trying to flip my bike in mid air! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A little further down the path is a great (HUGE) outdoor book market…this is where I can spend hours collecting novels.  I always have a few waiting to be read but that never stops me from collecting more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If at all you get hungry the path is lined with coffee shops and restaurants. Once you’re finished head to Waterloo Bridge and head home.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Without fail this day always makes me happy. If you ever decide to head to London for a holiday and are looking for the perfect day out, drop us a line and what you like to do and I’ll do my best to sort you out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5059631783639255571?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5059631783639255571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5059631783639255571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5059631783639255571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5059631783639255571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-favourite-day-in-london.html' title='My Favourite Day in London'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-7351253164482251037</id><published>2008-09-25T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:23:52.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banana Bread'/><title type='text'>Recipes Jo mamma never told you about: Banana Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last I told you that saving your bananas would come in handy, well here's the perfect recipe to turn them into a masterpiece.  It's simple but perfect, and I've been making it since University. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What you'll need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 or 4 ripe bananas, smashed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1/3 cup of melted butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13/4 cup of sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 egg, beaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pinch of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 &amp;amp; 1/2 cups of flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best part about this recipe is that you don't even need a blender.  Preheat the oven to 350 F.  In a mixing bowl blend the butter into the mashed bananas with a wooden spoon.  Then mix in the sugar, egg, and vanilla.  Sprinkle the baking soda and salt over the mixture and mix in.  Add the flour last, mix.  Pour the mixture into a buttered 4x8 inch loaf pan and bake for 45 mins - 1 hour (depending on the oven).  Cool on a rack for 10 mins. Once cooled remove from pan and slice to serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-7351253164482251037?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7351253164482251037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7351253164482251037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7351253164482251037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7351253164482251037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/recipes-jo-mamma-never-told-you-about_25.html' title='Recipes Jo mamma never told you about: Banana Bread'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-2906412925825845905</id><published>2008-09-23T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T04:47:55.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we Agents of Change?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;One of the truest quotes I ever heard regarding marriage was told to me by a friend’s father. “Women marry men hoping to change them. Men marry women hoping they won’t change”. Coming from a man who is happily married for over 25 years, I really couldn’t dispute this quote. The more I thought about it, I realized there is a lot of truth to this statement. Why do women feel that they can change people? Why can’t we just leave well enough alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It’s easy for me to ask such bold questions. I do not claim to be removed from this statement. I too, feel the need to adapt, tweak and modify people in my life. Throughout our relationship, I have taught my boyfriend to be more assertive, confident and stylish. I am not as bad as some girls..mainly because he does stand up to me. For some reason, women don’t always accept people for who they are, rather, they fall in love or friendship with people for who they could be. This rule doesn’t apply to all situations or all relationships. However, I do think there is a difference between men and women when it comes to this matter. Most men become involved in relationships with people for who they are. When asked for advice or guidance from a friend, most men are reluctant to say much at all. My boyfriend has had a positive impact on me. In a lot of ways over the past 3 or so years, I have become a better person while knowing him. I have to say, his greatest impact on my life, has been instilling confidence in me for who I am, right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder if we are setting ourselves up for disappointment or failure when we seek to change others. When I look at the people in my life, I automatically think of ways I could help them. Often my motives are altruistic, wanting to make them smarter, more attractive or more employable. For a long time, I thought I could boost the confidence of my roommate, increase her self pride, and have her choice in partners reflect that. What was I thinking? I am not that smart. I am not that influential. I am not her and I am not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I have wasted a lot of effort over the past years trying to help the helpless. I now realize they weren’t so helpless. They were just content. What’s wrong with that? The next time you are out with your partner, your family or friends, think about why you ever wanted to change them in the first place? Were you really looking for that change within yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-2906412925825845905?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2906412925825845905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=2906412925825845905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2906412925825845905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2906412925825845905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-we-agents-of-change.html' title='Are we Agents of Change?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-3625425847193613985</id><published>2008-09-17T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T08:56:19.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RuMe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tupperware'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going Green'/><title type='text'>Doing Your Part</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SNEogV4ugpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bj38CpAyB9Y/s1600-h/recycle_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SNEogV4ugpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bj38CpAyB9Y/s200/recycle_logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247019576959337106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going Green doesn’t have to break the bank. The little things we do from day-to-day could be the most damaging to this planet we call home.  Here are some easy tips that hopefully you’ll find painless to implement but will make an impact…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bring your own bags shopping.  Here in the UK most of the grocery stores will either reward you for bringing your own bags (store points) or in fact charge you for using theirs.  Right, so you don’t want to bring in your wrinkled old, smelly bags back to the store, fine, I get you.  Plus we’re women and we need to look stylish, at all times. &lt;a href="http://rumebags.com/"&gt;RuMe&lt;/a&gt; bags are reusable and durable but don’t compromise on style.  And if that wasn’t enough, they fold up to fit perfectly in any handbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pack your lunch using &lt;a href="http://order.tupperware.com/coe/app/%21tw$shop.p_category?pv_ic_code=6000"&gt;Tupperware&lt;/a&gt; instead of plastic bags.  Have you seen the different types of Tupperware cases that are out there? Gone are the days of leaking salad dressing and smelly tuna purses.  If you don’t bring your lunch to work but go to fast food joints bring a Tupperware with you and ask the cashier to place your order in it.  A friend and co-worker would do this all the time.  We’d go to Subway and she’d whip out her container and get them to pack her sub in it – brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;On a similar note (but oh so similar) why not bring a travel mug to your favourite coffee house instead of using their cups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go paperless on your bank/credit card statement and utilities bills. Most companies allow its clients to view their accounts online…just make sure to check it regularly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Unplug your stuff when you’re not using it. Here in the UK we have on/off switches for the sockets making it a lot easier to save electricity. Also, make sure to take your stereo, PC or TV off stanby when you’re out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Save your fruit….most people feel the need to throw out their soon-to-bad fruit but these can easily be placed in the freezer for a later date when you have the time to make that perfect banana bread (a recipe will be coming soon – so no excuses…watch this space), apple cake, peach cobbler etc….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Start a reading group (not to be confused with a Book Club).  We all want to stay in touch so why not gather some of your friends w/ similar interests and share subscriptions – For example if Kristyn and I were to do this she’d probably get Economics and Times while I’d get Vogue and Cosmo then we’d swap mid-month.  If you’re not keen on starting a ‘group’ just pass it on – give your mag to someone on the subway, family or friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a green tip? Go on share it with us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-3625425847193613985?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/3625425847193613985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=3625425847193613985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3625425847193613985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/3625425847193613985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/doing-your-part.html' title='Doing Your Part'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SNEogV4ugpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bj38CpAyB9Y/s72-c/recycle_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-2718026616941276733</id><published>2008-09-16T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:29:01.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women Rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008 Elections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Palin'/><title type='text'>A pit-bull with lipstick on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SM-crIy21yI/AAAAAAAAADA/HjL1piVMu8M/s1600-h/palin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SM-crIy21yI/AAAAAAAAADA/HjL1piVMu8M/s320/palin.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246584355819018018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you paid any attention to the US election these days? Well if you reside in North America, you cannot help but catch some of the gossip out there. It has been inspiring watching this election progress as more and more young people become motivated to vote and serve their country. I was slowly beginning to think that the U.S was REALLY going to do something good for a change. I had hopes (like many outsiders or residents of different countries) that American voters were going to finally see past biases and bullshit, past party lines and CNN gossip. I am starting to think I was very wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I promised myself that I wouldn’t write anything in this blog about the US Election. Hasn’t there been enough coverage already? However, being a women’s blog, I had to comment on the Sarah Palin issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have come so far as women since we fought for the right to vote. We now are closer to earning the same wages as our male counterparts. We have proven time and time again that we can balance our work and private lives. Yet we seem to want more. Do we want everyone in every corner of the earth to rally behind us as we surpass every man on earth? What happened to just being equals?  Why do women feel the need to keep hammering the message to the rest of society that we are better? &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s ignorant and egotistical to even talk about one gender being better than the other. What are we teaching our children or our neighbors about us when we are constantly trying to one up the other? This is the very issue that may let Sarah Palin slip right into the White House. She is a heartbeat (a 72 year old man’s faint heartbeat) away from the most powerful office in the world. She may get to that position not because she is smart, experienced, credible or worthy. She is FAR from any of those things. She will get the position because she will ride on the coattails of those before her. She will plead to the women vote..the vote that says..its OUR turn for the White House. After all..we CLEARLY deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me cringe the way she uses her gender and her role as mother to get the women vote. “Hey..look at me..I am a mother”. Yes…well…. if you were that great of a mother..you wouldn’t be parading your kids around. You would know that they shouldn’t be in the limelight to serve your selfish wishes. If you actually KNEW about foreign affairs, health care and the economy, you wouldn’t need to play up your gender and talk endlessly about being a woman. You wouldn’t have to “lean” on your gender to get the sympathy of others. The worst part of all is that women are eating this shit up. They are so blinded by her gender, they can’t see her for the redneck lying conservative that she is. Her only presidential-like quality is that she is tough. She likens her tough hockey mom personality to a pit-bull with lipstick. When you talk about being a pit-bull with lipstick on…educated women such as me don’t buy it. After all, as my mother says, “if you have to talk about it so much, you don’t got it” &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: When you start talking tough on issues (instead of about lipstick) and have something ELSE on your resume besides small town mayor and mother of five, maybe then, and only then, the rest of us WOMEN will take interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-2718026616941276733?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/2718026616941276733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=2718026616941276733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2718026616941276733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/2718026616941276733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/pit-bull-with-lipstick-on.html' title='A pit-bull with lipstick on'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SM-crIy21yI/AAAAAAAAADA/HjL1piVMu8M/s72-c/palin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-1295083614401578221</id><published>2008-09-12T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:29:42.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money supermarket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair straightener'/><title type='text'>Does a Higher Price Tag = Better Quality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Last weekend my hair straightener broke (for the second time! Grrr). I like to think that I’m not a very vain person but this was devastating – mainly b/c I had already blow-dried my hair before finding out which then left me with fizzy BIG hair and no tools to tame it. My warranty had expired and I was left to fend for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;After much deliberation I hesitantly bought the best of the best (as far as hair straighteners go) a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.ghdhair.com/uk/ghd-IV-styler"&gt;ghd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; ceramic hair straightener.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&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;It finally arrived on Wednesday and I couldn’t be happier!! It’s beautifully designed, works like magic, not only in that it can straighten my hair in seconds but that it gets rid of my fly-aways as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, did I mention it heats up the minute it’s turned on? Oh it does, there’s no more waiting around for this girl.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now that I’m a happy camper this got me thinking, why didn’t just buy it in the first place and save myself the hassle? Well I know the reason, the price tag. I couldn’t justify spending £100 (that’s $200 for you lovely Canadians) on a hair straightener. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&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;Price is a very important aspect to any item’s ‘marketing’ campaign.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A product or service’s price can determine the consumers’ perceived value for the item rather than the actual value. If something is marked too low we don’t want to buy it for fear of it being ‘cheap’ or poor quality.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if it’s over priced we’re not willing to pay for it because we don’t want to get ripped off. The pricing game is a tricky business…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&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;A higher price doesn’t necessarily always mean good quality but where do you draw the line? This is where price comparison sites like &lt;a href="http://www.moneysupermarket.com/"&gt;Money Supermarket&lt;/a&gt; come into play.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s a great way to feel the marketplace before you buy those higher ticketed items. Know the market before you spend your hard earned bucks. Read reviews and make sure what you’re buying is good quality – most online stores like &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.ca/home.asp"&gt;BestBuy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; have readers’ reviews. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My mother always said you can buy something that’s cheap but if it’s not good quality then you’ll end up spending twice as much in the long run.  And you know what she’s right (she’s very wise my mother), and now my hair will reap the benefits!  My wallet on the other hand…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7749581232167178958-1295083614401578221?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/1295083614401578221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=1295083614401578221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1295083614401578221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/1295083614401578221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/does-higher-price-tag-better-quality.html' title='Does a Higher Price Tag = Better Quality?'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-4259912409826979270</id><published>2008-09-12T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T06:40:25.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AGO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CN Tower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Centre Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casa Loma'/><title type='text'>What Your City has to Offer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SMpwVltw73I/AAAAAAAAAC0/3OqWNxLBD-E/s1600-h/100_1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SMpwVltw73I/AAAAAAAAAC0/3OqWNxLBD-E/s320/100_1189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245128232229990258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wouldn’t call myself boring. My life is anything but a routine (right?) However, I always manage to do the same thing in the city every day or weekend. I take the great city of Toronto for granted and never manage to visit any of the city’s breathtaking sights.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had the pleasure of taking my boyfriend’s cousins from Germany around &lt;a href="http://wikitravel.org/en/Toronto"&gt;Toronto&lt;/a&gt; and Montreal/Quebec. I was excited to once again go up to Mont-Tremblant and spend a day swimming in the fresh clean lake. I couldn’t wait to eat on one of Montreal’s many patios. The Toronto portion of the trip was not at all on my list of priorities. Yet the city was somehow able to sneak up on me and force me to open my mind to its possibilities. It didn’t take long for me to fall in love with Toronto all over again. It doesn’t hold a candle to Berlin or other cities in the world that have so much to offer. However, Toronto has come a long way. And she has quite a base of attractions to build on. I drive past the CN Tower every day, taking its amazing height for granted. This past week I was standing at the highest point of the &lt;a href="http://www.cntower.ca/portal/"&gt;CN Tower&lt;/a&gt; a tourist could venture, and it made me realize how breathtaking the tower is. Moreover, I stood with my jaw dropped at the Toronto skyline view at night. Brief visits to &lt;a href="http://www.toronto.ca/parks/island/"&gt;Centre Island&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.casaloma.org/"&gt;Casa Loma&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.rom.on.ca/"&gt;the ROM&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.ago.net/"&gt;AGO&lt;/a&gt; forced me to see Toronto through a tourist’s eyes.  It wasn’t fair of me to condemn a city that I hadn’t really explored since my field trips in elementary school. Watching the amazement on the eyes of my tourist friends as we navigated our way through Toronto, made me appreciate all the city has to offer. Even though my German friends spoke no English, many Torontonians managed to communicate with them in an exceptionally friendly manner. Have a love-hate relationship with your city? Maybe its time you re-explored it through a tourist’s eyes. After all, beauty is truly in the eyes of the beholder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristyn xo&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/7749581232167178958-4259912409826979270?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/4259912409826979270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=4259912409826979270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4259912409826979270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/4259912409826979270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-your-city-has-to-offer.html' title='What Your City has to Offer'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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/_ONVyW98NL9Y/SMpwVltw73I/AAAAAAAAAC0/3OqWNxLBD-E/s72-c/100_1189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7749581232167178958.post-5666711024283452674</id><published>2008-09-08T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T05:09:19.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grilled fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='npr'/><title type='text'>Recipes Jo mamma never told you about</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Summer is coming to a close, yet I still seem to have tons of fruit lying around my house. I always wonder what to do with extra bananas or berries. My father is famous for cutting up strawberries and serving them with a bit of salt and balsamic vinegar as part of a salad or dessert. Don’t judge until you try it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For the not so adventureous..here is a recipe courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.npr.org"&gt;npr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; on a recent trend in cooking…grilling fruits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Grilled Fruit (Serves 6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2 ripe bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2 ripe peaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1-pound container of strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1 stick of butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tablespoon of sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Peel the bananas. Rinse the peaches and strawberries; pat dry. Slice the peaches into quarters (make sure they are big enough to put straight on the grill). Cut off tops of the strawberries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Place the strawberries on aluminum foil. Sprinkle with sugar and wrap. Put some butter on each banana and on each peach slice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7749581232167178958-5666711024283452674?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/5666711024283452674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=5666711024283452674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5666711024283452674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/5666711024283452674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/recipes-jo-mamma-never-told-you-about.html' title='Recipes Jo mamma never told you about'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-9134605681592046036</id><published>2008-09-08T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T04:56:34.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='molly maid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great gift ideas'/><title type='text'>Shopping was easy...until I met you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If you can identify with my article, or better yet, my RANT on women and guilt, here’s another issue you may be able to relate to: guilt and shopping. I am pretty sure I just shuddered at the fact that I used them both in the same sentence. New Rule: One should never feel guilty for shopping. Yet, women ALWAYS feel guilty for our small (or not so small) indulgences. There was an article this month in Chatelaine about how women feel guilty for shopping for themselves. But when it comes to dropping a Borden or a Benjamin on their friends or family…NO PROBLEM!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I couldn’t agree more. Why are we feeling guilty for buying things for ourselves? We work hard and that means we should play hard. C’est correct??. Ok, but there are times when we CLEARLY have to buy for other people. Unfortunately, there are some people that have everything, or some that are just too picky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here are some gift ideas that I have used in the past....feel free to add to my list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0cm;font-family:arial;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Magazine      Subscriptions – a year’s worth of Vogue for your fashion victim best      friend or a Food magazine subscription for your mother in law…the gift      that keeps on giving (especially if it means, next holiday, your MIL’s      chicken has some juice to it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0cm;font-family:arial;" start="2" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maid      for a day – go to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.mollymaid.com"&gt;Molly Maid&lt;/a&gt; and get your loved one a day or a fixed      dollar amount of cleaning..redeemable whenever…while you are on the site…buy      yourself one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0cm;font-family:arial;" start="3" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lessons/Classes      – Is your friend an aspiring artist? Does your boyfriend need French      lessons to be promoted at work? Whatever the class or lesson may be,      consider enrolling your friend in a course at a local college or agency.      Some community centers offer discounted lessons for citizens of that      municipality. If you and your friend are short on quality time, enroll together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0cm;font-family:arial;" start="4" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Trip      Bucket – Do you have a Jessica in your life? Someone who frequently      travels all over the globe? Put together a bucket for their next      destination. Travel books, travel containers, maps and phone cards are all      great ideas to get you started. Sorry Jessica, this is NOT what will be      arriving on your doorstep on the 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0cm;font-family:arial;" start="5" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Designer      for a day – Whether it be interior decorating, or personal style..everyone      needs help now and then. There are some websites where you can solicit      professionals to spend a day with your friend and give professional      help/advice. Ok, some might take it as an insult, so tread lightly. Either      way, its an idea for those that have everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0cm;font-family:arial;" start="6" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gift      Cards – This isn’t the traditional gift certificate idea. Ok, maybe it      is..but just a little. Forget clothing and music certificates. How about      gas cards, CAA memberships, Aeroplan/Airmiles donations or gift cards for      dinners, resorts and plays. It may seem like an easy choice, but take it      from me, not many people would turn down a gas card right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The best part of all these gift ideas, is that they enhance your friend’s life. You can buy your father another sweater, or your nephew another video game. For those that are trying to discourage unwanted materialism, these ideas are speaking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Kristyn xo&lt;/span&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/7749581232167178958-9134605681592046036?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/9134605681592046036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=9134605681592046036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/9134605681592046036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/9134605681592046036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/shopping-was-easyuntil-i-met-you.html' title='Shopping was easy...until I met you'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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-7749581232167178958.post-7266946263986675875</id><published>2008-09-05T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:28:47.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clapham North'/><title type='text'>Angry Annie…but not all the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;I thought I’d share something that I actually enjoy about the commute to/from work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know can you believe it? It’s true there are some things I actually enjoy, even look forward to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t get me wrong they’re not life altering or anything major like that just simple (little) things that make me smile and really a smile can sometimes be all it takes to change this angry Annie into her normal loving self again. &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;I live in between two tube stops – Clapham Common and Clapham North.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I usually grab the tube in the morning from Clapham Common, the reason is simple, it’s less busy (don’t get confused in thinking there aren’t many people on the platform or that the train itself isn’t busy because it is, oh it is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s just that it’s less busy, that’s all).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t dare try to get on at Clapham North as I’ve heard horror stories of having to travel backwards in order to actually get on a train (these people do not go to Clapham North anymore).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But when I return home I get off at Clapham North (because it’s actually closer to my house); and it is there that I find my smile again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First off they play classical music (lovely!), secondly they always have a new ‘quote of the day’ listed on a board so you can read it while you’re going up/down the escalators and thirdly one of the gates literally makes the noise ‘woohoo’ when you’re entering the station!! How could that not make you smile?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What makes you smile during the hectic commute to work? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7749581232167178958-7266946263986675875?l=provokeyourself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/feeds/7266946263986675875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7749581232167178958&amp;postID=7266946263986675875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7266946263986675875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7749581232167178958/posts/default/7266946263986675875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://provokeyourself.blogspot.com/2008/09/angry-anniebut-not-all-time.html' title='Angry Annie…but not all the time'/><author><name>Provoke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00355387498208845042</uri><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></feed>
