Linda, Glad you liked your box! Doesn't that pumpkin spice candle smell yummy? Salt City Candle Co. has pumpkin spice candles that are really good, too, but I have to order them online. I think you'll like the elephant garlic. Since it's in the allium family, you'll see the big flower ball bloom one day, just like any other allium. Some people roast it - it has a more delicate flavor than regular garlic - it's just not as strong. Makes a pretty plant, though. I had been given some a few years back, but the drought must have taken them. My mom has some planted in her yard, but I couldn't find them either, so I guess the drought got them, too. :( I was surprised to see them when I was at Lowe's, since you never know what they are going to get in, and bulbs disappear quickly around here. You have to grab them when you see them, or else you're out of luck. One thing I just found yesterday at Walmart was pumpkin spice pudding! I've never seen it, so I bought some to try out. Wish I'd seen it sooner so I could have put it in the box, too. Sounds like everyone is getting some really nice boxes. This swap has been a lot of fun! Vina - I'm so jealous ~~ We don't have a haunted hayride down here! I was able to most of my excess plants in the ground yesterday before the rains came again. Right now the radar shows nothing but heavy downpours for the rest of the day and 57 degrees. ~Kathy

I thought he died a couple of years ago looks like the same notice maybe this was his brother

Anger Management For all of you who occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone--don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know! I was sitting at my desk, when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number, and dialed it. A man answered saying, "Hello?" I politely said, "This is Frank Hanifin, could I please speak with Robin Carter?" Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude! I then tracked down Robin's correct number, and called her. (I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number.) After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again. When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, "You're an ***hole!" and I hung up. Then I wrote his number down, with the word '***hole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an ***hole!" It always cheered me up. When Caller, ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic '***hole' calling would have to stop. Decided to ring him up and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from the Telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with the caller ID program?" He yelled, "NO!" and slammed the phone down. Then quickly I rang him back and said, "That's because you're an ***hole!" One day while getting ready to pull into a parking spot at the grocery store, some kid in a black BMW cut me off, and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for the spot. The idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his car window, naturally I jotted down his number. A couple of days later, right after calling the first ***hole (I had his number on speed dial), I thought I had better call the BMW ***hole, too. "Hello?" I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?" "Yes, it is." "Can you tell me where I can see it?" "Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house and the car's parked right out front." "What's your name?" I asked. "My name is Don Hansen," he said. "When's a good time to catch you, Don?" "I'm home every evening after five." "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?" "Yes?" "Don, you're an ***hole!" Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now, when I had a problem, I had two ***holes to call. But after several months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. Then I came up with an idea: I called ***hole #1. "Hello" "You're an ***hole! (but I didn't hang up). "Are you still there?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. "Stop calling me," he screamed. "Make me," I said. "Who are you?!" he asked. "My name is Don Hansen." "Yeah? Where do you live?" "***hole, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house with my black Beamer parked in front." He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers." I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, ***hole." Then I called ***hole #2. "Hello?" he said. "Hello ***hole," I said. He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..." "You'll what?" I said. "I'll kick your ***," he exclaimed. I answered, "Well, ***hole, here's your chance, I'm coming over right now." Then, I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 1802 West 34th Street, and I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover. Next I phoned Channel 13 news about the gang war going down on West 34th St. Quickly I jumped into my car and headed over to 34th St. There, I saw two very rude ***holes beating the crap out of each other in front of six squad cars, a police helicopter, and a TV news crew. Now, I feel better...I have managed my anger.

If you have an architect why are you bringing him/her a prepackaged internet plan? That's like bringing a baloney sandwich to a 5 star restaurant. You don't need ideas to take to your architect. You need to define your needs, your wants and your wouldn't it be nice to haves. Create a bubble diagram that shows what rooms are needed next to one another. Then walk the space outside with your architect so he/she can get a feel for the best siting of your house. Here are some threads in the meantime to get you started: Here are some threads to get you started House Plans using bubble diagrams Hiring an architect Designing a custom home Book suggestions What makes a house have good design? How to Design Your Own Home I Just Read This On Sarah Susanka's Blog 5 Rules of Thumb for Better Home Design