<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381</id><updated>2012-02-01T16:05:00.621-08:00</updated><category term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-2474014738921936400</id><published>2010-09-03T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows - When the tough get going</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode 26 -When the tough get going&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The background:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wanda is staying at our house (Good times!) She was sitting in our office talking to me and out of the blue she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda: &lt;/b&gt;"I get it! When the tough get going, the going gets tough!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celeste&lt;/b&gt;: "Uh wand, I think its, when the going-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda: &lt;/b&gt;Interrupting "No! I get it! It's when the tough get going the going gets tough! You know like when the big tough warrior guys get going, you know like moving, the going (she emphasised this word and looked at me like I should be making a great mental connection at this point) gets tough!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celeste:&lt;/b&gt; Silently laughing, pulling up my blog as fast as I can, and trying not to let the grin show on my face, and hoping she doesn't notice what I'm doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda:&lt;/b&gt; Blissfully unaware, left the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaction when she finds out she's wrong.... to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-2474014738921936400?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2474014738921936400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=2474014738921936400&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/2474014738921936400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/2474014738921936400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2010/09/wanda-knows-when-tough-get-going.html' title='Wanda Knows - When the tough get going'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-5050040374542934168</id><published>2010-08-18T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.213-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows: Snakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Episode 25 - Wanda Knows Snakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to apologize for my terrible neglect of the Wanda knows series. Although I have not posted them it does not mean that they are not alive and well. :) On the way home from the farm this happened and re-inspired me to post some of the ones that I've been trying to remember! enjoy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;The Background:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Driving home from the farm in Nevada Wanda was explaining how she thought she had not done anything that at least one of her brothers or sisters had done, but then she realized that she was wrong. She had once gone to the house of a boy who had been featured in the news for having more than 100 animals in his back yard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda: &lt;/b&gt;"This guy had lots of animals but the only ones that he left out for us to pet were the Boa Constructor and the alligator because the others were too dangerous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;K.C.:&lt;/b&gt; "Wait a minute, did you say Boa Constructor?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda:&lt;/b&gt; "Yes, Boa Constructor. You know, it's a big snake."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-5050040374542934168?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5050040374542934168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=5050040374542934168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/5050040374542934168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/5050040374542934168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2010/08/wanda-knows-snakes.html' title='Wanda Knows: Snakes'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-1662063851329402365</id><published>2009-11-05T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows: Internet Security</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode: 24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda Knows Internet Security&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The background:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a friend, that has a facebook account and recently her account was compromised and someone got into it and posted something on her status. She changed her password and re-secured her account. Wanda was over at our house when we read of all of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda:&lt;/b&gt; "She just changed her password?!" she exclaimed in disbelief. "Well that would have been a lot easier!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celeste:&lt;/b&gt; "What did that happen to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda:&lt;/b&gt; "Yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celeste:&lt;/b&gt; "So what did you do, delete your whole account and start over?" I asked jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda: &lt;/b&gt;In anguish "YES! Why didn't I think of that? That would have been a whole lot easier. I deleted all of my friends and all of my pictures and all of my info and then I deleted the profile. It's been such a hassle to find all my friends again and find all the pictures and everything! Yeah that would have been a LOT easier!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-1662063851329402365?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1662063851329402365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=1662063851329402365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/1662063851329402365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/1662063851329402365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/11/wanda-knows-internet-security.html' title='Wanda Knows: Internet Security'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-3874205885672116923</id><published>2009-10-16T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Episode 23 - Wanda Knows Cooking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Background:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been staying out at mom and dads and Wanda decided to make Creamy Wheat. I walked into the kitchen in time to see her scooping water into a big bowl on top of the cup of Creamy Wheat that was in the bottom of the bowl. (It appeared as if there were 4 or 5 cups of wheat stuff in the bottom of the bowl, even though there was only one). Knowing that she was trying to only make 2 servings I asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celeste:&lt;/b&gt; Um, Wand, just a little bit makes quite a lot. Did you know it's going to at least double?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(very decidedly)&lt;/i&gt; Oh I'm following the ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celeste:&lt;/b&gt; Hu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda: &lt;/b&gt;I'm just following the ingredients on the package, and this is what it said to put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celeste:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(chuckling)&lt;/i&gt; That's good Wand, you do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stirred it together for several minutes and it just wasn't working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanda: &lt;/b&gt;This is going to take a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ang: &lt;/b&gt;You do need to cook it or it will never become the soft cereal that you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she again looked at the "ingredients" and and sure enough it said to boil the water before you put in the wheat. Ah the secret to making Creamy Wheat. You must boil the water. Remember to check those ingredients before you start cooking next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-3874205885672116923?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3874205885672116923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=3874205885672116923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/3874205885672116923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/3874205885672116923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/10/wanda-knows-cooking.html' title='Wanda Knows Cooking'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-3685785798847384000</id><published>2009-06-21T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows - Original</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Episode 22: Wanda Knows Original&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This is good folks, this is &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; good! It all started when Wanda was hanging out with some of her friends. One of the friends arrived later than the rest and she was dressed very differently with bright colors and all sorts of different articles of clothing that combined to make quite the outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend 1 (to the new girl):&lt;/strong&gt; "Wow that's very original... I like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;confused and rather loudly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "oh, I think it looks kinda &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone turned to look at her, completely confused. It was then and there that she decided that she needed to figure out what the rest of the world thought 'original' meant. So she went home and asked dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later... we came over and she sat me down and said "Celeste what do you think 'original' means?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celeste:&lt;/strong&gt; "Well it depends on what you're referring to, but in general it means something different or new."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; "Well I know that that's what it means now, but all of my life I thought it meant something else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celeste:&lt;/strong&gt; "Oh really? What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; "I thought it meant 'normal, or just like everybody else.' Like my black skirt it's pretty average and lots of people have one like it so I would have said 'This skirt is very original.' Your skirt is very different looking so I would say 'it's very unique.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K.C.:&lt;/strong&gt; "So if someone told you to do something original you'd come back with something run of the mill and totally confuse everyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; "Pretty much"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ya go.  Now that you all know what original really means, I hope you strive to be a little different and unique and not so original!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the story - Wanda was talking to me later again. "I still can't believe that that's what original means! It seems totally wrong to me. That's like saying sad means happy. I just can't believe it! It contradicts everything I've ever thought."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-3685785798847384000?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3685785798847384000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=3685785798847384000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/3685785798847384000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/3685785798847384000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/wanda-knows-original.html' title='Wanda Knows - Original'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-8836483766969576157</id><published>2009-06-03T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.228-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows - Landscaping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 21: Wanda Knows Landscaping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My brother Jake and Dad were talking about what to do with the back yard, Jake had just tilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jake:&lt;/span&gt; "We're going to have to level it somehow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; "The only way to get this level is by hand or with a machine, it's just how much effort we want to put into it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;pipes in..."Why won't a rake work?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-8836483766969576157?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8836483766969576157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=8836483766969576157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8836483766969576157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8836483766969576157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/06/wanda-knows-landscaping.html' title='Wanda Knows - Landscaping'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-5765838382395394638</id><published>2009-05-23T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows - Curling Irons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 20: Wanda Knows Curling Irons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda had a birthday in April. For that birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nephi&lt;/span&gt; and I got her some hair accessories and among them was a very nice curling iron and straightener. She's always asking to borrow mine so I figured she could use one of her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Celeste I'm really glad that you gave me that curling iron. It's really nice. But either I don't know how to curl hair or it doesn't work on my hair. I curled Annie and Elle's hair and it worked great! But today I tried to curl mine and it wouldn't do ANYTHING. I would even hold it on one strand FOREVER! Nothing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have any suggestions other than turning the heat up a little. She said it was all the way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days later Wanda came over to our house again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Celeste, I found out why the curling iron doesn't work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste: &lt;/span&gt;"Oh really? Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; "Oh!!! Well that would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; do it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "I plugged it in but I didn't know you had to turn it ON! It works great now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda, Wanda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-5765838382395394638?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5765838382395394638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=5765838382395394638&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/5765838382395394638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/5765838382395394638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/05/wanda-knows-curling-irons.html' title='Wanda Knows - Curling Irons'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-7454205059296507364</id><published>2009-03-07T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.236-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows Noses</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Episode 19: Wanda Knows Noses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The Background: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Craig has a very runny nose and it has been running constantly all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"How can a nose hold that many boogers it's not that big, where do they all come from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; Tracing a line on my nose and up onto my forehead trying to show where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sinuses&lt;/span&gt; are "your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sinuses&lt;/span&gt; go further than just the length of your nose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; Her eyes got big and wide "It goes all the way up by your eyes! Is that why sometimes you get boogers in your eyes?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-7454205059296507364?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/7454205059296507364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=7454205059296507364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/7454205059296507364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/7454205059296507364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanda-knows-noses.html' title='Wanda Knows Noses'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-8874266907294806014</id><published>2009-03-07T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows Kentucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 18: Wanda Knows Kentucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The Background: &lt;/span&gt;So after going to  Olive Garden (as mentioned in Wanda Knows Episode 17) Wanda stayed the night at our house. K.C. made french toast for breakfast and served it with orange juice. After the meal we were all cleaning up and Wanda Started to read the orange juice bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"Florida's Natural brand, premium, NOT from Kentucky! From Florida and Only Florida!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She starts laughing. &lt;/span&gt;"That's so funny! I guess they have something against Kentucky!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then she reads it again. &lt;/span&gt;"Florida's Natural brand, premium, NOT from Kentucky! From Florida and Only Florida! I guess they want you to know that it's not from Kentucky, I can just see the guy siting there, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;'I don't like Kentucky! We're going to put &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;'not from Kentucky'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; on all of our bottles!' &lt;/span&gt;I can't believe they can get away with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture (courtesy of K.C.) of the very container that she was reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SbKtHm19ChI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Mr_a1jl11WY/s1600-h/IMG_3619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SbKtHm19ChI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Mr_a1jl11WY/s400/IMG_3619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310497256820771346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I started to type this Episode Wanda still had no clue that it didn't say Kentucky. And she couldn't figure out why I was making a 'Wanda Knows' out of it. Then I let her read the picture. She very slowly and carefully started at the top and read each word. when she got to "Premium" she paused and said 'oh no... no, it does say premium.' then she continued on till she got the the fabled '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kentucky&lt;/span&gt;' where she stopped and then after several seconds just hung her head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"You guys must have changed it because it didn't say that before!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;disclaimer: This container was in no way tampered with or altered it is shown in the picture in its original condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-8874266907294806014?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8874266907294806014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=8874266907294806014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8874266907294806014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8874266907294806014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanda-knows-kentucky.html' title='Wanda Knows Kentucky'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SbKtHm19ChI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Mr_a1jl11WY/s72-c/IMG_3619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-8190690732304567178</id><published>2009-03-07T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.241-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows Coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 17: Wanda Knows Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt; last night, (Friday) we went with Mom and Dad and Wanda to Olive Garden to celebrate mom and dad's anniversary. Craig grabbed one of the sweetener packets that was on the table and started playing with it. On the front of the packet it said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caffè&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Toscana&lt;/span&gt;. Wanda picked one up to see what it was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"Oh no Craig, you shouldn't play with that, it's coffee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; Showing me where it said &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Caffè&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "It's Coffee, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Caffee&lt;/span&gt;, yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caffee&lt;/span&gt;. So you pour it in your drink."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; Trying to figure out what she was saying. "So if you pour this into your hot chocolate it turns it into coffee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "I was right?" but then she saw the laugh that I was trying to suppress and cautiously said "No, that's not what I meant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; "Oh well what did you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Well It's Caffeine so when you put it into your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;caffeinated&lt;/span&gt; drink it makes it more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;caffeinated&lt;/span&gt;. Right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Wanda, Wanda, Wanda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-8190690732304567178?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8190690732304567178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=8190690732304567178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8190690732304567178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8190690732304567178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanda-knows-coffee.html' title='Wanda Knows Coffee'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-3392892720930670099</id><published>2009-03-07T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows Velociraptor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 16: Wanda Knows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Velociraptor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The Background: &lt;/span&gt;Wanda was talking to my brother and was informed that the way she was saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Velociraptor&lt;/span&gt; was not right. So she set out on a mission to prove that it wasn't just her that said it that way so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came with my parents to bring Craig back yesterday and the first thing she says to me is "Celeste what is that smaller dinosaur that is really mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Velociraptor&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked all disappointed. and mumbled&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then she perked up and said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"K, I'm going to ask K.C. the same question so don't tell him what you said." &lt;/span&gt;She was extremely put out when K.C. hadn't even seen Jurassic park and only could remember like 4 dinosaur names. When he was told that it ended with 'raptor' he said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh you mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Velociraptor&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;Completely bummed out "All right".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeste: &lt;/span&gt;So Wand this sounds good, what did YOU think it was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;Well I was talking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;  and I said '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; we found this huge dinosaur bone in the back it's probably a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;flossaraptor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bone!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;  "a what bone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;flossaraptor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt;e"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;"how did you say that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;flossaraptor&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;"What does it start with?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Very emphatically&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"F"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;"Are you sure?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"Yep!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;"Oh!" Dad and him couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"What? What does it start with?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"It starts with a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;V and it's said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Velociraptor&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her world was officially wrecked. "They've always been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;flossaraptors&lt;/span&gt;!" she said in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dismay&lt;/span&gt;. "That is so weird to me, I honestly and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; thought that it was called a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;flossaraptor&lt;/span&gt;. I've always called it that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it folks, Wanda knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SbKk0sojoGI/AAAAAAAAAzo/hdphJUkt2vM/s1600-h/IMG_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SbKk0sojoGI/AAAAAAAAAzo/hdphJUkt2vM/s400/IMG_1046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310488135864655970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-3392892720930670099?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3392892720930670099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=3392892720930670099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/3392892720930670099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/3392892720930670099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanda-knows-velociraptor.html' title='Wanda Knows Velociraptor'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SbKk0sojoGI/AAAAAAAAAzo/hdphJUkt2vM/s72-c/IMG_1046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-4081985407318777264</id><published>2009-01-30T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows "Gone With The Wind"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Episode 15: Wanda Knows "Gone With The Wind"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297320527098532962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SYPc8_cX1GI/AAAAAAAAApI/WyWnjvVpKPc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was over at Wanda's house and she was talking about how dumb it is that people swear in movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; If I could I would go back to the first movie that swore, you know "Blowing in the Wind" and take that one word out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celeste:&lt;/strong&gt; "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; "Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ammon&lt;/span&gt; was saying that 'Blowing in the Wind' was the first movie that swore and after that it became acceptable. So if I took that one word out, maybe it wouldn't be a problem now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ammon had actually said that in Gone With The Wind they swore for the first time &lt;em&gt;in front&lt;/em&gt; of a woman. But the best part is&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;'Blowing In The Wind'&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-4081985407318777264?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/4081985407318777264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=4081985407318777264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/4081985407318777264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/4081985407318777264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanda-knows-with-wind.html' title='Wanda Knows &amp;quot;Gone With The Wind&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SYPc8_cX1GI/AAAAAAAAApI/WyWnjvVpKPc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-7024857433174227065</id><published>2009-01-30T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows "Fraulein"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Episode 14: Wanda Knows "Fraulein"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297316802873517682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SYPZkNn75nI/AAAAAAAAAo4/-BOCYOoK5WA/s400/sound-of-music-DVDcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Background:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mom and Dad were watching The Sound Of Music the other day. Wanda walked into the room just as Maria was running up to the front of the Vontrapp mansion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Butler guy comes to the door and she says something along the lines of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm the new governess captain!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and he says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And I'm the old Butler Fraulein."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; "Oh!" (&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;very excited)&lt;/span&gt; "I thought he always said &lt;em&gt;'I'm the old Butler &lt;strong&gt;for alarm&lt;/strong&gt;!'&lt;/em&gt; But he says her &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Fraulein!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(for alarm?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When asked what she thought this meant later her response was "It didn't make much sense to me but I thought that it should.")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-7024857433174227065?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/7024857433174227065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=7024857433174227065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/7024857433174227065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/7024857433174227065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanda-knows.html' title='Wanda Knows &amp;quot;Fraulein&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SYPZkNn75nI/AAAAAAAAAo4/-BOCYOoK5WA/s72-c/sound-of-music-DVDcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-2113267830110905367</id><published>2009-01-26T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>In Wanda's Defense</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Update:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so the last Wanda Knows (America) was a slight misrepresentation. I got the information from my brother who told it as he heard it. But then I was talking to Wanda and she thought that she was saying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mexico"&lt;/span&gt; and that is what she meant. That&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;not 'New Mexico&lt;/span&gt;) is not part of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little confused about how it all worked out, and who said what, and what they were trying to say. But, no matter how you look at it, it's still good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-2113267830110905367?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2113267830110905367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=2113267830110905367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/2113267830110905367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/2113267830110905367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-wanda-defense.html' title='In Wanda&amp;#39;s Defense'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-6339172316079347832</id><published>2009-01-26T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.266-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows "America"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Episode 13:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wanda Knows America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The Background: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My brothers were talking to my dad and one of them while trying to find a car asked "Dad is New England in America?" This spurred a thought in my other brother Jake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jake: &lt;/span&gt;"Why do we have states that are 'New' this and 'New' that like "New Mexico" and "New Hampshire?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Exasperated&lt;/span&gt; "Jake," &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(like duh)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"The United States doesn't name them. America does. Because New Mexico isn't in the United States, it's in America."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-6339172316079347832?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/6339172316079347832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=6339172316079347832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/6339172316079347832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/6339172316079347832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanda-knows_26.html' title='Wanda Knows &amp;quot;America&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-2485395489900845765</id><published>2009-01-18T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows "Morning Sickness"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 12: Wanda Knows Morning Sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We are up in Salt Lake City with my cousin Loren and his wife, Jessica, who is expecting their first child. Jessica mentioned morning sickness, and that's when it began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Wait what is morning sickness anyways?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessica:&lt;/span&gt; "It's when your pregnant and you throw up in the mornings, and don't feel well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "OOOHHH! O.K. That makes more sense."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K.C.:&lt;/span&gt; "Why? What did you think morning sickness was?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "I thought it was when you were really sad. You know like 'Mourning Sickness'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K.C.: &lt;/span&gt;"So you could say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;'Fred what's wrong?'&lt;/span&gt; and he'd say &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;'Oh you know my aunt just died and I've got mourning sickness real bad today.'&lt;/span&gt; Like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Yeah, it never even occurred to me that it was MORNING sickness, and that you got sick in the morning."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-2485395489900845765?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2485395489900845765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=2485395489900845765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/2485395489900845765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/2485395489900845765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanda-knows-sickness.html' title='Wanda Knows &amp;quot;Morning Sickness&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-8358077870445670135</id><published>2009-01-15T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows "KO!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 11:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wanda Knows K.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wanda was watching my brother play a boxing game on the xbox. He won the round and big letters flashed across the screen "KO!" Later on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; Celeste do you know what "KO" means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; "I'm guessing it means Knock Out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; Seems bummed out. "Oh, O.K. never mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K.C.: &lt;/span&gt;"Why what did you think it meant?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Well I was watching Nephi play this boxing game and it looked like the people that were boxing were Japanese. When he won the round "KO!" popped up on the screen. So I thought maybe it was Chinese for "O.K.!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-8358077870445670135?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8358077870445670135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=8358077870445670135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8358077870445670135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8358077870445670135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanda-knows_15.html' title='Wanda Knows &amp;quot;KO!&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-1574946799743648880</id><published>2009-01-09T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows "Razor Refills"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Episode 10: &lt;/span&gt;Wanda Knows Razor Refills&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SWlbwPfp_qI/AAAAAAAAAjg/x9tZeU6Q_e0/s1600-h/Mach3_pack-Shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SWlbwPfp_qI/AAAAAAAAAjg/x9tZeU6Q_e0/s320/Mach3_pack-Shot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289860121674514082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This is the second burst of knowledge that we got from Wanda on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "I had a razor that had the replaceable tips. And I had 4 boxes of extra tips."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; "Cartridges? Refills? Blades?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Yeah those. It's so funny because I never knew how they worked. I figured out how to get them off and put another one on but I thought that when you put it back in the holder that it sharpened them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 4 boxes of refills so I would use a blade till it got dull and then put it back in the holder and get another one. When that case was empty I would start on the next one. Then when I finished that case I'd go to the next one and when then were all gone I'd go back to the first. It wasn't working very well because they were still dull. But I used them anyways."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste: &lt;/span&gt;"You thought that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;case&lt;/span&gt; sharpened your old razor blades for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Yeah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; "So how long have you been waiting for them to get sharp?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "I've had the same 4 boxes since I was 12." (She's about to turn 16) "But I just threw 2 of them away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; "Wow! (very impressed by the perseverance) So you still have the other 2 boxes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste: &lt;/span&gt;"That you've had since you were 12?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; "They're not getting any sharper. Why do you still have them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"I don't have the money to get more. It's better than nothing."&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't think I agree! Ouch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanda's response to my "Ouch!" - "It doesn't hurt, it just doesn't cut 'em all the way. At least it's not hairy like a dog." Pauses as I start to type... "I should have waited to say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt;?" Groans "I get myself into such trouble!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3841917225994360381-1574946799743648880?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/1574946799743648880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=1574946799743648880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/1574946799743648880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/1574946799743648880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanda-knows-refills.html' title='Wanda Knows &amp;quot;Razor Refills&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SWlbwPfp_qI/AAAAAAAAAjg/x9tZeU6Q_e0/s72-c/Mach3_pack-Shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-5877955605204867152</id><published>2009-01-09T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows "Telephone Poles"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 9:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wanda Knows Telephone Poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt; Wanda Knows fans, buckle up! In a short ride from Hurricane to home we had 3 of the most enlightening experiences. In a matter of minutes the next 3 Wanda Knows episodes poured out! I guess the long drought has meant that now it's time for the flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving home from Hurricane we rounded a corner as we neared the freeway on ramp. K.C. was trying to answer a phone call and his phone said that the "call was lost".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"Yeah phones never work very good right here. It's funny because they don't ever work even though we're driving right&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; under&lt;/span&gt; these telephone poles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste: &lt;/span&gt;"Yeah that is funny, especially since telephone poles don't even have anything to do with these phones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Well if they don't have anything to do with phones why are they called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;telephone poles&lt;/span&gt;? And what are they for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celeste:&lt;/span&gt; "What do you think they're for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "I don't know, I always just thought they were these big tall poles towering above us that acted all powerful and that they were what made it so you could talk on the phone. That's why when you're driving through a canyon or a place where there are no telephone poles your phones don't work."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-5877955605204867152?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5877955605204867152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=5877955605204867152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/5877955605204867152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/5877955605204867152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanda-knows-poles.html' title='Wanda Knows &amp;quot;Telephone Poles&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-2779392554952202666</id><published>2009-01-01T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.283-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows-Ratings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Episode 8: Movie Ratings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What a good way to start off the new year! Tonight Elle was talking about Kung Fu Panda and asking if we could watch it. As the extra cherry on top of her plea she added &lt;em&gt;"it's rated PG for Panda Goodness!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; For the longest time I thought that&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; meant &lt;strong&gt;Good&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PG&lt;/strong&gt; meant &lt;strong&gt;Pretty Good&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PG-13&lt;/strong&gt; meant &lt;strong&gt;"Not Very Good"&lt;/strong&gt; but I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We had had a conversation similar to this one before her realization of their real meanings, several months before Wanda Knows began. So I forgot all the details of the discovery of the true meanings but remembering is still pretty good. So all you loyal Wanda Knows fans, happy new year!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-2779392554952202666?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/2779392554952202666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=2779392554952202666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/2779392554952202666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/2779392554952202666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2009/01/wanda-knows-ratings.html' title='Wanda Knows-Ratings'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-5220883246793986014</id><published>2008-11-19T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows - Morals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 7: Wanda Knows - Morals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Background: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My sister is one of the purest, most innocent and sweet people you will ever meet. She is awesome. So one day she was talking with one of her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend: &lt;/span&gt;"Wanda, Do you want to come watch a movie with us?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Which movie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend:&lt;/span&gt; "(says name of movie... We couldn't remember what it was)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Oh no, I can't watch that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend: &lt;/span&gt;(baffled) "Why it's rated G?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"It has Choreography in it!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shocked that her friend would recommend such a thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later she explained it to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda: &lt;/span&gt;"Celeste Choreography is bad. It's where people don't have enough clothes on and I don't want to see it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a wonderful sister! Now that's devotion for ya. Stand up for what you believe in and never back down!&lt;br /&gt;&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/3841917225994360381-5220883246793986014?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/5220883246793986014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=5220883246793986014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/5220883246793986014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/5220883246793986014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/wanda-knows-morals.html' title='Wanda Knows - Morals'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-8220196250767998145</id><published>2008-11-19T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.291-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows - Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episode 6: Wanda Knows Religion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back into the recesses of the past I have retrieved some priceless gems that beg to be shared as they are truly worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Background:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We were reading a book about our great great great grandfather Benjamin Brown and how he came to gain his testimony and all of the research that he did concerning other sects while he looked for the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "Wait. He was researching other Sects? What's Sect?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanda:&lt;/span&gt; "So if someone asked me what sect I belonged to could I just say female?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it, never be confused again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-8220196250767998145?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/8220196250767998145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=8220196250767998145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8220196250767998145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/8220196250767998145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2008/11/wanda-knows-religion.html' title='Wanda Knows - Religion'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3841917225994360381.post-3961037888214952255</id><published>2008-10-30T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:26:06.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wanda Knows'/><title type='text'>Wanda Knows "Swear Words"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Episode 5: Swear word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; {not what you might think... but then again you knew that}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Singing)&lt;/em&gt; baa baa black sheep have you any wool? yes sir, yes sir... (stops). You know, I never knew that that song had a swear word in it. Well it's used in the correct way so they're not actually swearing, but it's still a swear word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263426923153912802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SQty5lfQ8-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/yyAfQ-Zw7sE/s400/baba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ I quickly ran through the words in my head and tried hard to remember if there was possibly a verse I couldn't remember. I came to the conclusion that there was a very good and in fact very likely chance that I didn't remember the whole song. But I couldn't think of why they would put a swear word into a child's nursery rhyme. - So naturally I figured I should find out }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celeste:&lt;/strong&gt; What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; (looks baffled like, Celeste you should know this...) Well, you know it says that bad word. I mean they do use it correctly but it's still a swear word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celeste:&lt;/strong&gt; Which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; (kind of nods her head and waits like she thinks I'm about to figure it out. Then realizing that me and everyone else doesn't have a clue what she's talking about she goes for the plunge.)The word for a female dog... one for my master and one for my... (pauses and waits while we all realize what she's saying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we told her that that wasn't actually even bad word she was so confused and said "wait well then what's that female dog one?" No one wanted to tell her but someone did say that it started with a B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanda:&lt;/strong&gt; "Oh, that one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just left it alone not wanting to know if she had indeed figured it out or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;FYI:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had a guess what dame meant but didn't know for sure I looked it up. I thought it was a slightly derogatory reference to a lady but I was surprised by what I found in addition to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;(initial capital letter)&lt;/em&gt; (in Britain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. &lt;/strong&gt;the official title of a female member of the Order of the British Empire, equivalent to that of a knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;b. &lt;/strong&gt;the official title of the wife of a knight or baronet.&lt;br /&gt;2. (formerly) a form of address to any woman of rank or authority.&lt;br /&gt;3. a matronly woman of advanced age; matron.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Slang: Sometimes Offensive.&lt;/em&gt; a woman; female.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Ecclesiastical.&lt;/em&gt; a title of a nun in certain orders.&lt;br /&gt;6. a mistress of a dame-school.&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;em&gt;Archaic.&lt;/em&gt; the mistress of a household.&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;em&gt;Archaic.&lt;/em&gt; a woman of rank or authority, esp. a female ruler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3841917225994360381-3961037888214952255?l=wandaknows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/feeds/3961037888214952255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3841917225994360381&amp;postID=3961037888214952255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/3961037888214952255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3841917225994360381/posts/default/3961037888214952255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wandaknows.blogspot.com/2008/10/wanda-knows-words.html' title='Wanda Knows &amp;quot;Swear Words&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Celeste</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08414368766067852781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/TNt3Q1KKwzI/AAAAAAAADOs/vBUXkLZxUoE/S220/IMG_0507.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VYd0FHbywi8/SQty5lfQ8-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/yyAfQ-Zw7sE/s72-c/baba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
