{"id":1274,"date":"2006-09-03T01:33:00","date_gmt":"2006-09-03T01:33:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.beliefnet.com\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html"},"modified":"2006-09-03T01:33:00","modified_gmt":"2006-09-03T01:33:00","slug":"more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html","title":{"rendered":"More on my trip to Phoenix"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So, my husband told me in July that he was going to Phoenix at the end of August for business and I decided that I wanted to join him.  He wasn&#8217;t too eager for me to go because he was going to be busy for most of the trip but I didn&#8217;t care, I thought it would be fun to get away for a while.  I would rent a car and go to the Desert Museum in Tuscan.  I had been there a number of years ago and really liked it.  So, my husband used his frequent flyer miles to get me a round trip ticket (he had to use extra points to get me a ticket, which I heard about quite a few times on the trip :-).<br \/>\nWhen we arrived we didn&#8217;t rent a car and had to wait for a shuttle to take us to the hotel  (which was a good thing because I was told by the car rental guy that if we had rented a car at the airport, we would have to pay 50% tax on the car,<span style=\"font-style: italic;font-weight: bold\"> 50%!<\/span> But since I rented the car in town instead, the tax was only <span style=\"font-style: italic;font-weight: bold\">25%<\/span>).<br \/>\nWe stayed at <a href=\"http:\/\/marriott.com\/property\/propertypage\/phxtm\">The Buttes<\/a> which is a really beautiful hotel:<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8260541.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260541.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nAs you can see from the picture, it&#8217;s built around a mountain and used the rocks from the mountain in it&#8217;s design.  Here is a shot from the rear:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280006.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280006.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nThere are two pools that connect under a bridge:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8260496.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260496.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div class=\"fullpost\">\nThey even have an outdoor bar that they keep misted all day:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8260570.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260570.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nThey misted the front of the hotel, as well:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8300456.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8300456.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nMisting is pretty big in Phoenix. I even saw a Starbucks that misted.<br \/>\nThere was a bridge  to our room:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8260483.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260483.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>This was the view from the hotel:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8260504.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260504.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nHere is a beautiful sunset we saw on my last night there:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8300473.0.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8300473.0.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nHere is a shot of one of the hotel&#8217;s restaurants, Top of the Rock, it was the expensive restaurant, very expense:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8260524.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260524.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nThis was my meal:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8300478.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8300478.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nThe tall things are mashed potatoes.<br \/>\nThis was my favorite place to have breakfast at the hotel:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280002.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280002.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>I really missed staying at the Hampton Inn because it cost me $15 to have breakfast, though it was very good.  I usually had French toast and sausage.<br \/>\nI spent the weekend in our hotel room on the Internet (I had to pay for Internet and I was too happy about it) while Doug worked but by Monday I was ready to go and I rented a car and headed for Tuscan.  I thought that there wouldn&#8217;t be too much between Tuscan and Phoenix but I was wrong!  There was a huge Walmart and at least two Crackle Barrels, gas stations, outlets and strip malls.  And even a prison.<br \/>\nI love the Desert Museum because it&#8217;s not too big and it&#8217;s a great place to see both the local animals and the local plants.  Plus I love the Hummingbird exhibit.  Here are some of the shots from the Desert Museum:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280004.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280004.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280097.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280097.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280084.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280084.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280081.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280081.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280041.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280041.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280007.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280007.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280160.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280160.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280151.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280151.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280132.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280132.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280129.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280129.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nAfter I left the Hummingbird building, I almost stepped on this:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8280013.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8280013.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>On Tuesday, Doug and I went to Sedona:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8290129.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8290129.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8290137.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8290137.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8290201.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8290201.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8290219.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8290219.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8290217.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8290217.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>In Sedona, I almost bought a T-shirt that had been dyed with the red dirt<br \/>\nThen we drove around downtown Phoenix:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8290361.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8290361.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8290384.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8290384.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8290383.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8290383.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8290365.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8290365.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nOn Wednesday, I went shopping in Scottsdale:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8300436.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8300436.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/1600\/P8300427.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px;text-align: center;cursor: pointer\" src=\"https:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8300427.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>I parked my car and walked around Old Tuscan until I realized it was way too hot to walk around at 2:00 in the afternoon.  I decided to grab a milkshake at Sonic and head back to the hotel and start packing for my return flight the next day.<br \/>\nPhoenix is a wonderful place to visit, even in the heat.  It was over 100 degrees the entire time I was sightseeing but it&#8217;s dry heat so it isn&#8217;t so bad :-).  In NJ, if it was over 100 degrees, I wouldn&#8217;t be able to breath because of the humidity but in Phoenix, I could.<br \/>\nOne great thing about going to Phoenix in August, bargains!  August is their off season so I  got half off all the silver jewelry I bought!  So, I bought myself and early birthday present, it saves Doug from having to go shopping.  Plus I spent less on the guilt buying I did for my daughters \ud83d\ude42<br \/>\nTags: <span class=\"tags\"><a href=\"http:\/\/technorati.com\/tag\/Phoenix\" rel=\"tag\">Phoenix<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/technorati.com\/tag\/car+rentals\" rel=\"tag\">car rentals<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/technorati.com\/tag\/vacation\" rel=\"tag\">vacation<\/a>\n<\/div>\n<p><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So, my husband told me in July that he was going to Phoenix at the end of August for business and I decided that I wanted to join him. He wasn&#8217;t too eager for me to go because he was going to be busy for most of the trip but I didn&#8217;t care, I thought&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":307,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1274","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life-under-the-sun"],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v23.9 - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ -->\n<title>More on my trip to Phoenix - Reformed Chicks Blabbing<\/title>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"en_US\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"More on my trip to Phoenix - Reformed Chicks Blabbing\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"So, my husband told me in July that he was going to Phoenix at the end of August for business and I decided that I wanted to join him. He wasn&#8217;t too eager for me to go because he was going to be busy for most of the trip but I didn&#8217;t care, I thought&hellip;\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:url\" content=\"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:site_name\" content=\"Reformed Chicks Blabbing\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:published_time\" content=\"2006-09-03T01:33:00+00:00\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:image\" content=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260541.jpg\" \/>\n<meta name=\"author\" content=\"michele\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:card\" content=\"summary_large_image\" \/>\n<!-- \/ Yoast SEO plugin. -->","yoast_head_json":{"title":"More on my trip to Phoenix - Reformed Chicks Blabbing","robots":{"index":"index","follow":"follow","max-snippet":"max-snippet:-1","max-image-preview":"max-image-preview:large","max-video-preview":"max-video-preview:-1"},"canonical":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html","og_locale":"en_US","og_type":"article","og_title":"More on my trip to Phoenix - Reformed Chicks Blabbing","og_description":"So, my husband told me in July that he was going to Phoenix at the end of August for business and I decided that I wanted to join him. He wasn&#8217;t too eager for me to go because he was going to be busy for most of the trip but I didn&#8217;t care, I thought&hellip;","og_url":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html","og_site_name":"Reformed Chicks Blabbing","article_published_time":"2006-09-03T01:33:00+00:00","og_image":[{"url":"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260541.jpg"}],"author":"michele","twitter_card":"summary_large_image","schema":{"@context":"https:\/\/schema.org","@graph":[{"@type":"WebPage","@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html","url":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html","name":"More on my trip to Phoenix - Reformed Chicks Blabbing","isPartOf":{"@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/#website"},"primaryImageOfPage":{"@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html#primaryimage"},"image":{"@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html#primaryimage"},"thumbnailUrl":"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260541.jpg","datePublished":"2006-09-03T01:33:00+00:00","dateModified":"2006-09-03T01:33:00+00:00","author":{"@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/#\/schema\/person\/8de1e1f06613d0c6f3bd8a276ac94ab0"},"breadcrumb":{"@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html#breadcrumb"},"inLanguage":"en-US","potentialAction":[{"@type":"ReadAction","target":["https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html"]}]},{"@type":"ImageObject","inLanguage":"en-US","@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html#primaryimage","url":"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260541.jpg","contentUrl":"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/736\/2127\/320\/P8260541.jpg"},{"@type":"BreadcrumbList","@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/2006\/09\/more-on-my-trip-to-phoenix.html#breadcrumb","itemListElement":[{"@type":"ListItem","position":1,"name":"Home","item":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing"},{"@type":"ListItem","position":2,"name":"More on my trip to Phoenix"}]},{"@type":"WebSite","@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/#website","url":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/","name":"Reformed Chicks Blabbing","description":"Politics and current events from a Reformed perspective, by Michele McGinty","potentialAction":[{"@type":"SearchAction","target":{"@type":"EntryPoint","urlTemplate":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/?s={search_term_string}"},"query-input":{"@type":"PropertyValueSpecification","valueRequired":true,"valueName":"search_term_string"}}],"inLanguage":"en-US"},{"@type":"Person","@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/#\/schema\/person\/8de1e1f06613d0c6f3bd8a276ac94ab0","name":"michele","image":{"@type":"ImageObject","inLanguage":"en-US","@id":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/#\/schema\/person\/image\/","url":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/?s=96&d=mm&r=g","contentUrl":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/?s=96&d=mm&r=g","caption":"michele"},"url":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/author\/michele"}]}},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1274","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/307"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1274"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1274\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1274"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1274"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/reformedchicksblabbing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1274"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}