tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51963072403930585112024-03-13T12:32:33.269-04:00Steps of FaithGod doesn't ask us to change our lives in one moment, he just asks that we trust him every step of the way, as he leads us through it.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-66844199898436326082010-08-30T11:45:00.003-04:002010-08-30T11:53:36.607-04:00Just What I Needed!As I am preparing for an INCREDIBLY busy September, I'm beginning to get a little bit overwhelmed, waking at 2am, making mental lists in my head, not able to sleep. Not good for a Monday morning. And of course, as God knows each of us intimately, knows exactly what we need and when we need it, I open my devotions this morning to this verse.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Psalms 116:7 Return to your rest, O my soul, for the LORD has dealt bountifully with you.<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span><br /><br />There is a LOT going on right now. God continues to supply our every single need. (I didn't say wants, I said NEEDS) And then sometimes he blesses us with a want, just because he loves us SO much. But he knows my every thought...he knows how to speak to me...and he's reminding me to rest. One foot in front of the other. One step at a time. HE will accomplish what needs to be done. HE will finish the GOOD work he's begun in me. THANK YOU LORD!!!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-28635044362881867412010-03-09T15:35:00.004-05:002010-03-09T15:42:10.020-05:00Lack of BloggingI wonder sometimes if I should just forget about sleep in order to blog, since I can't seem to find the time to do it. It's either this or Facebook and I'm connected to more people on FB....I'm not sure ANYONE reads my blog.........:::crickets chirping:::......see, I thought not! ;)<br /><br />I'm embarking on new journeys and I think God is testing me to see JUST HOW MUCH I'm willing to surrender for Him. I'll let you know if I pass.... ;)Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-89248628172556824182010-02-06T13:50:00.004-05:002010-02-06T13:56:27.852-05:00Snow Day!Great thing about being snowed in today is lots of prep time for our SUPERBOWL festivities tomorrow!!!<br /><br />Here's just one of the little things Matthew and I just did. FUN! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhns1UyrMvIXTDTVZlrnJ86GS1P0UnJfBMchrGhmbSj-YTjWfe7kZYRZKnqZeHG65qusAAP1v_44WXYd_JtYrCWBLLYqjmriRR25eG2avq4llszAd3a9VhWricnWezV19t2KgUuKDyOXDVu/s1600-h/food+002.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhns1UyrMvIXTDTVZlrnJ86GS1P0UnJfBMchrGhmbSj-YTjWfe7kZYRZKnqZeHG65qusAAP1v_44WXYd_JtYrCWBLLYqjmriRR25eG2avq4llszAd3a9VhWricnWezV19t2KgUuKDyOXDVu/s320/food+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435205616650645218" /></a> <br /><br />Now off to make the hummus!!<br /><br />GO COLTS!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr9qDSIQFl0W5RyUz7khpc9-GQJUy_DvjPONcFXdc2IJVM5rFBm0tsZ_b6SOAU2TONKQHfv9WXpymLOXcC-fH_K1ajn8ikV_y9EwH7OxYmkmPdJ4Vi9www4tOMz9nzYjmXby6iHjXbmECY/s1600-h/16863_271116841782_271114096782_3860675_8083810_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr9qDSIQFl0W5RyUz7khpc9-GQJUy_DvjPONcFXdc2IJVM5rFBm0tsZ_b6SOAU2TONKQHfv9WXpymLOXcC-fH_K1ajn8ikV_y9EwH7OxYmkmPdJ4Vi9www4tOMz9nzYjmXby6iHjXbmECY/s320/16863_271116841782_271114096782_3860675_8083810_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435206132624220194" /></a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-58710635181850587092010-01-23T06:47:00.003-05:002010-01-23T07:03:24.891-05:00Healing RainIn early December 2009, my dear friend, Melissa Espiritu, was given the diagnosis of a rare, aggressive form of stage 4 gastric cancer. She is a pastor's wife, mother of 6 beautiful girls, ages 19-6, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, and a dear, precious friend. <br /><br />God is using this journey of pain & disease in Melissa's life to bring glory to himself. Doctors, with scientific knowledge, had given Melissa 3 months to make memories, spend time with her family & friends, and say goodbye. God, on the other hand, is revealing himself to people in amazing, incredible ways, and is giving Melissa strength, energy, and most of all....healing. <br /><br />As He draws different people, from different denominations, each week together in Melissa's family room, surrounding her with song, prayer, praise, prophesy and HEALING, HE is becoming the BEACON OF HOPE that our city, our county, so DESPERATELY needs!<br /><br />If we, as Christians, as those who have FAITH in Jesus Christ, believe that God is EXACTLY who he says he is, and believe HIS WORD is true, then WE BELIEVE that he is the God of MIRACLES, and that our dear, precious friend, Melissa, will be COMPLETELY healed, live a long, healthy life, and see ALL of her daughters grow into beautiful grown women of God, just like their momma!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/31D2g7t5Bjs&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/31D2g7t5Bjs&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-46479898354625385172010-01-19T16:07:00.004-05:002010-01-19T16:12:49.402-05:00RespondentsRemember that name......God has annointed them and blessed them with talent that is pleasing and glorifying to Him! <br /><br />Please go here <a href="http://www.thenakedgospelproject.com/index.php">The Naked Gospel Project</a href> and register, listen to their song, Grace Through Faith, and vote for it (DAILY)!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-90160988568575134682009-12-31T10:53:00.002-05:002009-12-31T11:06:43.976-05:00Closing Out The YearI'm not going to waste time explaining my lack of writing, because by now, you all know what a horrible blogger I am. I also won't waste your time by promising to write more in the coming year because I really don't know that I can. But I'll try....how's that? <br /><br />This year has been full of ups & downs, as most people can say. Personally, I'm at a place, spiritually, that I've never been before. My faith is stronger, my trust is deeper and the refining fire has been H.O.T.!!! <br /><br />I'm a woman of few words, but I pray each day that my actions will reflect my character & integrity, and that others will be inspired to live & BE for God, as they take THEIR steps of faith in the new year. <br /><br />Blessings,<br />KimKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-16585499897086448092009-09-18T10:04:00.002-04:002009-09-18T10:08:57.170-04:00Voice of TruthI've just been thinking a lot this morning about all the "things" we do to feel loved and accepted. I pray that I have and will continue to instill in my children that there is NOTHING they have to do to be loved and accepted. God loves us because he created us. There is nothing that this world can tell me or do to me that's going to change that. I CHOOSE to listen & believe the Voice of Truth.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KwsvqVmFV6Y&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KwsvqVmFV6Y&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-3641948714639049532009-09-08T06:09:00.002-04:002009-09-08T06:11:37.535-04:00Something smells in here!Yep...it's the "stinkiness" of my blogging!! I shouldn't even be allowed to have a blog! :)<br /><br />Perhaps I should do some blog-cleaning!<br /><br />This concludes my thoughts on that subject at 6am. <br /><br />Blessings!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-70763526983378930692009-05-28T09:59:00.003-04:002009-05-28T10:08:44.963-04:00Thankful ThursdayI'm incredibly weepy and humble and grateful today....so I needed to write a Thankful Thursday post....<br /><br />Thankful for a hard working, loving, compassionate husband, who is seeking God for wisdom and direction and perseverance.<br /><br />Thankful that my daughter is coming home with a broken heart for the people of South Africa, with the deepest love down in the depths of her spirit for God and what he wants for her life.<br /><br />Thankful for a son who is growing closer to Jesus each day as he learns and searches and loves.<br /><br />Thankful for the gift of music. It speaks to the heart like nothing else.<br /><br />Thankful for opportunities to grow closer to my Abba Father. <br /><br />Thankful for guidance from the Holy Spirit in my daily walk with God. His still small voice.<br /><br />Thankful for tears.....they wash my soul.....Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-37593661243009424602009-05-12T14:16:00.003-04:002009-05-12T14:22:54.925-04:00World TravelerI don't know how to write something without getting all sappy and reflective and going on and on and on about my kid, so I'll just share one of the things that's happening in our family right now.<br /><br />Peanut is flying out of O'Hare airport at 5pm, bound first for London...a 12 hour lay-over, and then on to Johannesburg, South Africa. She'll be there until flying back to Chicago on the 29th.....she's going with a mission group from the church she attends up in No. Indiana. <br /><br />My baby is so grown up.....sigh. <br /><br />Lord, keep her safe, give her rest, and make her heart overflow with love for each one she comes in contact with. She's yours, use her for YOUR glory!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-62834555776256808252009-04-30T05:34:00.003-04:002009-04-30T05:54:28.733-04:00ThankfulnessI realize I'm a really stinky blogger. It's a fact.<br /><br />I've been up since 3:09 this morning. This is when I got a txt from our precious, dear friends that their third child had just been born. Mommy & Baby are doing just fine and I cannot wait until the break of dawn, so I can begin my day, take Matthew to school, Mike to work and go get me some baby lovin'. :) <br /><br />The past few days I've just been in awe of God's goodness and love and can't seem to stop the flow of tears and overwhelming thankfulness that won't stop pouring from my heart. HE receives all the glory for my life. HE receives all the praise for answered prayers. HE receives the glory for ALL...........<br /><br />Last week, my dear friend Ginger's daughter, Sarah, was in a horrible car accident. She was life-lined to Indy. She was texting while she was driving. She ended up with 37 or 38 stitches in her face and a fractured sternum, but was spared from death by God's great mercy and given another chance at the life that He has planned for her. You see, as a child, Sarah prayed and accepted Jesus into her heart and was baptized. But as she grew up, she was running further and further away from God. She even began questioning and declaring he didn't exist. But last week, God proved to her that he did indeed exist and has had his hand on her life from the very beginning of her life....and through God's great mercy and the prayers of faithful warriors, Sarah recognized exactly who it was who spared her life and turned her heart back to God. She is a new creature in Christ and her new life, her second chance to give HIM glory, has just begun. <br /><br />Lord, I am in awe!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-9202168782412177612009-01-27T17:10:00.007-05:002009-01-27T17:20:15.364-05:00Isn't it ironic?I don't know....you draw your own conclusions.<br /><br />BUTT....(yes...pun intended here! HAHA!) <br /><br />I just HAD to post this today because <a href="http://gregsgeneralstore.blogspot.com/2009/01/american-standard.html">Greg wrote a great post</a href> today about American Standard potties...only it really wasn't about the potty...but it's a funny one! Check it out!<br /><br />Not long ago my hubby, son and I were staying in a hotel for a quick overnight....and this is what we found. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrkLTu2JMg7rrDR8JZ8bCbmlrapG3q7uR4TGWH1fnMcwKHIRD18EOLM7rn2Y1fIdR2QiuyToqo0NTm6uvX0Mu55x6y-YWKrETNYVmnU0_yXPlcny1Oqqgka-P5bNz0kQ-d1MAuohsz5dBY/s1600-h/dec08+032.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrkLTu2JMg7rrDR8JZ8bCbmlrapG3q7uR4TGWH1fnMcwKHIRD18EOLM7rn2Y1fIdR2QiuyToqo0NTm6uvX0Mu55x6y-YWKrETNYVmnU0_yXPlcny1Oqqgka-P5bNz0kQ-d1MAuohsz5dBY/s320/dec08+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296100586838094306" /></a><br /><br />Please look closer at the "name" of the potty.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgivF_V2UMZTocYgeVnT3xRjPvLR7inD4NsLICg9lHbCjzt2q8lzJK7Zoh2H6T2vbspXxifX0ebZ-If8i2WtUwiIYk4iRa0zYXTgha_Y8l9YPqzuvv0EBWqZ20bO0D9wURCGQ-tEuhW0Lo-/s1600-h/dec08+031.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgivF_V2UMZTocYgeVnT3xRjPvLR7inD4NsLICg9lHbCjzt2q8lzJK7Zoh2H6T2vbspXxifX0ebZ-If8i2WtUwiIYk4iRa0zYXTgha_Y8l9YPqzuvv0EBWqZ20bO0D9wURCGQ-tEuhW0Lo-/s320/dec08+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296100799864846082" /></a><br /><br />Now...I'm not trying to be cynical or get into any debates about the state of our churches today, (and I KNOW it isn't ALL of them...) but I'm just sayin'.....Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-51489054061765394362009-01-26T00:00:00.000-05:002009-01-26T00:00:00.936-05:00My FirstbornI think that every momma looks back on their child's life each year as they celebrate their birthdays and wonder....."Where has the time gone?" I get especially sentimental and weepy around this time of year because we celebrate both Boo's AND Peanut's birthdays! <br /><br />20 years ago this one became the center of our universe.....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-20iffqOtzIokqmjXQpsHWM2UKUYHubhRtvTDv41iIuhlpbrD8xcxH4RGr8Lui80-d8wdjnV4WuTHQpQGLDCmTl-Zd_UCPIcDmIvGoMu1FMSKfDX91f3bDxCaE0IYEe331GLgBmOBaxoi/s1600-h/scan0028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-20iffqOtzIokqmjXQpsHWM2UKUYHubhRtvTDv41iIuhlpbrD8xcxH4RGr8Lui80-d8wdjnV4WuTHQpQGLDCmTl-Zd_UCPIcDmIvGoMu1FMSKfDX91f3bDxCaE0IYEe331GLgBmOBaxoi/s320/scan0028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295457465278865234" /></a><br /><br />HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-65743172176284988372009-01-18T07:03:00.006-05:002009-01-18T07:10:20.420-05:00My Boo..I had planned on celebrating my little man here today anyway, and then Greg at <a href="http://gregsgeneralstore.blogspot.com/2009/01/double-tag.html">Greg's General Store</a href> had played along on a tag...go to your photo files, choose the 4th folder and post the 4th picture in that folder. So I told him I would do the same...<br /><br />Well here it is! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNVXEBjJckGtO8KnXEg9vASJZEq90YrYtVgHx8Nu_Dwse_EyFjifiNwgyoyWYABYCT9FJAP44xvP4q23SRHjCPJjDVttWUa6zzNlPGiwqw3H4tol-qy90slIc-RxCEsxkYwjxr-NMjNnBu/s1600-h/IMG_0245.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNVXEBjJckGtO8KnXEg9vASJZEq90YrYtVgHx8Nu_Dwse_EyFjifiNwgyoyWYABYCT9FJAP44xvP4q23SRHjCPJjDVttWUa6zzNlPGiwqw3H4tol-qy90slIc-RxCEsxkYwjxr-NMjNnBu/s320/IMG_0245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292603973276851778" /></a><br /><br />This was my little man in Kindergarten...getting ready for Camp something or other in their classroom for that day. <br /><br />And today, he turns 9! HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOO!!! You were prayed for, and God answered our prayers....you truly are a "Gift from God". <br /><br />sidenote: when, btw, do I have to stop calling him "Boo"?? When he's 15? 20?Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-58356747876829234432009-01-08T17:37:00.010-05:002009-01-08T18:18:04.703-05:00Stranded...First of all I want to state the incredibly obvious and say, "I am a HORRIBLE blogger!" I was chatting with a friend the other night and she asked when I was going to update my blog and I assured her I would do it soon, but that truly, I don't lead a very exciting life and am not generally good with words, so really, why would anyone want to read my blog?<br /><br />And then something terribly exciting and adventuresome happened....<br /><br />Are you ready for this? Sitting on the edge of your seats? Ready to laugh your head off?<br /><br />It all began.....<br /><br />We have one vehicle to drive in our family, and I needed to take Peanut back up to school after Christmas break, so my parents, who are ALWAYS incredibly helpful in these instances, offered their van to us so that my hubby could have the car we have to drive to work.<br /><br />I taught water aerobics on Wednesday morning and our plan was to leave (K & I) as soon as I got home...around 9:45-10am. On my way home from the gym, the power steering went out on the van, so I called my dad. He then borrowed my Grandma's car, and they brought my dad's truck to us so that we could go ahead with our plans. They had the van towed (it ended up being the water pump...it sprayed fluid on a belt and it slipped off) and we finally got on our way at 11:30am. <br /><br />We were havin' a GREAT trip! The roads were completely clear! The sun was trying to peek through the clouds. We had the music jammin', we were talking about all we hadn't caught up on in the past couple of weeks, we were rollin' right along and I was on course to get her and her (incredibly large pile of) stuff delivered to school and return home by 8ish Wed. evening. We were literally 30 minutes from South Bend...ALMOST to our destination...(remember it takes 3-3 1/2 hours to get there)...and the oil gauge plummets and the "check gauges" light comes on. <br /><br />Earlier, before we had left, my dad explained to me that this might happen. That there was a sensor messed up, and that it would recover. <br /><br />It wasn't recovering........<br /><br />It started knocking.........<br /><br />I immediately pulled off the main highway, turned onto a side street and off to the side of someone's long driveway. In the middle of farm country. No town or service station or anything "public" close by. We were....stranded.<br /><br />I called my dad, and making an incredibly exciting (read:boring) story short, they were coming to get us.....so, we waited, and waited, and waited......remember, it's a 3-3 1/2 hour drive to our destination, we were almost there!!!!!! They had to tie up loose ends at home and they left to make "The Rescue". By the time they reached us... (thank you Lord, for technology, cell phones, and wireless internet connections in the middle of farm country in north central Indiana!!!!!)...we had a 3 1/2 hour adventure in the truck, on the side of the road! <br /><br />Now most of you who will read this know me personally, so you know that I just looked at the bright side of it all, and K and I had us a party!! We laughed! and we crocheted! and we sang! and we thanked God for all the blessings that were coming out of this! and we prayed for safety, talked on the phone, texted with our friends, and just made the best of our great adventure!<br /><br />And of course, what kind of "paparazzi" goes anywhere without her camera to document what MIGHT happen?!?! Not this one!!! <br /><br />The view around us...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNnw1B4iRd4CpLBxdM9D0mh3zRgenzE8h9QJLuGFy2drI4J84BFJkAnubgbFj0c2n4jCE0zcQyFdS0jSjO2GF6870x_JpCysaW9IFKpN6qBfaQ3fmsdoRcQHHll2FuIzEsg9Nd2o4gf7_/s1600-h/stranded+on+US31+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNnw1B4iRd4CpLBxdM9D0mh3zRgenzE8h9QJLuGFy2drI4J84BFJkAnubgbFj0c2n4jCE0zcQyFdS0jSjO2GF6870x_JpCysaW9IFKpN6qBfaQ3fmsdoRcQHHll2FuIzEsg9Nd2o4gf7_/s320/stranded+on+US31+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289063705773971330" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWpEXwRuaodxk-k1J1OFOl9QLSQTwAbqwHZ4q0y2TtBJqKIy5JqIgMUqnuZc3FapG4Jo1mQ_7EAN3V7g45cv4Ae885-EDi6WMFU5GY07FkJDBD0xwrChdjp53dGzbVHasIAKcLIumy0GW9/s1600-h/stranded+on+US31+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqk6SUEgTEnp5meR0aGJpCw1mrIqyBa1Jzi0jc1By-m8zAV1vLypuppNkXmHTNLriR7Y80LjZM2-cwpiVjD9AMrhOHrvjQyR7wM_vdQqoDUseo60NUSXbNkNCpFsHR9cbzPX6Rnsk2R-w9/s320/stranded+on+US31+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289064090000059554" /></a><br /><br />Our HAPPY FACES!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0l7OdI91xvz0JN3tb5sSR2afmRInn-oWhnOryDLkFpEE223ONZoLo6v526cTwWiq8QvK1GYnkmXD983uGAzS-PdMsMkv9Oc1Vudu7j9tqIQbAh-6oMMW58xH_cvMoq_Dar2mTA8drhVP1/s1600-h/stranded+on+US31+008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0l7OdI91xvz0JN3tb5sSR2afmRInn-oWhnOryDLkFpEE223ONZoLo6v526cTwWiq8QvK1GYnkmXD983uGAzS-PdMsMkv9Oc1Vudu7j9tqIQbAh-6oMMW58xH_cvMoq_Dar2mTA8drhVP1/s320/stranded+on+US31+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289064495619769026" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb88nwMnEn_d4UoOafT1-56v_bQmADj-rvti9x3r27p-eItBP-ANp0Bm-of5C0Enq6i-HMLBIachLefJj6maWCBmjW_G54BlD_IXRAL4xUsC2InwW3CbVkN4Su7hcG11oJ98Ptw1xt67Dd/s1600-h/stranded+on+US31+007.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQTxDip6SK0_EumbVR5KPEQC4QCKO5ilUOyxJpaVCQsTJtljf2XdRSajs-YoV7vTUSxxJNsk-6zOhBth5pLhpxtJLo5qL0dvkCmJYJYBwDfJGW2bgh27ZJvpKsXnfsmg6GLjksmQLPjoix/s320/stranded+on+US31+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289065216812345570" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQUaBTAvZbrawxw18LsZEWAaULDNxsJscv7xxAMtCBkqig3APyKy5yAnlraTg7SVzNoU-V6u6oPaR9XTqionC1SCI2K44UARbZX_y89D1xWhOk1Vd_VcsnFP3MEq7pH19dasnIZo2h7ew/s1600-h/stranded+on+US31+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQUaBTAvZbrawxw18LsZEWAaULDNxsJscv7xxAMtCBkqig3APyKy5yAnlraTg7SVzNoU-V6u6oPaR9XTqionC1SCI2K44UARbZX_y89D1xWhOk1Vd_VcsnFP3MEq7pH19dasnIZo2h7ew/s320/stranded+on+US31+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289065209989333986" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQxi1-RmZ7Ot3BltVewx1q0i-blOrRGygRsxkhoVimWzuib1SHctTf5PywrjWasNZjfg2x9bs-uq7j1wtLg-r2LrSW9-UL2YxXpv5CltYTcOdxe2qHvHXf1OuQgpB5T9mJDjxEvZq5j9a/s1600-h/stranded+on+US31+013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNQxi1-RmZ7Ot3BltVewx1q0i-blOrRGygRsxkhoVimWzuib1SHctTf5PywrjWasNZjfg2x9bs-uq7j1wtLg-r2LrSW9-UL2YxXpv5CltYTcOdxe2qHvHXf1OuQgpB5T9mJDjxEvZq5j9a/s320/stranded+on+US31+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289065204958742194" /></a><br /><br />The end of the story is just as exciting (read:boring) as the rest...K (and all her stuff) has been delivered to school, I finally made it home a little after midnight, and all is right with the fam now. My parents already have their van back and the truck is in the shop!Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-78316409004702946972008-12-09T22:36:00.005-05:002008-12-09T22:44:47.922-05:00"But Mommy, I Can't Wait!"Santa's Secret Shop is full of nic nacs, silly toys, plastic "junk" that is sure to eventually find it's way to the trash can, the rummage pile, or the bottom of the toy box. It's an opportunity for kiddos to give someone special to them a little something for Christmas. Sometimes, it gets wrapped, and makes it under the tree, to be opened on Christmas Day...<br /><br />Sometimes they just can't wait...<br /><br />And they're priceless treasures that will be put away in a special place to be remembered for years......<br /><br />Gold butterfly ring, with two red stones, sure to turn my finger green in a matter of days....<br /><br />Priceless.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv8TU16bmqRPK1YqO5UfxTqf3EVD_yN9qw9U0knBvc_TqC6UxrH31BBYyWZjDqChrVEwEaTjTEBsoQJSzM3NJq3hpQvByMjpO6SFVIMov8O1F9ffV1WB5-imk1_hm7Yo-AI2Z6_ySVTCk2/s1600-h/dec08+014.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv8TU16bmqRPK1YqO5UfxTqf3EVD_yN9qw9U0knBvc_TqC6UxrH31BBYyWZjDqChrVEwEaTjTEBsoQJSzM3NJq3hpQvByMjpO6SFVIMov8O1F9ffV1WB5-imk1_hm7Yo-AI2Z6_ySVTCk2/s320/dec08+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278001798218209266" /></a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-16112824998557285962008-12-09T22:22:00.004-05:002008-12-09T22:33:55.135-05:00Baby Got Some Pipes!!!This past weekend we traveled north for 4 1/2 hours through a nasty snowstorm on a trip that usually takes 3 hours. <br /><br />But I would have WALKED through said snowstorm to hear my baby girl sing...<br /><br /><OBJECT class=BLOG_video_class id=BLOG_video-e09cb0f3d8ff5c0e height=266 width=320 contentId="e09cb0f3d8ff5c0e"></OBJECT>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-24944769811235746602008-11-25T05:03:00.004-05:002008-11-25T05:10:12.836-05:00The Joy In My Heart!Peanut's comin' home today!! Tonight, she'll be sleeping HERE! And sleeping....and sleeping....and sleeping............ <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuV1iAIAqsAlh0nYrWnupe8MoqfGD0Sp719uQKuMHWynmga-t4nCFPusrUbwCit9By1YRebCGOxFlD57fZf2Gr4dPV3NzG_hs_VhxpCSij8yXQvT3XNuIQRbtOeGaAz9NBazaLtPHpPVoF/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuV1iAIAqsAlh0nYrWnupe8MoqfGD0Sp719uQKuMHWynmga-t4nCFPusrUbwCit9By1YRebCGOxFlD57fZf2Gr4dPV3NzG_hs_VhxpCSij8yXQvT3XNuIQRbtOeGaAz9NBazaLtPHpPVoF/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272534576337193058" /></a><br /><br />.......and like any normal college kid, she's bringing home mounds of laundry as well... *deep contented sigh* ...bring it on!<br /><br />Another reason I am looking forward to this day is to see the joy on Boo's face! He misses his sister SO much and has been counting down the days for her to come home, "for 5 WHOLE nights!"<br /><br />Blessings!<br />Happy MommaKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-72393048790622878532008-11-17T16:31:00.004-05:002008-11-17T16:39:14.633-05:00Fall Into Flavor<a href="http://2nd-cup-of-coffee.blogspot.com/2008/10/falling-into-flavor.html"><img border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253097159800265394" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigRbPoJbjlGeZwf4hA91Dw1hCMsTVFKyTvCKpOmxHzpiCoDZd98FQqJX1DVmn5tE9NN5WQymGcWzbN1rEVde82D4OzuYV0b-YDyGzLafeAEjy_h_EE_YPs1aIZSRC20zgWr_Xd705Iyu7Z/s200/Fall+into+Flavor5.jpg"/></a><br/><br /><br />I know I've failed miserably on Fall Into Flavor recently, but it's really REALLY hard to post butter, sinful, deliciousness when I'm DESPARATELY trying to watch every calorie that goes into my mouth! HAHA!<br /><br />So I thought today, I'd post a recipe I recently found while searching for spinach dishes.....and this one has 3 different cheeses in it (actually it has 4 if you want to count the Parm on top!), so though not low-fat, there is NO butter! :) This would be a fantastic addition to a Thanksgiving feast!!<br /><br /><b><u>Baked Spinach with Three Cheeses</b></u><br /><br />1 medium onion, finely chopped <br />1/2 cup crumbled feta cheese <br />1/2 cup grated Edam cheese <br />1/4 cup crumbled blue cheese <br />2 tablespoons chopped fresh dill <br />1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg <br />2 tablespoons fresh bread crumbs <br />1 egg yolk <br />3 tablespoons olive oil <br />2 (10-ounce) packages ready-to-use fresh baby spinach <br />2 tablespoons grated Parmesan cheese<br /> <br />1. Preheat oven to 350*C (175*C). Lightly butter a 12-inch oval gratin pan or an 11 x 7-inch baking dish. <br />2. Mix onion, feta cheese, Edam cheese, blue cheese, dill, nutmeg, bread crumbs, egg yolk and nutmeg in a small bowl. Set aside. <br />3. In a large pot or Dutch oven, heat olive oil over medium-high heat. Add spinach and saute until wilted and juices evaporate, about 3 minutes. Transfer to strainer; drain well. Shake strainer up and down to remove as much liquid as possible. <br />4. Arrange spinach in prepared baking dish. It will make a thin layer. Top with onion mixture. Sprinkle with Parmesan. Bake until heated through, about 20 minutes. <br />5. Heat broiler. Broil spinach, about 6 inches from broiler element, until cheese is golden brown on top, watching closely to prevent burning, about 2 minutes. <br />6. Serve warm or hot.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-682656267118042922008-11-08T22:09:00.011-05:002008-11-08T22:27:39.963-05:00Good Friends, Good Food, Good Times!I am so very blessed to have such great friends in my life. Connie is one of those precious people in my life that I am blessed to call friend. And I got to spend my day with her today! <br /><br />We shopped for sassy duds we want our Hubba Hubba Hubbys to buy for us for Christmas!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1s8C5BdJaHIPvW6PnY2-TjBDA3-kpjlPEiFLNw8Og7fR3u2moj8I5WSWW4ydozFNu4Or4cMye9I2hrbJ89N-rEVW3etdLgSDkrikCojQ9m-ChsGDGU7aq9mJ3BoSjMeK4AsN4XcCzB59S/s1600-h/Bazaar+Day+08+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1s8C5BdJaHIPvW6PnY2-TjBDA3-kpjlPEiFLNw8Og7fR3u2moj8I5WSWW4ydozFNu4Or4cMye9I2hrbJ89N-rEVW3etdLgSDkrikCojQ9m-ChsGDGU7aq9mJ3BoSjMeK4AsN4XcCzB59S/s320/Bazaar+Day+08+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491207994084274" /></a><br /><br />We ate at the WONDERFUL <a href="http://www.hollyhockhill.com">Hollyhock Hill Restaurant</a href>.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiidIDXy-Sc1BLzudrsptcxATga_QUze2TuJbJOPqZKnoknM5vNjvnSCA7QjeK3pjSSHet8RAo_2T8A734IpXpypvl-yA3YSjOSN3LzyLGJbIK19OBooDkpwjwZIONY-bTwMCE-R-zyH3bz/s1600-h/Bazaar+Day+08+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiidIDXy-Sc1BLzudrsptcxATga_QUze2TuJbJOPqZKnoknM5vNjvnSCA7QjeK3pjSSHet8RAo_2T8A734IpXpypvl-yA3YSjOSN3LzyLGJbIK19OBooDkpwjwZIONY-bTwMCE-R-zyH3bz/s320/Bazaar+Day+08+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266491827972051538" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4r_1pCpHoFPfZmhLHZ1okwEKiX1J65juCtISS7gUTLvVHn3gxOEAAxScil7zAc6vYnyYKxU4OR2q7_6wKIO7TCLNBeiINWIyfdlfNojqLnKrT_HzndPE0irrnNPhJvXxRfeggSX2xwmmh/s1600-h/Bazaar+Day+08+011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4r_1pCpHoFPfZmhLHZ1okwEKiX1J65juCtISS7gUTLvVHn3gxOEAAxScil7zAc6vYnyYKxU4OR2q7_6wKIO7TCLNBeiINWIyfdlfNojqLnKrT_HzndPE0irrnNPhJvXxRfeggSX2xwmmh/s320/Bazaar+Day+08+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266492027379813794" /></a><br /><br />And we played with the settings on my camera and took cool, random pictures!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3oyt1iL51Xwnxt3rcQ9z7qDqvrFnURurU1oGcztvKQIn6NHwiKhU9H2pEG5STQ1MpGlTLUG66UxgiHD4xA2cu7_BUGIyFbxsYpc73-fsrq5zmeI8U5q2PQgb1xBPCoGrGZ9KgQaOfgAA/s1600-h/Bazaar+Day+08+015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3oyt1iL51Xwnxt3rcQ9z7qDqvrFnURurU1oGcztvKQIn6NHwiKhU9H2pEG5STQ1MpGlTLUG66UxgiHD4xA2cu7_BUGIyFbxsYpc73-fsrq5zmeI8U5q2PQgb1xBPCoGrGZ9KgQaOfgAA/s320/Bazaar+Day+08+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266492484288801986" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpITYpoBk_LtK5H_Ul-Yz6BtpVXO73dClJnhqEnoCcmBBMQ5cV3cROpONVLOX5O75z3JEsjQ6Kw42bom3QZ7X9POI1W_8kK6CWEPoKw9nVS6t1W6Oob0-7WO5_lrC5u0d8pZA87QVYSJQS/s1600-h/Bazaar+Day+08+017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpITYpoBk_LtK5H_Ul-Yz6BtpVXO73dClJnhqEnoCcmBBMQ5cV3cROpONVLOX5O75z3JEsjQ6Kw42bom3QZ7X9POI1W_8kK6CWEPoKw9nVS6t1W6Oob0-7WO5_lrC5u0d8pZA87QVYSJQS/s320/Bazaar+Day+08+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266494226776147106" /></a><br /><br />A WONDERFUL day! I highly recommend a girl's day like we had today! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghWEqhPHFOW_8J88bo5IIsj3W4YabgWCxDFKGXXESNOHNdh1wQGc8dmQ0yxMI9gFugaLwMxFZAty0Qt4YG2d70AsqCMtt1kp05SomDDzE2i6g3idnqJuFO9yJb-7g2MkVRxW01-PNw-H_R/s1600-h/Bazaar+Day+08+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghWEqhPHFOW_8J88bo5IIsj3W4YabgWCxDFKGXXESNOHNdh1wQGc8dmQ0yxMI9gFugaLwMxFZAty0Qt4YG2d70AsqCMtt1kp05SomDDzE2i6g3idnqJuFO9yJb-7g2MkVRxW01-PNw-H_R/s320/Bazaar+Day+08+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266490623482201154" /></a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-23780886447436245372008-11-03T11:47:00.003-05:002008-11-03T11:52:09.383-05:00QUITCHERBELLYACHIN!!How do you politely, yet firmly, inform your new neighbors, who live but mere feet from your doorstep, to please, PLEASE stop the madness?!?! I don't think they realized that there was a time change this weekend...because instead of screaming at each other, at the TOP of their lungs, while going in and out the doors at 6:30am, yesterday morning we were subject to the human alarm clocks at 5:30am.<br /><br />I'm really, REALLY tryin' to be patient...........and pray....I DO pray for them....Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-62013162994240633632008-10-30T16:41:00.004-04:002008-10-30T16:45:54.918-04:00Punkin Fun!It's been YEARS since I've carved a pumpkin. But I'm really glad we did this year...the roasted pumpkin seeds are FABULOUS!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6R8WKNeJ63mAEial2o5BBX8WQnkbJvH7YtdYmw_fvbFv0QC7Gmw_1EeBrN7WN7QaSbyfiztuOWVkx264KkfvDYugxtEU_z4r7bj9aldJFdKzXS0nt8dKfC1qHDFXpEd2WjtBpHXbu3OdD/s1600-h/pumpkin+carving+08+032.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6R8WKNeJ63mAEial2o5BBX8WQnkbJvH7YtdYmw_fvbFv0QC7Gmw_1EeBrN7WN7QaSbyfiztuOWVkx264KkfvDYugxtEU_z4r7bj9aldJFdKzXS0nt8dKfC1qHDFXpEd2WjtBpHXbu3OdD/s320/pumpkin+carving+08+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263050791981539314" /></a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-33237531430067661012008-10-27T23:34:00.004-04:002008-10-27T23:48:20.183-04:00There's No Crying In Football!!BooBoo has always been a big boy (in size), but he's not particularly tough. He's very tender-hearted, and at times can be quite sensitive. But...he's a natural at ball handling, and wanted to try football this season. We signed him up, and after the first practice, he was ready to quit. It was tough! It's one thing to be able to throw a perfect spiral, catch and handle the ball like a pro, and it's a completely different thing to run drills, exercise, and condition while wearing all the pads, gear, helmet, etc. His coaches were tough, but very fair, and wouldn't allow Matthew to make excuses or give up. <br /><br />It all paid off!! Hated it, ready to quit, cried through the first couple of practices, and tonight, he was incredibly sad that the season is over. He made HUGE improvements in every way, and though we, as parents, are super proud of him, it was particularly nice to sit and hear the coaches give him accolades in front of his peers and other parents. It was a nice way to end the season, and we are SO thankful for this experience. And...he'll be back next year! :) (after the coaches were done speaking about Boo, of course, I was crying...to which the Hubster replies, "there's no crying in football!!"...what we've been telling Boo from the beginning! :)...)<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UCKlUfOVZCM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UCKlUfOVZCM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-46148723784547554682008-10-27T11:42:00.009-04:002008-10-27T12:07:10.084-04:00Wonderful Weekend!I know I already told ya'll how busy my week was last week, so I'll just follow it up by saying it was great, but thank God it's over! :) <br /><br />Parent teacher conferences were last Tues. & Wed., and because they have 1/2 days of school, the PTO provides a lunch for the teachers on the first 1/2 day. I am the Hospitality Chairperson for such functions, so I was responsible for taking care of this. I had a picture, but I accidently deleted it from my camera while trying to download. :( We had Boo's conference and he is the proud recipient of all A's & B's on his report card. Way to go buddy!!<br /><br />My niece was getting married this past weekend, and I was doing all the cake, food, etc. for that, so I had to shop and start preparing things early in the week. That consumed a LOT of my time. Plus trying to work in a daily 1-1 & 1/2 hour workout each day, and other normal family activities. But it all came off with a wonderful "hitch" and the bride and groom are off for a few days "honeymooning". <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixTX3ax1cRlx1EbUOyVPdTGOTJxzX0Bj3b5vV_qrQwpvE7lnSdDVs_gY6sS6LoyZBRDhwua4V73jFZMUpHm-xkIdijWdhcTga5O9vvwBo4C569Nqq6hEYq_sO82svObPzUpyh0qf7PihRL/s1600-h/Kayla+and+Gordons+wedding+021.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixTX3ax1cRlx1EbUOyVPdTGOTJxzX0Bj3b5vV_qrQwpvE7lnSdDVs_gY6sS6LoyZBRDhwua4V73jFZMUpHm-xkIdijWdhcTga5O9vvwBo4C569Nqq6hEYq_sO82svObPzUpyh0qf7PihRL/s200/Kayla+and+Gordons+wedding+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261862677163457586" /></a><br /><br />Friday, our dear, precious friends welcomed their new little guy into the world and of course, I had to go squeeze him a bit. He's beautiful, and they're absolutely giddy with love and excitement. Such a tiny little bean! :)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSYKHLXajbkBga60qIWxo0npHW1atfOzZtKtSbqHvaA1-bcUhFioOWv0Sg-hO4h8_kBEgrbF8EM6gF6S6w6Ru5bF9NDcSIBigDQkSWclLRWJY-MAlKltOyoZvig7VPQsoXNPRIJ6HGfBHm/s1600-h/Jonah+Michael+Kinnaird+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSYKHLXajbkBga60qIWxo0npHW1atfOzZtKtSbqHvaA1-bcUhFioOWv0Sg-hO4h8_kBEgrbF8EM6gF6S6w6Ru5bF9NDcSIBigDQkSWclLRWJY-MAlKltOyoZvig7VPQsoXNPRIJ6HGfBHm/s200/Jonah+Michael+Kinnaird+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261863464706051618" /></a><br /><br />Saturday, Boo played in his final football game of the season. He was pretty sad that the season is over. They WON their game, so ended with a 5-2 record, and we couldn't be more proud of him. He came a LONG way from crying at the first practice, saying he wanted to quit, to being sad that the season is over. :) He played his little heart out on Saturday and his big sister and her friends were all there to cheer him on with mom, dad and grandpa! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9vgp3FwedX6EWTLBOCIPwweUvXrPoxgPmiPsDPM7gVyZjFvrjqVTlM8EFtcIIPP7e-0u6AOt8_r_aekoEeUViDwoN3G4NiX3Wa7jLXPVB3gL4diUrxgrxUTTkofJjTzZ4jsHGl_E-PioS/s1600-h/Steelers+playoffs+Oct+08+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9vgp3FwedX6EWTLBOCIPwweUvXrPoxgPmiPsDPM7gVyZjFvrjqVTlM8EFtcIIPP7e-0u6AOt8_r_aekoEeUViDwoN3G4NiX3Wa7jLXPVB3gL4diUrxgrxUTTkofJjTzZ4jsHGl_E-PioS/s200/Steelers+playoffs+Oct+08+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261864542837790002" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVlu6rElcmiN1QueMMy-PBMJFkS_NBLj4CHBBFTKWc40bPI7Osf0Db9JK3Glyl-YLDV_cf2lri_aOgHtlidqQhaOew0vS_vH3YiB5kIE_c0oNrpT73iYriBncaUgy2dZfV66acuaPXoUyZ/s1600-h/Steelers+playoffs+Oct+08+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVlu6rElcmiN1QueMMy-PBMJFkS_NBLj4CHBBFTKWc40bPI7Osf0Db9JK3Glyl-YLDV_cf2lri_aOgHtlidqQhaOew0vS_vH3YiB5kIE_c0oNrpT73iYriBncaUgy2dZfV66acuaPXoUyZ/s200/Steelers+playoffs+Oct+08+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261864776204926498" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDDk_PdE3-87BehsoD4JSk11WKZStKJ57tNsUBLaYsciGPsYZctccFTvoZAMJrvpezPpYOn4-iJKB6x7Ps3wStdOBLs1pISoqrLSKGT-nExnpeBqnjvWfGAA-AgKNUuNBmXYkKElM6D1fN/s1600-h/Steelers+playoffs+Oct+08+008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDDk_PdE3-87BehsoD4JSk11WKZStKJ57tNsUBLaYsciGPsYZctccFTvoZAMJrvpezPpYOn4-iJKB6x7Ps3wStdOBLs1pISoqrLSKGT-nExnpeBqnjvWfGAA-AgKNUuNBmXYkKElM6D1fN/s200/Steelers+playoffs+Oct+08+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261864976648142274" /></a><br /><br />Then, I took Boo to our small local theater last night and we watched HSM3....topping the weekend off with a good dose of "CHEESE". :)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihxjAYspzqbvge4Pc3cEl2Xtlv8plQmWGINcbWFPuHpGXx7FbTpEJbKWZPb557c9_UJil3QziDfFeOuC4cfglBxbbmMWDwBAqxM1hH3Gt8pUwZ4Zih9M3ebYuNNWHj377duQ7FR8vKx1qe/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihxjAYspzqbvge4Pc3cEl2Xtlv8plQmWGINcbWFPuHpGXx7FbTpEJbKWZPb557c9_UJil3QziDfFeOuC4cfglBxbbmMWDwBAqxM1hH3Gt8pUwZ4Zih9M3ebYuNNWHj377duQ7FR8vKx1qe/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261865764815497186" /></a><br /><br />Blessings!!<br />KimKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5196307240393058511.post-39051045090683198272008-10-19T16:31:00.004-04:002008-10-19T16:44:34.128-04:00What A Week It Will Be!!I'm trying hard to not think about everything, all at once, that have to happen this week. I'm going to be organized and have a list of the happenings of each day made out so I won't forget anything. <br /><br />The best part of this week?? My Peanut is coming home for a visit next weekend!!! I cannot tell you, in words, how much I've missed her. I think that this is the longest I've ever gone without seeing her. 9 1/2 weeks! I'm so very thankful she's a strong, independent, brilliant young woman, but she's still my baby girl...and I have to stop talking about this now.....only 5 more days!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ZM4-3ZjwLAKGv17N6zB_52MDyfCz_Maib3CXCoBRjb-0PIRmkRhb-i-1auLdQC5DhlszgHLAl6Byuas_zBG5SnHgNEUPjlqHpUZQObahX9hs2xwv82H-u8ozjxPUXXcg1ljrP28att2u/s1600-h/Karen+in+Chicago.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ZM4-3ZjwLAKGv17N6zB_52MDyfCz_Maib3CXCoBRjb-0PIRmkRhb-i-1auLdQC5DhlszgHLAl6Byuas_zBG5SnHgNEUPjlqHpUZQObahX9hs2xwv82H-u8ozjxPUXXcg1ljrP28att2u/s200/Karen+in+Chicago.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258968136098157122" /></a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780331901164661237noreply@blogger.com4