<?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-7483129</id><updated>2011-12-15T13:19:01.660-10:00</updated><category term='happy new year goodbye2008 hello 2009'/><category term='clean design pure simple declutter'/><title type='text'>.Chronicles of Us.</title><subtitle type='html'>~Peanut~~Bugley~~ 




Your Name-

I wrote your name in the sky,

but the wind blew it away.

I wrote your name in the sand,

but the waves washed it away.

I wrote your name in my heart,

and forever it will stay.

- J.Blade -</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7075936861266632753</id><published>2011-12-15T13:15:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T13:15:53.671-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/3087487859/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3087/3087487859_06a1e93ebd.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/3087487859/"&gt;Christmas&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7075936861266632753?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7075936861266632753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7075936861266632753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-1907616082824671199</id><published>2011-05-05T05:16:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T05:16:35.887-09:00</updated><title type='text'>nana</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/5690490766/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5270/5690490766_c2f13f1ac6.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/5690490766/"&gt;nana&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-1907616082824671199?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1907616082824671199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1907616082824671199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2011/05/nana.html' title='nana'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5270/5690490766_c2f13f1ac6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-6940368550372186892</id><published>2009-08-31T06:04:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T13:14:09.024-09:00</updated><title type='text'>firstday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/3874103375/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/3874103375/"&gt;firstday&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-6940368550372186892?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6940368550372186892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6940368550372186892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/08/firstday.html' title='firstday'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-2325444685124363147</id><published>2009-08-30T03:44:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T03:47:40.187-09:00</updated><title type='text'>End of summer</title><content type='html'>As usual summer always seems to go by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; fast...&lt;br /&gt;Vacation was great..We all had a nice time. Its always so nice to get away;but always as nice to return home again. School here begins in the morning, going back to school before labor day seems awful.&lt;br /&gt;We lost Sen.Ted Kennedy last Tues. His work and his cause, hopes and dreams shall always be remembered as a huge part of American History.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-2325444685124363147?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2325444685124363147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2325444685124363147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/08/end-of-summer.html' title='End of summer'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-1290199586054246778</id><published>2009-07-28T07:57:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:59:10.233-09:00</updated><title type='text'>summertime '09</title><content type='html'>Summertime Is busy...is in full swing--not too many sunny days but summer non the less...busy working and waiting for our vacation!!! Counting the days now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-1290199586054246778?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1290199586054246778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1290199586054246778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/07/summertime-09.html' title='summertime &apos;09'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-1571922337787067609</id><published>2009-06-07T02:21:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:25:49.086-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked on Fishing</title><content type='html'>We took the children fishing yesterday to a great park in Union. It was an event that is also a memorial tribute to a family who lost their son. It was the very first time the children had experienced fishing., it was a blast. Stephen caught his first fish, a white perch! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kalen&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand had a great cast technique but enjoyed reeling it back in and had no patience on waiting for the fish to come to her. We also enjoyed a small b-b-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sponsored&lt;/span&gt; by the volunteers at the event. Overall it was great to get outdoors, enjoy the lake and be with nature as a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-1571922337787067609?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1571922337787067609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1571922337787067609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/06/hooked-on-fishing.html' title='Hooked on Fishing'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-6336778411185064797</id><published>2009-05-08T03:55:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T03:57:23.776-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Before I was a Mom, I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby. I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous. I never thought about immunizations. Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night. Before I was a Mom, I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests. Or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep. Before I was a Mom, I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.! I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom. Before I was a Mom, I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.. I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy. Before I was a Mom, I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-6336778411185064797?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6336778411185064797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6336778411185064797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-8555071642326054681</id><published>2009-04-26T16:11:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T03:55:42.893-09:00</updated><title type='text'>March for Babies</title><content type='html'>We had the walk today, and finally it did not rain! Also it was great because it was the very first &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; my daughter joined me int he walk. What a great day! What a great cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-8555071642326054681?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8555071642326054681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8555071642326054681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/04/march-for-babies.html' title='March for Babies'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-367211741819946404</id><published>2009-04-19T11:23:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:23:06.042-09:00</updated><title type='text'>b u d d y</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/3456211689/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3258/3456211689_c505630bb0.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/3456211689/"&gt;b u d d y&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-367211741819946404?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/367211741819946404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/367211741819946404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/04/b-u-d-d-y.html' title='b u d d y'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3258/3456211689_c505630bb0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-5750464740300440183</id><published>2009-04-02T14:28:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:29:42.849-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Family-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I ran into a stranger as he passed by, 'Oh excuse me please' was my reply. He said, 'Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you.' We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said goodbye.. But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old. Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still. When I turn ed, I nearly knocked him down. 'Move out of the way,' I said with a frown. He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken. While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said, 'While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the family you love, you seem to abuse. Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll find some flowers there by the door. Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue. He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes.' By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall. I quietly went and knelt by his bed ; 'Wake up, little one, wake up,' I said. 'Are these the flowers you picked for me?'He smiled, 'I found 'em, out by the tree. I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue.' I said, 'Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way.' He said, 'Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway.' I said, 'Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue.'  FAMILY Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think? So what is behind the st ory? Do you know what the word FAMILY means? FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-5750464740300440183?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5750464740300440183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5750464740300440183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/04/family-i-ran-into-stranger-as-he-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-4531828152078413822</id><published>2009-03-29T14:51:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:51:32.057-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sponsor Me at March for Babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzODM3MDYyMDkzNCZwdD*xMjM4MzcwNjgwOTAwJnA9MTc3MDUxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*yMGQ3YzkwZGZhYzE*MjI1YjkwODkyN2Y3ZDM3MjIyNQ==.gif" /&gt; 		&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://marchforbabies.org/personal_page.asp?w=111025915&amp;u=kathyhampton&amp;bt=2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://marchforbabies.org/getsig/111025915k.jpg" vspace="10" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;br&gt;&lt;a border=0 href="http://www.gigyamailbutton.com/wildfire/gigyamailbutton.ashx?url=aHR*cDovL3dpbGRmaXJlLmdpZ3lhLmNvbS93aWxkZmlyZS93ZnBvcC5hc3B4P21vZHVsZT1lbWFpbCZ1cmw9aHR*cCUzYSUyZiUyZm1hcmNoZm9yYmFiaWVzLm9yZyUyZnBlcnNvbmFsX3BhZ2UuYXNwJTNmdyUzZDExMTAyNTkxNSUyNnUlM2RrYXRoeWhhbXB*b24lMjZidCUzZDI=" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.gigya.com/wildfire/i/includeShareButton.gif" border="0" width="60" height="20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-4531828152078413822?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4531828152078413822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4531828152078413822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/sponsor-me-at-march-for-babies.html' title='Sponsor Me at March for Babies!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-2883613730023183328</id><published>2009-03-10T09:14:00.004-09:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T09:20:41.209-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did it go?</title><content type='html'>So now in March, I wonder that I am that consumed and busy I look up and February has passed me by. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;No one&lt;/span&gt; ever said work and family life would be easy or slow going. However I think winter up here should be slow. This was not the case for us or myself rather this winter. In the past it has been peaceful, calm, quiet and a simple time for reflection. Really this &lt;em&gt;is THE COUNTRY!!!&lt;/em&gt;I will be the first to say yeah, think spring, I have been counting the days. I just wish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;some days&lt;/span&gt; were slower with less activities, with much less &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hustle&lt;/span&gt;, and of course less housework. So hello March and I will still be counting the days searching for that first crocus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-2883613730023183328?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2883613730023183328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2883613730023183328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-did-it-go.html' title='Where did it go?'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-4695101938567081381</id><published>2009-01-08T04:58:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T04:59:58.863-10:00</updated><title type='text'>January In Maine</title><content type='html'>This is how I am feeling it's January in Maine---&lt;br /&gt;This is a song by Patty Griffin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Top Of The World"&lt;br /&gt;I wished I was smarter Wished I was strongerI wished I loved JesusThe way the my wife doesI wished it'd been easierInstead of any longerI wished I could've stoodWhere you would've been proudThat won't happen nowThat won't happen nowThere's a whole lot of singingThat's never gonna be heardDisappearing every dayWithout so much as a wordSomehowI think I broke the wingsOff that little songbirdAnd she's never gonna fly To the top of the world NowTo the top of the worldI don't have to answerAny of these questionsDon't have no god toTeach me no lessonsI come home in the eveningSit in my chairOne night they called me for supperBut I never got up I stayed right there In my chairThere's a whole lot of singingThat's never gonna be heardDisappearing every day Without so much as a wordSomehowI think I broke the wingsOff a little songbird And she's never gonna fly To the top of the world NowTo the top of the worldI wished I'd had known youWished I had shown youAll of the things I Was on the sideBut I'd pretend to be sleepingWhen you'd come in in the morningTo whisper goodbyeGo work in the rainI don't know whyDon't know whyCause everyone's singingWe just wanna be heardDisappearing every day Without so much as a wordSomehow?Gonna grab a holdOf that little songbird And take her for a ride To the top of the worldRight nowTo the top of the world....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-4695101938567081381?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4695101938567081381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4695101938567081381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-in-maine.html' title='January In Maine'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-6584726497747615</id><published>2009-01-06T14:03:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:44:32.279-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Layers</title><content type='html'>Always around this time of year I think it's a good thing to be introspective...so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Kathy&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: July 3&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: MA&lt;br /&gt;Current location: ME&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: BROWN&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'5"&lt;br /&gt;Righty or lefty: righty&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac sign: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TWO&lt;br /&gt;Your heritage: Irish, Italian and Portueguse&lt;br /&gt;The shoes you wore today: Black&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Organizing bills&lt;br /&gt;Your fears: Losing the people I love&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect pizza: black olive,mushrooms, red peppers, &amp;amp; artichoke hearts&lt;br /&gt;Goal you’d like to achieve: write a novel&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE&lt;br /&gt;Your most overused phrase on AIM:n/a&lt;br /&gt;Your first waking thoughts:ugh&lt;br /&gt;Your best physical feature: Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: My grandparents at the holidays&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FOUR&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Coke of course&lt;br /&gt;McDonald’s or Burger King: MickeyD's&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: I like the one-on-one time&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: New Balance&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Lipton Green Tea&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: I'm a vanilla girl&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: Hazelnut Coffee&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FIVE&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: On Occassion&lt;br /&gt;Cuss: hell yeah&lt;br /&gt;Sing: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower everyday: always&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you’ve been in love: I am :)&lt;br /&gt;Want to go to college: been there, done that&lt;br /&gt;Liked high school: sorry I don't recall&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: have&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: yes&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: no&lt;br /&gt;Think you’re attractive: I'm cute&lt;br /&gt;Think you’re a health freak: definitely not&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parent(s): yes&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms:no.&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument: nope..&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX In the past month…&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: yes&lt;br /&gt;Smoked: yes&lt;br /&gt;Done a drug: n/a&lt;br /&gt;Made out: hell yeah&lt;br /&gt;Gone on a date: yes&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: yes :)&lt;br /&gt;Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Hahaha, 1/2 a box&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: yes love it all seafood&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped: yes&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating: yes&lt;br /&gt;Made homemade cookies: Yes...!&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: I actually have a few times.&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: Yep, highlights&lt;br /&gt;Stolen Anything: No&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SEVEN&lt;br /&gt;Ever…&lt;br /&gt;Played a game that required removal of clothing: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Been caught “doing something”: yes!&lt;br /&gt;Been called a tease: No... hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Gotten beaten up: No&lt;br /&gt;Shoplifted: I stole some candy when I was like 4...&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: No&lt;br /&gt;LAYER EIGHT&lt;br /&gt;Age you hope to be married: was 29&lt;br /&gt;Numbers and names of children: k is 8 s is 5&lt;br /&gt;Describe your dream wedding: already happened.&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die: In my sleep. At age 90.&lt;br /&gt;Where you want to go to college: I went to MTIDA.&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up: a wife, a mom ,PRETEND PHOTOGRAPHER&lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to visit: maybe Ireland&lt;br /&gt;LAYER NINE&lt;br /&gt;Number of drugs taken illegally:&lt;br /&gt;Number of people I could trust with my life: maybe...4&lt;br /&gt;Number of CDs that I own: quite a few&lt;br /&gt;Number of piercings: 2&lt;br /&gt;Number of tattoos: None&lt;br /&gt;Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: probably only five or 6&lt;br /&gt;Number of scars on my body:c-section a few others&lt;br /&gt;Number of things in my past that I regret: none. I'm happy where I am today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-6584726497747615?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6584726497747615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6584726497747615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/name-kathy-birthdate-july-3-1970.html' title='My Layers'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-3498811898844540811</id><published>2009-01-06T07:33:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:34:25.553-10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy new year goodbye2008 hello 2009'/><title type='text'>Happy Old Year</title><content type='html'>Year 2009 Overview&lt;br /&gt;As we enter the Golden Age of Aquarius, you are ready to receive all the blessings that are there for you, especially in the areas of communications and relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Being understood and getting the responses you desire helps you believe in your ability to succeed and reach your highest potential. Your focus is excellent, and you know what you want. Use this to your advantage when working with others, but don't demand that they see your ideas as visionary -- even if you do. As ideas start flowing freely to you, make sure you articulate your insights clearly.&lt;br /&gt;This year, you will be strongly motivated by transformation, especially in romantic unions. When balanced in your heart and mind, you easily express your emotions and are quick to support others. It is important for you to have a partner who is willing to explore different ways of doing things. You will experience many changes as you learn new ways of expressing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;As you make this shift, avoid putting restrictions on yourself and stopping the flow. You are learning to behave in a new positive way, not worrying about the outcome. This will curb your need to control situations and enable you to take your relationships -- work and personal -- to a higher level of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;More from Astrology.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.astrology.com/scripts/runisa.dll?AO:FREEFORECAST::YH2009,offer=null&amp;amp;par=astyh%7C2009" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Ring in the New Year with a free One-Week Day-by-Day Forecast!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.astrology.com/scripts/runisa.dll?AO:FREENUMWHFORE::YH2009,offer=null&amp;amp;par=astyh%7C2009" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Is 2009 your number? Get a free sample Numerology One-Year Forecast.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.astrology.com/scripts/runisa.dll?AO:TPROD7032::YH2009,offer=null&amp;amp;par=astyh%7C2009" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;Be the best you can be with The New You in the New Year tarot reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-3498811898844540811?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3498811898844540811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3498811898844540811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-old-year.html' title='Happy Old Year'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7900281627941983668</id><published>2008-12-12T10:15:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:27:15.308-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Ice &amp; The Holidays</title><content type='html'>I am been so busy lately,my head is spinning. I have managed to mail out over 50 Christmas Cards to friends and family. I have been working crazy schedules. When not at work I have been chaperoning and making cookies for school activities for 2 children. Oh and shopping, and more shopping. Oh how I love Santa! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;..I have had to drive to and fro in the snow and ice storms. Yet I looked at the calendar on our family cork board and even though it says the correct date it is technically still Fall. Yea right not here, not in this state. My head is spinning. When I do have a day off my list  is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;million&lt;/span&gt; things to do long. Oh and it helps in the middle of it weather decides to early release the children from school. Oh joyful is the season. I want to live simply and I wish the holiday season to be just that. Yet as the economy grows dimmer I wonder what the future holds. Perhaps January will bring the peaceful quietness I so adore and long for in the winter's here. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tranquility&lt;/span&gt; and the time of reflection. I miss my parents and my younger brother, even more so this time of year as the holidays are slowly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;approaching&lt;/span&gt;, sooner then I anticipate. I miss our dear family friend who is serving our country in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/span&gt;, I think of him and pray for his family. We look forward to his return in May 2009. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even know how I found this one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; chance to write this all down. Happy Holidays to all near and far  wishing for peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7900281627941983668?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7900281627941983668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7900281627941983668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-ice-holidays.html' title='Snow Ice &amp; The Holidays'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-3432786814312961810</id><published>2008-11-28T09:42:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:47:25.583-10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things I am Thankful for</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My children&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My parents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My brother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merlot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My good friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My home &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My pets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My comfy bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-3432786814312961810?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3432786814312961810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3432786814312961810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-things-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='10 things I am Thankful for'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-5221168749963513637</id><published>2008-11-19T07:03:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:03:26.416-10:00</updated><title type='text'>nine years</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/3043858104/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/3043858104_442971e1e1.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/3043858104/"&gt;nine years&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Happy nine years&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-5221168749963513637?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5221168749963513637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5221168749963513637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/nine-years.html' title='nine years'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3055/3043858104_442971e1e1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-3344545164920562687</id><published>2008-11-05T12:04:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:08:17.860-10:00</updated><title type='text'>my personality</title><content type='html'>Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ISFP&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is caring, peaceful, artistic, and calm.Only about 7% of all people have your personality, including 8% of all women and 6% of all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;menYou&lt;/span&gt; are Introverted, Sensing, Feeling, and Perceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God help us all, America has made a poor choice, an uninformed decision. I am so upset I went and took our flag down. He was not my choice and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; deserve to be the President. He can't even place his hand over his heart to recite the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pledge&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;allegiance&lt;/span&gt;. God Bless America., we are going to need it. Maybe we will all just go to hell in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hand basket&lt;/span&gt;. He is a fraud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-3344545164920562687?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3344545164920562687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3344545164920562687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-personality.html' title='my personality'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-5589788929963423721</id><published>2008-10-25T17:44:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:10:20.116-10:00</updated><title type='text'>kjuly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2972680777/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2972680777/"&gt;kjuly&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;Today she is 8..I feel happy and sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;She is the best part of my everyday, and has been since she was born.&lt;br /&gt;In my daughter's eyes, I can see the future.&lt;br /&gt;A reflection of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;An' what will be.&lt;br /&gt;An' though she'll grow an', some day, leave:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe raise a family,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone, I hope you'll see,&lt;br /&gt;How happy she made me,&lt;br /&gt;For I'll be there, in my daughter's eyes&lt;br /&gt;- Martina McBride&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;We had a Hannah Montana Birthday Party, she had a wonderful time with her cute friends at the bowling alley. I love her more then she will ever know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-5589788929963423721?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5589788929963423721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5589788929963423721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/10/kjuly_25.html' title='kjuly'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-5155115557092995409</id><published>2008-10-20T15:57:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:57:01.616-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Rebublican..acorn sign me up</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28820826@N04/2956645748/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2956645748_14d8a86038.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/28820826@N04/2956645748/"&gt;Future Rebublican..acorn sign me up&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/28820826@N04/"&gt;scdar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-5155115557092995409?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5155115557092995409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5155115557092995409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/10/future-rebublicanacorn-sign-me-up.html' title='Future Rebublican..acorn sign me up'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3198/2956645748_14d8a86038_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-3527576034477918466</id><published>2008-10-19T16:07:00.007-09:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:14:52.497-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean design pure simple declutter'/><title type='text'>Design &amp; Declutering</title><content type='html'>Winter cleaning is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;somewhat&lt;/span&gt; like spring cleaning. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;attempting&lt;/span&gt; to so the fall winter clean up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thinga&lt;/span&gt; round here, I think it may be a h&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;uge&lt;/span&gt; negative when you have to live with the changing of the season. It feels so good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;though&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;declutter&lt;/span&gt;, if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; only spend more time to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Commandments of Good Design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vitsoe.com/ten_commandments.php" target="_blank"&gt;Dieter Rams&lt;/a&gt; is one of the most influential industrial designers of the late 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century. He wrote his 10 commandments of good design:&lt;br /&gt;Good design is innovative.&lt;br /&gt;Good design makes a product useful.&lt;br /&gt;Good design is aesthetic.&lt;br /&gt;Good design helps us to understand a product.&lt;br /&gt;Good design is unobtrusive.&lt;br /&gt;Good design is honest.&lt;br /&gt;Good design is durable.&lt;br /&gt;Good design is consequent to the last detail.&lt;br /&gt;Good design is concerned with the environment.&lt;br /&gt;Good design is as little design as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-3527576034477918466?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3527576034477918466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3527576034477918466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/10/design-declutering.html' title='Design &amp; Declutering'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-5466958377880097654</id><published>2008-10-14T03:32:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T03:32:37.544-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvest Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2924757346/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2924757346_9b850e7bf1.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2924757346/"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	So last week, we went to the pumpkin farm, this is an annual family tradition. The children have gone since we moved here., age seventeen months for k and since birth for s. They enjoy going not just for the farm, pick the pumpkin off the vine experience, but all of us together and the simplicity of it. Or as I would like to believe that is what they are getting from it. It is a real farm with lots of open space., old apples trees perhaps over a 100 years old. This farm has been run for generations. It will contiue as such., we were lucky enough to meet  the farmer's grandson's wife, so I can imagine this farm will be here for many more years, as she was a new young mother. She gave us a small quick tour and much to my delight I saw more of the farm I never knew exisited. We all had a blast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-5466958377880097654?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5466958377880097654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5466958377880097654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/10/harvest-time.html' title='Harvest Time'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3062/2924757346_9b850e7bf1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7560487555647439362</id><published>2008-10-07T09:13:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:13:49.142-09:00</updated><title type='text'>do you like apples?</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2904840978/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2108/2904840978_9f9c70ab83.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2904840978/"&gt;do you like apples?&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Mom and Dad were here last week and it was so much fun. We went apple picking, and went through a corn maze, went out to dinner and had a few great dinners at the table togther as a family. We had a lovely visit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7560487555647439362?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7560487555647439362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7560487555647439362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-you-like-apples.html' title='do you like apples?'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2108/2904840978_9f9c70ab83_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-1360663760015625469</id><published>2008-09-19T03:12:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T03:12:42.851-09:00</updated><title type='text'>be free</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2864679011/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2202/2864679011_2be0d77c7d.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2864679011/"&gt;be free&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-1360663760015625469?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1360663760015625469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1360663760015625469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/be-free.html' title='be free'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2202/2864679011_2be0d77c7d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-2408639864541671289</id><published>2008-09-11T04:47:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T04:48:17.590-09:00</updated><title type='text'>september 11.2001</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEVER FORGET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.H. Auden. This is actually what I want to say: "Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone. Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone. Silence the pianos and with muffled drum, Bring out the coffin... let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle, moaning overhead, Scribbling on the sky the message: He is Dead. Put crepe bows 'round the necks of public doves, Let traffic policemen wear black, cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East, my West. My working week and my Sunday rest. My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song, I thought love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now, put out every one. Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun. Pour out the ocean and sweep up the wood, For nothing now can ever come to any good."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-2408639864541671289?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2408639864541671289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2408639864541671289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-112001.html' title='september 11.2001'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-582275639577181322</id><published>2008-09-03T06:35:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:40:32.098-09:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the first day of school. K entered 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; grade., it's always been so easy for her, she has been reading since she was 4., school is not challenging at all for her. I don't even think she was nervous about returning.  I look at her and she is suddenly so big and looks so grown up. S had his first day of Kindergarten yesterday, he was nervous, and expressed it to myself and his new teacher.  I t was a long day without them here at the house, it was silent, they are the ones who make a house a home, they are our life, our blessings. I don't know who is more nervous, or worried about letting go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-582275639577181322?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/582275639577181322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/582275639577181322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-8478602471181218013</id><published>2008-08-29T15:23:00.004-09:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:57:18.257-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>Day one..August 23, 2008 Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Not the day to travel, unless you like to leave at 6am. We hit traffic everywhere..Hampton tolls, Boston, and all through the South Shore. It was dreadfully long and painfull for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;Normally a 3.5 to 4 hour car ride took a little over 5 freakin hours!!! Stephen unpacks, heads to the cape to see his friend. We had a nice lasange dinner with my folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two August 24.., Sunday&lt;br /&gt;We wake up early too early 4:30 am..ugh. Have coffee breakfast, yummy blueberry pancakes. We go to the mall to begin school shopping. Stephen is a breeze to shop for he has the perfect little body, and is not hard to please whatsoever. He picked out a few Polo's a pr of jeans and a pr of cargo pants. Off to get new sneakers.. again easy to please here in this department as well.&lt;br /&gt;Kalen on the other hand..oh boy nothing fits in the little girls sizes any longer., so off to the juniors..where everything has something tacky on it, or your ass is an advertisement??? Picked out a few items, that still looked "girlish" and super cute shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three August 25,..Monday&lt;br /&gt;We take the commuter rail"t"..into Boston to go to the New England Aquarium. It was fun and strange, because it is brand new to the south shore area.., at least for us because it wasn't there when I was growing up, or even in my late 20's. We arrive at 10am.., and meet my brother and his son.., right at the front of the entrance. We had a fabulous time seeing all the exhibits It was still as I remembered on school field trips. I am so happy that Stephen came with us and that the children were able to explore all that this wonderful museum has to offer. As well as being in the city. We walked over to Faniuel after for a quick lunch. Again just as I remembered it to be, The Black Rose and sissy K's..all the food from everywhere and anywhere served to your delight. And desserts that truly are authentic to the areas of Boston cultures.&lt;br /&gt;The trip home seemed longer, but it was still fun..the kids seemed wiped out too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day four August 26..Tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;Stephen went to the cape..brought the  kids., my mom brought dad to his eye Dr. appointment.., which happens to be in the plaza which is less than a mile from the in laws. So Stephen stayed he was to go fishing he next day. So my parents too the kids home..&lt;br /&gt;We went school shopping again, and got some more pieces for Kalen.&lt;br /&gt;Had pizzas from  Ernie's it was very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day five August 27..Wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;We went out on the Pilgrim Belle Boat out of Plymouth Harbor..It was a little cool and rough on the water but a delightful day full of sunshine and my dad came along as well.. We had a nice time, went to The Lobster Hut for lunch it was great and super fresh chowder and fish sandwiches, grilled cheese for the kids. We went to the beach when we got back to the house. My mom and the kids..in the water too..&lt;br /&gt;Back at the house we had a small BBQ with cheeseburgers, linqucia and corn on the cob. My brother and his son were there, auntie Margie, uncle ed...it was nice. Stephen came back from  the cape a little disappointed no fish were caught..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day six August 27..Thursday..&lt;br /&gt;Time to leave and head for home..&lt;br /&gt;Hit the road at 9:22 am..    There is no place like home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-8478602471181218013?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8478602471181218013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8478602471181218013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/08/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-8509378486346225211</id><published>2008-07-31T03:29:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T03:43:31.060-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Live: in Maine&lt;br /&gt;I Work: with a smile&lt;br /&gt;I Talk: everyone&lt;br /&gt;I Wish: some things were different.&lt;br /&gt;I Enjoy: all forms of communication.&lt;br /&gt;I Photograph:my children a lot&lt;br /&gt;I Look:deeply though people.&lt;br /&gt;I Find: some things hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;I Smell: roses.&lt;br /&gt;I Listen: to what others have to say.&lt;br /&gt;I Hide: some things that are private.&lt;br /&gt;I Pray: not enough.&lt;br /&gt;I Walk: and talk at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I Write: not enough.&lt;br /&gt;I See: so much beauty.&lt;br /&gt;I Sing: to cash songs.&lt;br /&gt;I Laugh: all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I Can: handle the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I Watch: people go by.&lt;br /&gt;I Yearn: for stimulation&lt;br /&gt;.I Daydream: faraway places.&lt;br /&gt;I Fall: but get up again&lt;br /&gt;.I Want: to understand the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;I Cry: when everything goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I Burn:when I feel betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;I Read: everything.&lt;br /&gt;I Love: my family&lt;br /&gt;I Rode: on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;motorcyle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I Sometimes: talk way too much.&lt;br /&gt;I Touch: everything.&lt;br /&gt;I Hurt: but heal.&lt;br /&gt;I Fear: for others.&lt;br /&gt;I Hope: for the future&lt;br /&gt;I Break:some things.&lt;br /&gt;I Eat: too fast.&lt;br /&gt;I Quit:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wrting&lt;/span&gt; like I used to.&lt;br /&gt;I Bathe: at least once a day.&lt;br /&gt;I Drink: coffee.&lt;br /&gt;I Stop: to smell the roses.&lt;br /&gt;I Save:every little thing.&lt;br /&gt;I Trip-out: on people sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I Hug: warmly.&lt;br /&gt;I Meditate: to calm my spirit.&lt;br /&gt;I Play:the part.&lt;br /&gt;I Miss: family.&lt;br /&gt;I Hold: memories.&lt;br /&gt;I Forgive: myself.&lt;br /&gt;I Drive: other people crazy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I Learn: from others.&lt;br /&gt;I Dream: more while I'm awake.&lt;br /&gt;I Have: because I give.&lt;br /&gt;I Remember: the way she once looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;I Don't: fear my death.&lt;br /&gt;I Made: so many mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I Kiss: with deep passion.&lt;br /&gt;I Believe: in love.&lt;br /&gt;I Wait: patiently.&lt;br /&gt;I Need: water.&lt;br /&gt;I Owe: more than I can ever repay.&lt;br /&gt;I Hate: ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;I Feel: tired.&lt;br /&gt;I Know: myself.&lt;br /&gt;I Wonder: if anyone read all of this.&lt;br /&gt;I Applaud: fireman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-8509378486346225211?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8509378486346225211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8509378486346225211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/live-in-maine-i-work-with-smile-i-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7123562747732750030</id><published>2008-07-27T15:42:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T15:42:56.961-09:00</updated><title type='text'>camden</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2707584679/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3156/2707584679_925b82d192.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2707584679/"&gt;camden&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7123562747732750030?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7123562747732750030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7123562747732750030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/camden.html' title='camden'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3156/2707584679_925b82d192_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-4372439069523952515</id><published>2008-07-27T15:28:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:50:10.445-09:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-4372439069523952515?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4372439069523952515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4372439069523952515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/tuesday-lunch.html' title='tuesday lunch'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7468302406715856221</id><published>2008-07-15T17:30:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:30:54.388-09:00</updated><title type='text'>thewhitemountains.nh</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2673237090/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2673237090_aff5a0540c.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2673237090/"&gt;thewhitemountains.nh&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7468302406715856221?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7468302406715856221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7468302406715856221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/thewhitemountainsnh.html' title='thewhitemountains.nh'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2673237090_aff5a0540c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-4586300702630140458</id><published>2008-07-15T17:04:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:04:05.706-09:00</updated><title type='text'>storyland2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2672040332/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2672040332_ccc74b6c25.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2672040332/"&gt;storyland2008&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-4586300702630140458?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4586300702630140458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4586300702630140458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/storyland2008.html' title='storyland2008'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2672040332_ccc74b6c25_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-6380273531118232560</id><published>2008-07-11T18:57:00.005-09:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:55:33.811-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Our mini trip</title><content type='html'>Tuesday , we leave travel to New Hampshire, arrive by 2pm.., it was a good ride, but very hot, had to use the air the entire way. We met Nana and Papa there too. We check in and try to settle in., my mom takes the kids to the pool indoor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;water park&lt;/span&gt;, and boy after four hours in the car they needed it. We all go to a place called the muddy moose for dinner it was nice.., a bit to loud and crowded for my mom, but the food was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back and go straight to bed, busy day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Up early at 530am go for a quick breakfast with mom and the kids. Juice eggs coffee bagels, fruit salad. Get going at about 845am. We get there at about 915am., I am as excited as the children. I was hot and the day was only getting hotter, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yahoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;., no rain at all. We go in no lines because mom printed our tickets on the computer from the business center..&lt;br /&gt;We try to go around and get on every ride but 35 acres and 21 rides and 3 to 4 shows is a bit overwhelming. We had so much fun. Stephen went to check on Buddy and he had trouble with his knee and he was not having fun, so he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; return to the park. I was a little sad about that, but still had a great time with the kids and my parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return back to hotel at about 3pm...rest a bit.., my mom takes the kids to the pool they have so much fun, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;water slides&lt;/span&gt; and the kiddie pool is just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;We decide to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; ways for dinner. After a short thundershower it cleared back up again. Myself and the kids went to the outlet shops at Settler's Green.., got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lindts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chocolates, and we also got two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; watches, one for Stephen and one for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Back in the car and drive into North Conway's Main Street, we stop at wonderful toy store and the kids pick out one toy each, The Toy Chest. A great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; store.&lt;br /&gt;Off to dinner, a small place called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Delaney's&lt;/span&gt; wow great service, and amazing food.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered baked stuffed haddock with corn and red bliss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;potato's&lt;/span&gt;, Stephen had baked stuffed shrimp,Stephen had pasta with marinara and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kalen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had a burger with fries.&lt;br /&gt;Had back to the room and get right to bed, we are tuckered out. We are sleep like babies. It was a long but very full filled day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Day, We wake up early July 10., Thursday. We met my mom for breakfast. It was nice and quiet even though the hotel was super busy. It was early 720am or so. I wanted to shower and begin packing. Stephen took the children to the water park from 830am till 930 am..&lt;br /&gt;They all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed  the time there. K even went to the big yellow slide.&lt;br /&gt;We said our goodbyes and packed up the car. I made sure to inform the front desk that the staff and hotel was great, friendly, it was extra nice we were able to bring the dog.&lt;br /&gt;The ride home was long and hot again. It was great though I just love the White Mountains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-6380273531118232560?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6380273531118232560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6380273531118232560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-mini-trip.html' title='Our mini trip'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-8444880049343563154</id><published>2008-07-07T16:57:00.004-09:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:53:43.106-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Your Own Sunshine</title><content type='html'>We have plans to get away on a short mini vacation to New Hamphire. We will be meeting my folks there. I have been planning this since April, when it was still cold and thinking July is so hot and beautiful.. here is our forecast...&lt;br /&gt;Hourly Weather Summary&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Afternoon, July 8&lt;br /&gt;More Hourly Information:   Today 7/8/2008      Morning      Evening      Overnight   Wednesday 7/9/2008      Morning      Evening      Overnight   Thursday 7/10/2008      Morning      Evening      Overnight   15-Days of Hour-By-Hour Forecasts on AccuWeather.com Premium&lt;br /&gt;7am&lt;br /&gt;69° F&lt;br /&gt;Partly Sunny&lt;br /&gt;8am&lt;br /&gt;73° F&lt;br /&gt;Partly Sunny&lt;br /&gt;9am&lt;br /&gt;77° F&lt;br /&gt;Partly Sunny&lt;br /&gt;10am&lt;br /&gt;79° F&lt;br /&gt;Partly Sunny&lt;br /&gt;11am&lt;br /&gt;82° F&lt;br /&gt;Partly Sunny&lt;br /&gt;Noon&lt;br /&gt;83° F&lt;br /&gt;Partly Sunny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-8444880049343563154?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8444880049343563154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8444880049343563154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/make-your-own-sunshine.html' title='Make Your Own Sunshine'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-8387803980708518905</id><published>2008-07-06T01:28:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T01:28:34.089-09:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 4th of JULY</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2639531039/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3256/2639531039_c47eb91ccd.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2639531039/"&gt;happy 4th of JULY&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	happy 5th birthday on the 3rd and happy 4th of july too! We love you lil man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-8387803980708518905?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8387803980708518905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8387803980708518905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july_06.html' title='happy 4th of JULY'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3256/2639531039_c47eb91ccd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7760948073034197232</id><published>2008-06-24T15:05:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T01:26:50.214-09:00</updated><title type='text'>8</title><content type='html'>happy eight years and still going strong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7760948073034197232?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7760948073034197232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7760948073034197232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/06/8.html' title='8'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7979298288894592847</id><published>2008-06-21T03:12:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T03:13:23.035-09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Life Barbra Ernst Prey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SFzwQZma_AI/AAAAAAAAABc/MaEXW0DHXxE/s1600-h/simple+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214306633128803330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SFzwQZma_AI/AAAAAAAAABc/MaEXW0DHXxE/s400/simple+life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7979298288894592847?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7979298288894592847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7979298288894592847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/06/simple-life-barbra-ernst-prey.html' title='The Simple Life Barbra Ernst Prey'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SFzwQZma_AI/AAAAAAAAABc/MaEXW0DHXxE/s72-c/simple+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-3138832669141407255</id><published>2008-06-16T09:39:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:39:07.902-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2578586741/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3107/2578586741_6cf85e270c.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2578586741/"&gt;twins&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Nothing quite like father and son, drssing together.he follows him everywhere adn wants to be just like his daddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-3138832669141407255?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3138832669141407255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3138832669141407255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-father-day.html' title='Happy Father&amp;#39;s Day'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3107/2578586741_6cf85e270c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-8643246252192072592</id><published>2008-05-24T17:10:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:17:40.789-09:00</updated><title type='text'>one month till 8 years two till 38</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SDjL_D_839I/AAAAAAAAABU/M2oYL4SzA7g/s1600-h/selfapril1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204133653692342226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SDjL_D_839I/AAAAAAAAABU/M2oYL4SzA7g/s400/selfapril1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-8643246252192072592?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8643246252192072592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8643246252192072592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-month-till-8-years-two-till-38.html' title='one month till 8 years two till 38'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SDjL_D_839I/AAAAAAAAABU/M2oYL4SzA7g/s72-c/selfapril1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-6974392169829039556</id><published>2008-05-16T07:29:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T07:29:36.681-09:00</updated><title type='text'>OCEAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2494333707/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2494333707_d6906447ee.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2494333707/"&gt;OCEAN&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-6974392169829039556?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6974392169829039556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6974392169829039556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/05/ocean.html' title='OCEAN'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2494333707_d6906447ee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7634964250242758453</id><published>2008-05-15T03:49:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T03:55:51.437-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Stephen graduated from preschool yesterday. I went to his school to spend the day with him, his classmates and his teachers. I brought two small gifts for them from Stephen. Just to say thank you and to show our appreciation. The younger years they say are the most formative. We shall see. The start of the year last September was a rough one, it was not an easy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;transition&lt;/span&gt; for him, he had never been away from us, never been on a school bus, or even been in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt; with other children in his age bracket. I hope he has learned some decent social skills and that he will grow and change &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;more so&lt;/span&gt; over the summer break. Look out kindergarten, meet Stephen and he will be ready. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7634964250242758453?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7634964250242758453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7634964250242758453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-5488526735197927511</id><published>2008-05-06T06:12:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T06:17:43.339-09:00</updated><title type='text'>March of Dimes Walk for Babies</title><content type='html'>On Sunday May 4, 2008 I participated in my fourth walk for this great cause. It is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meaningful&lt;/span&gt; when you walk as a team. It's nice when you walk on your own as well., but I did enjoy walking  a team with my work. Six of us including myself raised and turned in over $300.00 dollars. I am very proud of myself and our team for all our fundraising &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;efforts&lt;/span&gt;. Also, for walking six miles. We were lucky the rain held off until after we were done. I am sore from the muscles I never use, but it is so minor compared to the babies born too soon, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; families. Until next year....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-5488526735197927511?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5488526735197927511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/5488526735197927511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/05/march-of-dimes-walk-for-babies.html' title='March of Dimes Walk for Babies'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-3164475094750222981</id><published>2008-04-27T15:41:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:41:31.515-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2447683704/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2094/2447683704_84455a71bd.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2447683704/"&gt;Spring Training&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-3164475094750222981?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3164475094750222981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3164475094750222981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/photo-sharing.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2094/2447683704_84455a71bd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-3664762427071891166</id><published>2008-04-27T14:26:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:15:23.768-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Home</title><content type='html'>My folks will be flying back home this Wednesday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;after eight&lt;/span&gt; long months away in their winter paradise home. It has been way too long and I can not wait for us to all be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; again. Good times...I miss them terribly, but getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; again soon is a warm fuzzy thought. I miss the laughter and the talks everything about them..watching them with my children. There is nothing greater in this life then ((great friends)) and family.., &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; your parents., and mine well, mine are the very best its gets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-3664762427071891166?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3664762427071891166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3664762427071891166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/coming-home.html' title='Coming Home'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-6657181815936241795</id><published>2008-04-24T12:33:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T12:33:13.220-09:00</updated><title type='text'>my sweet spring children</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2435110316/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2027/2435110316_787d0d861e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2435110316/"&gt;my sweet children&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	April school vacation week&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-6657181815936241795?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6657181815936241795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6657181815936241795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-sweet-spring-children.html' title='my sweet spring children'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2027/2435110316_787d0d861e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-4929040417420259973</id><published>2008-04-18T04:00:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T04:00:50.414-09:00</updated><title type='text'>spring moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2381641056/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2086/2381641056_487926849a.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2381641056/"&gt;spring moon&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Spring is here...the days are getting warmer.., and the morning start so cool and crisp. I have been doing yardwork and mving slowly on cleaning the barn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-4929040417420259973?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4929040417420259973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4929040417420259973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-moon.html' title='spring moon'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2086/2381641056_487926849a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7196793748544045968</id><published>2008-04-15T05:21:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T05:22:33.626-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SAS6FpJ9sFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/U2mtf9NFNxQ/s1600-h/walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189477276747411538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SAS6FpJ9sFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/U2mtf9NFNxQ/s400/walk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7196793748544045968?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7196793748544045968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7196793748544045968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SAS6FpJ9sFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/U2mtf9NFNxQ/s72-c/walk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-8991284759594618960</id><published>2008-04-15T05:20:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T05:21:33.807-09:00</updated><title type='text'>bubble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SAS5yZJ9sEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ALKqWasAnLE/s1600-h/bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189476946034929730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SAS5yZJ9sEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ALKqWasAnLE/s400/bubble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-8991284759594618960?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8991284759594618960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8991284759594618960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/bubble.html' title='bubble'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/SAS5yZJ9sEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ALKqWasAnLE/s72-c/bubble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7804598992037037388</id><published>2008-04-10T15:37:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:16:25.807-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime a Ring-a-ding time</title><content type='html'>It really truly has felt like a spring season outdoors these past couple of days. I didn't think she was ever going to arrive. The yard is a mess, needs raking and sorting.. The barn as well, it seems from October through April we just love to heave whatever into her, whatever it may be. The whole family is at fault here too. So I have been trying to muster the motivation to clean the yard and the barn, besides we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to be indoors on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt; warm days! Oh the minute I begin I turn around and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; ones have discovered some toy or games they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; seen in 6 months or more, then its messy once again. Loosing battles. I think I will grab a magazine and sit in the sun on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Adirondack&lt;/span&gt; chair...Listen spring is here...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7804598992037037388?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7804598992037037388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7804598992037037388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/04/springime-ring-ding-time.html' title='Springtime a Ring-a-ding time'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-6708900363513746762</id><published>2008-03-28T04:11:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:11:22.684-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a Kindergartener</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2336274574/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3218/2336274574_a0f8dffe41.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2336274574/"&gt;Jammies from Nana.Papa&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-6708900363513746762?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6708900363513746762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6708900363513746762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/almost-kindergartener.html' title='Almost a Kindergartener'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3218/2336274574_a0f8dffe41_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-8793927694643162413</id><published>2008-03-28T04:01:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:06:49.449-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Snow</title><content type='html'>It is March 28, 2008, it's a Friday. Seven days into spring and we are having a snowstorm. Today we were to register little Stephen into Kindergarten for this September. I can't believe this weather. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;More so&lt;/span&gt;, I can't believe he will be going to public school. Both children in the same school come this fall..he seems nervous, a bit shy and a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apprehensive&lt;/span&gt;. I have all summer to ease his fears...I don't know who is more afraid here myself or my son.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile there is no future date for this to be rescheduled. Just wait and see...and so it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-8793927694643162413?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8793927694643162413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8793927694643162413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-snow.html' title='Spring Snow'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-264055406918563591</id><published>2008-03-14T19:28:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T19:31:28.880-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Bunny cookies</title><content type='html'>happy almost easter!&lt;br /&gt;we made easter bunny cookies today, it was nice and warm in the kitchen. That smell of buttery sugary goodness....ah...3 seconds on the plate!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/R9tQqwm1fwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_ZLB9UxPjb8/s1600-h/P3131394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177820892125036290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/R9tQqwm1fwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_ZLB9UxPjb8/s400/P3131394.JPG" 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/7483129-264055406918563591?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/264055406918563591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/264055406918563591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/making-bunny-cookies.html' title='Making Bunny cookies'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g_a4oSX-0b8/R9tQqwm1fwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_ZLB9UxPjb8/s72-c/P3131394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-8461953043325623008</id><published>2008-02-28T15:14:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:14:51.450-10:00</updated><title type='text'>bunny</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2283382946/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/2283382946_17f32ca1b0.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/2283382946/"&gt;bunny&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;MsMamaK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-8461953043325623008?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8461953043325623008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/8461953043325623008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/02/bunny.html' title='bunny'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/2283382946_17f32ca1b0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-3902046116963482833</id><published>2008-02-28T14:46:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:54:56.314-10:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;And so it goes the shortest month , the coldest. We welcome March with a smile. Winter takes it's toll. The children seem to enjoy frolicking in the cold blustery snow., must be their youthfulness. I just want to remember it all. I guess if we did not have the change of seasons I would be the first to miss it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-3902046116963482833?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3902046116963482833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/3902046116963482833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/02/february.html' title='February'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-282350889615928652</id><published>2008-02-12T07:59:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T08:01:07.880-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter/Summer</title><content type='html'>In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.  &lt;br /&gt;— Albert Camus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was in my email today, it suits me perfectly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-282350889615928652?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/282350889615928652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/282350889615928652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/02/wintersummer.html' title='Winter/Summer'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-1279559999608282373</id><published>2008-02-06T10:15:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:21:38.913-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy February</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It is a snowy month so far, I know only six days into it. I am so not a winter person. Freezing rain added to the snowy days just mae me long for spring. They say if you can survive a Maine Winter you truly deserve spring. So here I am awaiting and counting the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my very dear friend Dyana, and her family. It was about this time last year our friendship was thriving and getting very strong. I hope she can try to visit us this spring or perhaps this summer. Oh wishful thinking....and so it goes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-1279559999608282373?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1279559999608282373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1279559999608282373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/02/snowy-february.html' title='Snowy February'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7978754883627652653</id><published>2008-01-16T17:23:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:24:51.413-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kathy's.Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;How I am feeling....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P. Simon)I hear the drizzle of the rainLike a memory it fallsSoft and warm continuingTapping on my roof and walls.And from the shelter of my mindThrough the window of my eyesI gaze beyond the rain-drenched streetsTo England where my heart lies.My mind's distracted and diffusedMy thoughts are many miles awayThey lie with you when you're asleepAnd kiss you when you start your day.And as a song I was writing is left undoneI don't know why I spend my timeWriting songs I can't believeWith words that tear and strain to rhyme.And so you see I have come to doubtAll that I once held as trueI stand alone without beliefsThe only truth I know is you.And as I watch the drops of rainWeave their weary paths and dieI know that I am like the rainThere but for the grace of you go I.&lt;br /&gt;crbt2('Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel','Kathys Song')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7978754883627652653?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7978754883627652653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7978754883627652653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/kathyssong.html' title='Kathy&apos;s.Song'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-2119658103635643866</id><published>2007-12-26T15:10:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T15:17:01.345-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day After</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;C&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hristmas&lt;/span&gt;....Wow was it a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grand&lt;/span&gt; one!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Christmas morning was awesome, they woke at 4am...in amazement and wonderment., oh the magical joy on their little faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The big hit were the new bicycles, and all the other little toys and stocking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stuffers&lt;/span&gt;... Connect Four and Wooden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tonka&lt;/span&gt; Tow Trucks...Disney bath sets and Cars too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I had to work, but only for a few hours. When I arrived back home we have a beautiful Christmas ham dinner. It was a beautiful Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We are all so tired now...so much goes into one day., as it should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now in less one week it will be a New Year! I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-2119658103635643866?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2119658103635643866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2119658103635643866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-after.html' title='Day After'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7300425258941537427</id><published>2007-09-06T16:31:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T16:38:43.560-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to School</title><content type='html'>Well, she left for the first grade 2 days ago... I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; summer is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unofficially&lt;/span&gt; over and we are back on a routine...and in two weeks are last born son will be off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school! I enjoy this time of year as the weather is refreshing cool crisp air at night and warm bright sunny days.&lt;br /&gt;The season of new growth only inwards.,shedding layers changing colors of the leaves preparing harvest time, and long winter that awaits. But for now., I cherish these days the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;, the tied in the knot stomach and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anticipation&lt;/span&gt; of a new experience in school. The deep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;appreciation&lt;/span&gt; of a new box of crayons, new pencils......oh what precious days they are indeed. Good Luck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lil&lt;/span&gt;' ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7300425258941537427?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7300425258941537427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7300425258941537427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/09/off-to-school.html' title='Off to School'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-6057246323299857611</id><published>2007-08-15T08:09:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:12:57.887-09:00</updated><title type='text'>almost over</title><content type='html'>Almost over is this summer 2007/and back to school for two!&lt;br /&gt;Wow- both in school., have to say our family thrives on routine.&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for the fall vacation to the mountains., hope the fall weather is cool and crisp, yet sunny.&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days., also looking forward to all the end of summer season festivals and shows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-6057246323299857611?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6057246323299857611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/6057246323299857611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/08/almost-over.html' title='almost over'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-1543877678650685926</id><published>2007-08-08T17:09:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:09:37.196-09:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><content type='html'>summer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-1543877678650685926?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1543877678650685926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/1543877678650685926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer.html' title='summer'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-2748146891378353485</id><published>2007-05-13T11:34:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T11:53:35.967-09:00</updated><title type='text'>happy mommas day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A red rose, and lunch, a great husband...,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two beautiful children causing a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;commotion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;raucous&lt;/span&gt;! What more could a woman ask for? I am so truly blessed to have my family, more then I ever could have dreamed or wished for. It was a glorious day, I look at my two babies.., and still to this day am speechless in awe and wonderment. A true blessings to be a mom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-2748146891378353485?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2748146891378353485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/2748146891378353485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mommas-day.html' title='happy mommas day'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-4435462227524838795</id><published>2007-05-02T17:36:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T17:40:32.397-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has Sprung!</title><content type='html'>Yes, She is finally here! How nice to feel the sun again, the sweet spring breeze..., the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playfulness&lt;/span&gt; of the kids....chalk &amp;amp; bubbles! Everything is turning over from that dull brown winter death to a bright shade of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt; green. Thank goodness winter is over I had had just about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt;, just as the children.&lt;em&gt; hooray for spring..........and the rites thereof....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-4435462227524838795?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4435462227524838795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/4435462227524838795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/05/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has Sprung!'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-7855919399194581754</id><published>2007-03-18T14:44:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T14:46:54.071-09:00</updated><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;March needs to get going-- go away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and let springtime come in!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Discovered tulips coming up, then we get SNOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A few more days until Spring!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The kids are so ready to be outdoors again-- cabin fever is driving us all mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-7855919399194581754?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7855919399194581754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/7855919399194581754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/03/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-117150009814494971</id><published>2007-02-14T14:36:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T16:35:16.440-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>2007 winter storm nor'easter...its a blizzard for the love of pete!&lt;br /&gt;Snow Ice and a lovely mix by the time I had to drag my ass into work tonight. Hate winter...wrong state thats for certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this holiday we call Valentines Day is today a mist of the 07-winter fury "blizzard".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new tradtion I began is that St.Valentines comes the eve of  to our house and brings delights to my children...(aka mama is st.valentine)...so by 5am the surprise and happiness abounds as I slowly make the first pot of coffee of the day..., by 7am the sugar kick is in full swing..Next year more crafty items less sugary goodness for the sweet kiddos!!! Oh vey===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joys of the day are wonderous and the memories of the first time my dh brought me red roses to my work on our very 1st love day together..or when I had my ultra sound four years ago only to discover"It's a boy!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all have such strong and beautiful love in our hearts, whatever may be the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's count the day till springtime shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-117150009814494971?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/117150009814494971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/117150009814494971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-116865402988875933</id><published>2007-01-12T16:02:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T16:07:09.900-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello...Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>K Girl lost her first tooth today! Oh my goodness, How the hell did she get to this point? Six is so much fun! I didn't know whether to laugh or cry when dh carefull twisted and yanked it right out of her teeny little mouth, on the second try to boot.&lt;br /&gt;So awakens the tooth fairy years of the first born girl., my special sweet lilttle girl.&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about being the older child, you get to do everything first. When she showed lil' brother her tooth he became sqeamish and frightened.&lt;br /&gt;So Here almightly tooth fairy, what is your on going rate these days?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-116865402988875933?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/116865402988875933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/116865402988875933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/01/hellotooth-fairy.html' title='Hello...Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-116778956247075012</id><published>2007-01-02T15:53:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:59:22.490-10:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Holidays are Over</title><content type='html'>Yes, Happy New Year--oh 2007- Please be good to us, make it a great one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween, Turkey and yes,  A wonderful Christmas holiday, are all behind us now.,&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Eve and Day were uneventful, besides icy rain and cold.... and a drive from hell that morning to work.&lt;br /&gt;All is well now day 2 just cold damit biter cold what the fuck cold?!!! Living up hereyah in the mother friggin North Pole Artic Coast...&lt;br /&gt;Florida why didn't you get first call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well Happy New Year! Happy Old Year...&lt;br /&gt;May we all be blessed with happiness, health, and hellaoflot of greattimes...Oh yeah and a pinch of prosperirty.&lt;br /&gt;.justbecause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-116778956247075012?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/116778956247075012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/116778956247075012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2007/01/all-holidays-are-over.html' title='All the Holidays are Over'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-116311377736079251</id><published>2006-11-09T13:05:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T13:09:37.386-10:00</updated><title type='text'>novemeber</title><content type='html'>November 2006~&lt;br /&gt;Blah, not my time of year because shortly in just no time at all., the snow will be at my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;All the leaves have fallen at this point.,all the tress and shrubs are bare.&lt;br /&gt;It smells cold, smells like winter is creeping on in to it's place for the nextsix months or so.&lt;br /&gt;I will just need to focus and keep busy.&lt;br /&gt;I think a move south is calling oh yet again. These feelings just come sooner and soone rech year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-116311377736079251?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/116311377736079251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/116311377736079251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/11/novemeber.html' title='novemeber'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-115677147710318151</id><published>2006-08-28T04:19:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T04:24:40.700-09:00</updated><title type='text'>love sis bro</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/227114397/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/77/227114397_c9c3d2b85a.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/227114397/"&gt;love sis bro&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Summer is coming to an end.."another number another summa"&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful as always...welcome the fall.., cool crisp nights and bright sunny days..of apple picking, country fair/festivals and pumpkin' picking! Oh how I do love the summer though.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is entering *k* in one week.., my first born is growing up...*sniff**sniff*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-115677147710318151?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/115677147710318151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/115677147710318151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-sis-bro.html' title='love sis bro'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114976796698442804</id><published>2006-06-08T02:56:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T02:59:27.026-09:00</updated><title type='text'>hampton.pre.opening</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/162357359/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/72/162357359_f51e83cc65.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/162357359/"&gt;hampton.pre.opening&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114976796698442804?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114976796698442804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114976796698442804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/06/hamptonpreopening.html' title='hampton.pre.opening'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114764751055107875</id><published>2006-05-14T13:55:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:58:30.563-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>A wonderful morning with breakfast in bed.., toast eggs, cottage cheese, honeydew melon, bacon.....My husband is the very best cook and a total godsend! I am such a lucky woman....&lt;br /&gt;Having children gave me a fresh slate, a newness I had never felt before or ever could have hoped for......Becoming a mom has made me such a better person in my life......, you become so selfless, well I did anyway...Guess everyone is different....Its no doubt the very best thing I ever did with me life and I am so happy to have them as my children.....My true blessings.......K &amp;amp; S......I come home from work now and just breathe them in.....Their scent their laughter.....Just every single inch of them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114764751055107875?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114764751055107875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114764751055107875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114523489276768293</id><published>2006-04-16T15:48:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T15:48:12.836-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother &amp; Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/126344265/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/126344265_0a8ebb4e81.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/126344265/"&gt;Brother &amp;amp; Sister&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Happy Easter my true blessings.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114523489276768293?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114523489276768293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114523489276768293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/04/brother-sister.html' title='Brother &amp; Sister'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114427814744262943</id><published>2006-04-05T14:02:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T10:50:53.753-10:00</updated><title type='text'>K in K  &amp; Happy News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/90313825/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/90313825/"&gt;happy&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;K has registered for K this fall., wow how did she get so big? How did her birth to this time really arrive her at this very momenet. She is overly ready to go to K. I hope she won't be bored with it, she is reading at a 2nd grade level.She has two years of pre-school and I admit she has been very bored there this past year. From a parent's perspective you only wish the very best for your children, I need to be pro-active in her future in dealing with her learning experiences, I need her to be enthusiastic about her new journey as she begins school.&lt;br /&gt;From bad news to good news in a two and half week time period regarding big "S".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;love "springs" enternal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114427814744262943?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114427814744262943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114427814744262943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/04/k-in-k-happy-news.html' title='K in K  &amp; Happy News'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114324586191697924</id><published>2006-03-24T14:17:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:17:42.293-10:00</updated><title type='text'>House of Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/116781603/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/53/116781603_3535a0b284.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/116781603/"&gt;House of Birds&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	I love the blueness of the sky in this photograph, makes me breathe a little lighter..&lt;br /&gt;Things are good as can be expected, Had an okay doctors appt. sure dislike going , but I guess I have too.&lt;br /&gt;I am just so delighted that Spring is here finally.&lt;br /&gt;So anything else be it positive to be it negative doesn't matter in the least.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114324586191697924?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114324586191697924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114324586191697924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/house-of-birds.html' title='House of Birds'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114315507450741794</id><published>2006-03-23T13:04:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T13:04:34.513-10:00</updated><title type='text'>barn.buoys</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/116781601/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/116781601_b22ca61f5e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/116781601/"&gt;barn.buoys&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114315507450741794?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114315507450741794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114315507450741794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/barnbuoys.html' title='barn.buoys'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114315486478815427</id><published>2006-03-23T13:01:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T13:01:04.793-10:00</updated><title type='text'>in barn</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/116785664/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/53/116785664_ffbe507d62.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/116785664/"&gt;in barn&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114315486478815427?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114315486478815427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114315486478815427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-barn.html' title='in barn'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114315481748094100</id><published>2006-03-23T13:00:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T13:00:17.546-10:00</updated><title type='text'>serious</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/116785663/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/51/116785663_df2cffd641.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/116785663/"&gt;serious&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114315481748094100?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114315481748094100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114315481748094100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/serious.html' title='serious'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114297595885016827</id><published>2006-03-21T11:19:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:19:18.903-10:00</updated><title type='text'>wireheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/112949848/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/55/112949848_7d7fde4528.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/112949848/"&gt;wireheart&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Spring arrived yesterday at 1:26 P.M. here, however we won't feel it until another month or two passes by., gotta love New England... Goodbye Winter, I won't miss ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114297595885016827?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114297595885016827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114297595885016827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/wireheart.html' title='wireheart'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114221767767141734</id><published>2006-03-12T16:41:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T16:41:17.716-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/111077904/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/111077904_bfd744ba49.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/111077904/"&gt;Birthday&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114221767767141734?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114221767767141734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114221767767141734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114216952741854657</id><published>2006-03-12T03:18:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T03:18:47.483-10:00</updated><title type='text'>new.hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/111296577/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/111296577_21f78f4cee.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/111296577/"&gt;new.hair&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Spring brings change; always....it seems..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114216952741854657?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114216952741854657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114216952741854657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/newhair.html' title='new.hair'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114193070261967095</id><published>2006-03-09T08:58:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T09:01:24.916-10:00</updated><title type='text'>spring.emerge</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/110113088/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/110113088_9af80a86ee.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/110113088/"&gt;spring.emerge&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; I dreamed that, as I watched by the way, bare winter suddenly was changed to Spring.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.Shelley&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114193070261967095?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114193070261967095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114193070261967095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/springemerge_09.html' title='spring.emerge'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114173754343377854</id><published>2006-03-07T03:19:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T03:21:09.433-10:00</updated><title type='text'>cake lit</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/106256602/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/106256602_2fddea784d.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/106256602/"&gt;cake lit&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh's bday on 2.24&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114173754343377854?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114173754343377854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114173754343377854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/cake-lit.html' title='cake lit'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114140885176195578</id><published>2006-03-03T08:00:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T08:00:51.813-10:00</updated><title type='text'>b/w.k</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/106916178/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/42/106916178_875c9e2ec2.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/106916178/"&gt;b/w.k&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Look at her! She makes me smile just thinking about the young little girl she has become. We have her pre-registration all set up later this month for K. Wow where does the time go? I love you sweet lil' girl.I am so blessed to be your mama.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114140885176195578?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114140885176195578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114140885176195578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/bwk.html' title='b/w.k'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-114062305061507055</id><published>2006-02-22T05:39:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T05:44:10.616-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you winter</title><content type='html'>Here we are still in winter, I feel awful I feel pale and blah. Cabin Fever at it's very best, or shall I say worse.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a winter person whatsoever. I am a summer time girl across the board! I used to just dislike the snow, but now I am not even liking the cold. Perhaps that it's that time of year when all young and old flock to Florida for "Spring Break".&lt;br /&gt;everyone we know right now is down there and more family are expected to head down south..How I wish we were too..., yet permenently.&lt;br /&gt;I have had enough of you winter I hate you now go away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-114062305061507055?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114062305061507055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/114062305061507055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-you-winter.html' title='I hate you winter'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113994704176340351</id><published>2006-02-14T09:57:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T09:57:21.823-10:00</updated><title type='text'>lovedayheart.happy valentine's</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/99723489/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/36/99723489_673256cf86.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/99723489/"&gt;lovedayheart.happy valentine's&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113994704176340351?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113994704176340351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113994704176340351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/lovedayhearthappy-valentines.html' title='lovedayheart.happy valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113986524389712189</id><published>2006-02-13T11:14:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T11:16:44.280-10:00</updated><title type='text'>snowfight</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/99272572/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/37/99272572_d1c39f963f.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/99272572/"&gt;snowfight&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; The Blizzard 2006 that really wasn't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113986524389712189?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113986524389712189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113986524389712189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/snowfight.html' title='snowfight'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113974907738763533</id><published>2006-02-12T02:57:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T02:57:58.346-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful Playful</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/98395938/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/98395938_ed613e1be1.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/98395938/"&gt;Peaceful Playful&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113974907738763533?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113974907738763533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113974907738763533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/peaceful-playful.html' title='Peaceful Playful'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113881248136509964</id><published>2006-02-01T06:48:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T06:48:01.430-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My k</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/94114873/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/94114873_4b728595a8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/94114873/"&gt;My k&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113881248136509964?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113881248136509964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113881248136509964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-k.html' title='My k'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113879946198843614</id><published>2006-02-01T03:11:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T03:11:04.756-10:00</updated><title type='text'>brown eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/94025384/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/17/94025384_100365d616_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mamak10/94025384/"&gt;brown eyes&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mamak10/"&gt;mama.k.10&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the biggest brown eyes&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113879946198843614?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113879946198843614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113879946198843614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/brown-eyes.html' title='brown eyes'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113658092730940484</id><published>2006-01-06T10:49:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T10:55:27.326-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year ~2006~</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year 2006&lt;br /&gt;A time to renew, reflect and rejoice. I think of all our blessings and I find so much to be grateful for. My health, my family and all the good things that have come our way. I try to begin each year with positive thoughts and hopes. Anticipation of the unknown things that will happen. K will turn six yrs old S will be turning three yrs old. All of the new encounters that will happen to us. It is a clean slate of amazing newness! To be a  better person a better wife and mother. We all have this clean slate as a new year comes to view. We can all makes changes if so so choose. Yet here we are in the dead of winter and it's a hard time for me to be positive when I am such the summer time girl. I am trying. That is all I can do., for now anyway.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113658092730940484?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113658092730940484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113658092730940484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-2006.html' title='Happy New Year ~2006~'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113605457417125994</id><published>2005-12-31T08:37:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T08:44:39.740-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas~2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/1600/cmasmorning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/400/cmasmorning1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun time. A bit overwhelming, overestimating..A long long car ride. Strangefood, A bit too many gifts for the children, and a long long car ride back home. Overall I happy it is over, until next year.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be with my family this time, considering for the last two years we have had Christmas with dh's family. Which is nice but give me a break, what about my family? Now onto NewYear's I figured I had better write a cmas post before the calendars turns tonight to 2006! Happy healthy, prosperous New Year to All...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113605457417125994?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113605457417125994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113605457417125994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas2005.html' title='Christmas~2005'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113537187831515605</id><published>2005-12-23T11:02:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T11:04:38.330-10:00</updated><title type='text'>SANTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/1600/Stephen%20%26%20Kalen%20with%20Santa%202005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/400/Stephen%20%26%20Kalen%20with%20Santa%202005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113537187831515605?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113537187831515605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113537187831515605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/12/santa.html' title='SANTA'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113509333707873606</id><published>2005-12-20T05:35:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T06:03:33.163-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Memories &amp; Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/1600/e4a88e622424bde5a823a1a753b969d60_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/320/e4a88e622424bde5a823a1a753b969d60_full.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember my old friend Sarah B?&lt;br /&gt;She spoke at the church at our wedding? She gave me a surprise phone call late last night.., it was so nice to hear from her, it had been years..She lives in Q with her four year old son Nickolas...She works as a secretary at a real estate office....&lt;br /&gt;We talked for a long time...She is  a single mom and gets no help from the father...&lt;br /&gt;They were married in Greece 4 yrs ago.., but just got a  divorce...sad.....She gets no help from ANYONE...I met her in 1996 at C&amp;W in Dedham...I do give her credit..&lt;br /&gt;Her strong faith remains and her spirituality has grown through the years. I remember how many great times we shared, how I valued her friendship, how she has always accepted me for me and would never want it any other way. How rare is that? I remember her Christmas and NewYears Eve Parties at her old apartment., how much of a blast we had. Our long talks about finding future husband and starting families one day. She is an angel in disguise that girl.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I will pick up a small ham at Shaw's tomm.....&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I can find one under 10.00$....????&lt;br /&gt;Just in case...I could always make a ham dinner on Monday, when we get home...If I have enough energy to whip up a post Christmas Ham Dinner. Just is not Christmas without a "Christmas Ham"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think Stephen wants to go regardless if it snows or not......Will see....To ME It is just plain crazy and reckless to drive in the snow or a "wintry mix" and endanger our lives just to spend cmas day with family. Is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He has the truck today.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have his playgroup in the morning and her dance in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nice to just get caught up with laundry and some little cleaning today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113509333707873606?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113509333707873606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113509333707873606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-memories-angels.html' title='Christmas Memories &amp; Angels'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113389188880253407</id><published>2005-12-06T07:57:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T07:58:08.813-10:00</updated><title type='text'>anna nalick</title><content type='html'>ANNA NALICK LYRICS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Breathe (2 AM)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,&lt;br /&gt;"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,&lt;br /&gt;I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes&lt;br /&gt;Like they have any right at all to criticize,&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable&lt;br /&gt;And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table&lt;br /&gt;No one can find the rewind button, girl.&lt;br /&gt;So cradle your head in your hands&lt;br /&gt;And breathe... just breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Oh breathe, just breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss&lt;br /&gt;"Just a Day", he said down to the flask in his fist,&lt;br /&gt;"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."&lt;br /&gt;Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,&lt;br /&gt;But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,&lt;br /&gt;And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.&lt;br /&gt;No one can find the rewind button, boys,&lt;br /&gt;So cradle your head in your hands,&lt;br /&gt;And breathe... just breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Oh breathe, just breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a light at each end of this tunnel, &lt;br /&gt;You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out&lt;br /&gt;And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again&lt;br /&gt;If you only try turning around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song&lt;br /&gt;If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me, &lt;br /&gt;Threatening the life it belongs to&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll use them, however you want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,&lt;br /&gt;And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table&lt;br /&gt;No one can find the rewind button now&lt;br /&gt;Sing it if you understand.&lt;br /&gt;and breathe, just breathe&lt;br /&gt;woah breathe, just breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Oh breathe, just breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Oh breathe, just breathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113389188880253407?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113389188880253407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113389188880253407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/12/anna-nalick.html' title='anna nalick'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113380019337155300</id><published>2005-12-05T06:25:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T06:29:53.383-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/1600/Stephen%20Santa%20Union%20Tractor%232%2012-03-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/320/Stephen%20Santa%20Union%20Tractor%232%2012-03-05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/1600/Kalen%20Santa%20Union%20Tractor%20%232%2012-3-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/320/Kalen%20Santa%20Union%20Tractor%20%232%2012-3-05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to  the John Deere c~mas  with Santa........And real reindeer....And 20% off toys....Got a cute tool box for Stephen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They had a lot of food, coffee, soda, all kinds of cmas cookies....., cupcakes, hot dogs, sausages....The kids liked it., saw Santa got a goodie bag...Came back around 1145....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Stephen got a cmas tree.....tall as the ceiling..We are lucky to have such high ceilings, about 9 feet high.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to get some cmas shopping started but don't know when maybe tonight at dinner time......?????&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow they say maybe snow here&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;bitter cold 30 degrees with a mighty wind chill....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;got an email from Steven Jacob.....Thank you card...Very Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113380019337155300?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113380019337155300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113380019337155300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/12/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113304337347651956</id><published>2005-11-26T19:14:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T07:57:48.863-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lobster Trap Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/1600/lobstertree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/320/lobstertree.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a magical sight to behold! Our local tree, made of 122 traps. It is an honor to all the lobsterman. How cool is this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113304337347651956?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113304337347651956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113304337347651956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/11/lobster-trap-tree.html' title='Lobster Trap Tree'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113302523278517121</id><published>2005-11-26T14:14:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T07:15:32.320-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/1600/lobster%20trap%20tree2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/320/lobster%20trap%20tree2005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays and the children.....&lt;br /&gt;We had a great quiet turkey day, then in or family tradition we went to see Santa at the waterfront the next day. It was a first for us to see the tree lighting that evening, but of course we had to go, the tree was made of lobster traps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113302523278517121?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113302523278517121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113302523278517121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/11/children.html' title='Children'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113286736142027374</id><published>2005-11-24T06:22:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T11:22:41.430-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pie &amp; Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/1600/PB230024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1152/463/320/PB230024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~pumpkin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113286736142027374?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113286736142027374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113286736142027374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/11/pie-bread.html' title='Pie &amp; Bread'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483129.post-113277357786151397</id><published>2005-11-23T16:21:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T09:19:37.870-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow on Thanksgiving Eve</title><content type='html'>Its been lightly snowing since 830am this morning here......&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have the Pumpkin pie in the oven as we speak/"write"&lt;br /&gt;Feels good to bake....I enjoy baking, not cooking....The aromas of the pie and the wood stove are hypnotic.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It hasn't reached above 30 today so far, and doubt it will,&lt;br /&gt;Stephen called me at lunch time told me to stoke the wood stove and put a log or two in.....Well I did and made a warm fire all by myself!!!!! I did it!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Little Steve and me waited on the back deck for Kalen's school bus, and he shoveled some snow.., kept saying "mess, mess" so very cute and so simple. This year will be fun because I think he will have a better grasp on the holidays and the snowy weather we have all too often.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As  big "S" Stephen says 'Let it snow Let it snow"    Bah! Too early for my taste, but what can you when you live at the frig gin North Pole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of Thanksgiving I take the time to reflect once again how lucky and blessed I truly am. I have a wonderful family. My very own and my extended loved ones. I began to talk with my younger brother again this year after two years of silence. I have incredible friends that have endured the value and loyalty of true meaningful friendships, although they area cross the miles, we remain. I have my health, my mom and dad do as well. What more could anyone else ask for or begin to feel the sense of gratitude I have in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7483129-113277357786151397?l=katchronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113277357786151397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7483129/posts/default/113277357786151397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katchronicles.blogspot.com/2005/11/snow-on-thanksgiving-eve.html' title='Snow on Thanksgiving Eve'/><author><name>Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06187250805501658636</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mWnjnKNx5Yg/TuqAR_tLy_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/375SOYwgI6M/s220/091411120826.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
