<?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-7041119187550600936</id><updated>2012-02-01T16:22:34.708-06:00</updated><category term='Laundry Room'/><category term='Decorating'/><category term='House'/><title type='text'>The Sweet Spot</title><subtitle type='html'>"This here is a sweet spot, this island...a sweet spot for a lad to get ashore on." from Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-771556862992023081</id><published>2009-11-14T09:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:30:28.771-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laundry Room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Laundry Room of My Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are the laundry rooms of my dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404000816419273026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sv7eHGSXeUI/AAAAAAAABnY/X3M0aa6f7ms/s400/laundry+room+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, this one is actually a kitchen, but you get the general idea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403985656818034674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sv7QUsXx5_I/AAAAAAAABnQ/N45237iOBd0/s400/coastal+kitchen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sv7QT3Dy9vI/AAAAAAAABnA/At1NIW21XeI/s1600-h/laundry+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403985642507138802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sv7QT3Dy9vI/AAAAAAAABnA/At1NIW21XeI/s400/laundry+room.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sv7QTgZhCVI/AAAAAAAABm4/ziNcHmizdvU/s1600-h/coastal+laundry+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403985636424223058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sv7QTgZhCVI/AAAAAAAABm4/ziNcHmizdvU/s400/coastal+laundry+room.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My laundry room doesn't even come close to these, but that's all about to change...I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-771556862992023081?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/771556862992023081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=771556862992023081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/771556862992023081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/771556862992023081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/11/laundry-room-of-my-dreams.html' title='Laundry Room of My Dreams'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sv7eHGSXeUI/AAAAAAAABnY/X3M0aa6f7ms/s72-c/laundry+room+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8953311792011585988</id><published>2009-11-12T09:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:05:47.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gap Friends &amp; Family 30% Discount</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My BFF, &lt;a href="http://www.timbrandikadekam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brandi&lt;/a&gt;, works at the Gap and is able to share a Friends &amp;amp; Family 30% discount two times per year.  If you want in on this deal, leave a comment with your e-mail address and I'll have the coupon e-mailed to you.  It's good for 30% off at Gap, Old Navy and Banana Republic today, 11/12/09 through Sunday, 11/15/09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8953311792011585988?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8953311792011585988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8953311792011585988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8953311792011585988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8953311792011585988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/11/gap-friends-family-30-discount.html' title='Gap Friends &amp; Family 30% Discount'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8342124800500170340</id><published>2009-11-12T08:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T08:25:14.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon...The Incredible Shrinking Woman</title><content type='html'>I've got a great idea for a new series of posts.  Stay tuned...  Let's see if The Incredible Procrastinating Woman can transform herself into The Incredible Shrinking Woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8342124800500170340?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8342124800500170340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8342124800500170340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8342124800500170340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8342124800500170340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/11/coming-soonthe-incredible-shrinking.html' title='Coming Soon...The Incredible Shrinking Woman'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5282878566033485571</id><published>2009-08-27T09:21:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:31:54.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures I Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpafqjteAOI/AAAAAAAABmU/_U9rSlcjtoQ/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374658758802538722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpafqjteAOI/AAAAAAAABmU/_U9rSlcjtoQ/s400/Storm+Baseball+315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob on the Pitcher's Mound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spafpa5aVKI/AAAAAAAABmE/eb2z6jmU73Y/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374658739256841378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spafpa5aVKI/AAAAAAAABmE/eb2z6jmU73Y/s400/Storm+Baseball+274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Tim Smith, surrounded by the Ramirez &amp;amp; Smith boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpafolWDHvI/AAAAAAAABl8/RGsl7TrVID0/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374658724881440498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpafolWDHvI/AAAAAAAABl8/RGsl7TrVID0/s400/Storm+Baseball+270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Jacob giving Kyson a bottle while Kadyn patiently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;waits for him to finish so they can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spafn67uIqI/AAAAAAAABl0/1Xw6QpZ8qNE/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374658713496724130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spafn67uIqI/AAAAAAAABl0/1Xw6QpZ8qNE/s400/Storm+Baseball+213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, we finally made it to Disney World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spab6yxVx0I/AAAAAAAABls/Qr-XrtgfKCI/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374654639676704578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spab6yxVx0I/AAAAAAAABls/Qr-XrtgfKCI/s400/Storm+Baseball+386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My niece Holly&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, Me, one of my BFFs Terri, and my SIL Cathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spab6YWsKSI/AAAAAAAABlk/F3p9FDgOM7Y/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374654632585603362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spab6YWsKSI/AAAAAAAABlk/F3p9FDgOM7Y/s400/Storm+Baseball+385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin Kim, My (pregnant) sister Sarah, Me and my cousin Debby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spab5TtBQVI/AAAAAAAABlc/ivgDhh9sAZc/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374654614157214034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spab5TtBQVI/AAAAAAAABlc/ivgDhh9sAZc/s400/Storm+Baseball+206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the Disney shuttle, headed to the Magic Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts were racing!&lt;br /&gt;It was all we could do to sit still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spab36Tgp-I/AAAAAAAABlM/M5n2cDPLxgc/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374654590159464418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Spab36Tgp-I/AAAAAAAABlM/M5n2cDPLxgc/s400/Storm+Baseball+172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We believe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpaYeKzDazI/AAAAAAAABlE/BwsK3_4yXVk/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374650849375251250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpaYeKzDazI/AAAAAAAABlE/BwsK3_4yXVk/s400/Storm+Baseball+214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Anything can happen at Disney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpaYdXL0DNI/AAAAAAAABk8/6CvyXSF3H0I/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374650835520457938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpaYdXL0DNI/AAAAAAAABk8/6CvyXSF3H0I/s400/Storm+Baseball+173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Surprised my sister by showing up unexpectedly at her ASU graduation party in 12/08. I hid in the back of my brother's SUV and this is the picture I snapped of Sarah when she saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpaYceTx9MI/AAAAAAAABk0/t4HXd763OBA/s1600-h/Storm+Baseball+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374650820253054146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpaYceTx9MI/AAAAAAAABk0/t4HXd763OBA/s400/Storm+Baseball+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam loves to make sugar cookies with frosting...almost as much as he loves eating them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpaYbG0zb3I/AAAAAAAABkk/Xc9w0iuuzCQ/s1600-h/Jennifer%27s+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374650796769242994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpaYbG0zb3I/AAAAAAAABkk/Xc9w0iuuzCQ/s400/Jennifer%27s+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Celebrated my good friend Jennifer's 40th birthday in May '09 with dinner and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-5282878566033485571?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5282878566033485571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5282878566033485571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5282878566033485571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5282878566033485571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures-i-love.html' title='Pictures I Love...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SpafqjteAOI/AAAAAAAABmU/_U9rSlcjtoQ/s72-c/Storm+Baseball+315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5198956946100994640</id><published>2009-05-15T15:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:14:42.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtle Rescue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sg3Wq6yp7II/AAAAAAAABkU/HfnoOXs6R0k/s1600-h/DSCN1815%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336157166328474754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sg3Wq6yp7II/AAAAAAAABkU/HfnoOXs6R0k/s400/DSCN1815%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found this cute little guy trying to cross the road today. Naturally, I pulled over, got out and put the turtle in a plastic container that I just happen to carry around in the event that I need to rescue a turtle. I think he's a box turtle, but what do I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Arizona-dwelling sister, Sarah and brother-in-law, Bret have a pet desert tortoise. A few weeks ago, while my sister was on vacation, her turtle somehow flipped itself over onto its back and had a close brush with death as a result. Apparently there is actually a difference between turtles and tortoises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, a desert tortoise can't do this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8d9c65b27f8ba957" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d9c65b27f8ba957%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4138A3D33A0F19558A2BFA655BEDC98BBC7F697D.2A6A46E304E5D66439331BC838773BED752EB6D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d9c65b27f8ba957%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfoE6xg7sMqZubxaWOH8FGfqOQug&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d9c65b27f8ba957%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4138A3D33A0F19558A2BFA655BEDC98BBC7F697D.2A6A46E304E5D66439331BC838773BED752EB6D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d9c65b27f8ba957%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfoE6xg7sMqZubxaWOH8FGfqOQug&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Is that cool or what?!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;No turtles (or tortoises) were harmed in the making of this video. The above-mentioned turtle has been safely released into the woods behind our house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And yes, Casey, one of my birthday wishes did come true. I found the Christopher Lowell desk, matching shelf and small filing cabinet on craigslist!!! When my office is cleaned up, I'll take a photo and share my exciting find. I'm still waiting for the Lexus, however.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5198956946100994640?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8d9c65b27f8ba957&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5198956946100994640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5198956946100994640&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5198956946100994640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5198956946100994640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/05/turtle-rescue.html' title='Turtle Rescue'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sg3Wq6yp7II/AAAAAAAABkU/HfnoOXs6R0k/s72-c/DSCN1815%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8617979651356735218</id><published>2009-03-22T17:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:53:04.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day/Birthday Wish List...continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Christopher Lowell Shore Home Collection would be the perfect complement to my coastal inspired office. Willie, just in case you're reading, you can find it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.officedepot.com/a/browse/christopher-lowell-furniture/Nr=200000&amp;amp;N=256064/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sca8hiGG27I/AAAAAAAABj8/OCoFxLRJbTc/s1600-h/office+furniture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316143694431574962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sca8hiGG27I/AAAAAAAABj8/OCoFxLRJbTc/s400/office+furniture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One more thing, as long as I'm calling this a &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt; list...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316148869381074626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScbBOwSNrsI/AAAAAAAABkE/IKX9lNWWwKU/s400/lexus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8617979651356735218?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8617979651356735218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8617979651356735218&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8617979651356735218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8617979651356735218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/03/mothers-daybirthday-wish-listcontinued.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day/Birthday Wish List...continued'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/Sca8hiGG27I/AAAAAAAABj8/OCoFxLRJbTc/s72-c/office+furniture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-6709456867942347196</id><published>2009-03-21T22:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:34:08.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughed so hard I snorted</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="425" height="355" src="http://www.redbalcony.com/media/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="config=http://www.redbalcony.com/media/config.php?vid=23764" bgColor="#FFFFFF" quality="high" allowScriptAccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-6709456867942347196?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/6709456867942347196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=6709456867942347196&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6709456867942347196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6709456867942347196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Laughed so hard I snorted'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-6073436581074964157</id><published>2009-03-20T14:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:14:07.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day/Birthday Wish List</title><content type='html'>May 6 and May 10 are &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;getting close enough for me to start my wish list...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with one of these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315349963970700834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScPqoVtb5iI/AAAAAAAABiU/id5jdWWx77k/s400/tote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/onlineProductDisplay.vs?namespace=productDisplay&amp;amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;amp;event=display&amp;amp;prnbr=CL-238154&amp;amp;cgname=OSKEYSHUZZZ&amp;amp;rfnbr=5889"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, my husband would have to actually read my blog for this to work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-6073436581074964157?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/6073436581074964157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=6073436581074964157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6073436581074964157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6073436581074964157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/03/mothers-daybirthday-wish-list.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day/Birthday Wish List'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScPqoVtb5iI/AAAAAAAABiU/id5jdWWx77k/s72-c/tote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-3599202191124469438</id><published>2009-01-27T11:17:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:31:45.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to celebrate a new year Ramirez style</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've waited so long to complete this post that I don't want to procrastinate a minute longer even though it lacks captions and stories. So, enjoy the picture (and video) show of our new year's trip to &lt;a href="http://www.ruidoso.net/"&gt;Ruidoso, NM &lt;/a&gt;to visit family and &lt;a href="http://www.skiapache.com/"&gt;ski Apache&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScZ_PMduTWI/AAAAAAAABi0/5H9ju3AMFPY/s1600-h/nm+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316076309178109282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScZ_PMduTWI/AAAAAAAABi0/5H9ju3AMFPY/s400/nm+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316076316072488882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScZ_PmJeL7I/AAAAAAAABi8/KF9ir2Giygk/s400/nm+g+%26+g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316076775988276722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScZ_qXd8LfI/AAAAAAAABjM/4GfEPSLPiso/s400/woodcarving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScZ_PCrJduI/AAAAAAAABis/Zx6dNjeMPEk/s1600-h/bears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316076306550060770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScZ_PCrJduI/AAAAAAAABis/Zx6dNjeMPEk/s400/bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316073617918746962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScZ8yivfYVI/AAAAAAAABic/7UfMyXFT6bA/s400/NM+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316077822028252258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScaAnQRThGI/AAAAAAAABjU/odczndvklns/s400/Ariana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316080457310416178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScaDApdiLTI/AAAAAAAABjs/YfuS3d1JkTA/s400/nm+snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316080458952588962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SX9Lw3M2f8I/AAAAAAAABiI/VOZybfODo4E/s400/DSCN1456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296034062222437330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SX9K64UjK9I/AAAAAAAABho/sEziiBAJ4MA/s400/DSCN1458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296034064371266210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SX9K7AU3sqI/AAAAAAAABhw/bnPD0Drc7p0/s400/DSCN1461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SX9Lw59kLPI/AAAAAAAABiA/_jOK7wVYgeM/s1600-h/DSCN1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296034990375841010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; 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href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-to-celebrate-new-year-ramirez-style.html' title='How to celebrate a new year Ramirez style'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/ScZ_PMduTWI/AAAAAAAABi0/5H9ju3AMFPY/s72-c/nm+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-4477849596268527415</id><published>2009-01-24T15:04:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:25:35.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I love about Kansas City (the seasons)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kansas City really is the perfect place to live if you want to experience a change in seasons without being miserably hot in the summer or buried in snow all winter. It's hard for me to say whether I enjoy spring or fall more. Watching the leaves change colors, a slight nip in the air and roasting marshmallows over backyard firepits are something I look forward to each October. This past fall, I took a series of pictures of the same tree in our backyard over a period of two and a half weeks so I could share what we experience here with our friends and family who live in the Southwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294972491596712450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuFbVkWSgI/AAAAAAAABes/pyN6dTYcw_8/s400/DSCN0979.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; October 4, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294972509452422226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuFcYFezFI/AAAAAAAABfE/vLFKC379jKk/s400/DSCN0992.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; October 6, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294975618192362210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuIRVC1yuI/AAAAAAAABfM/yYvKkVEIbAk/s400/DSCN1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;October 7, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294975622660734546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuIRlsLvlI/AAAAAAAABfU/lI49kB4VmgY/s400/DSCN1062.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;October 10, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294975635834669202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuISWxGCJI/AAAAAAAABfc/zSea3L2xCnk/s400/DSCN1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;October 11, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294975646772591810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuIS_g5fMI/AAAAAAAABfs/VqmjjtOtAwc/s400/DSCN1123.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;October 12, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294977486520231986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuJ-FG6qDI/AAAAAAAABf0/08va7-OyVfs/s400/DSCN1125.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; October 14, 2008 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294978388553823570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuKylce9VI/AAAAAAAABf8/ylSAA_mGwcY/s400/DSCN1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;October 18, 2008 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294979496365577778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuLzEXY1jI/AAAAAAAABgE/99hDUI6y3Cc/s400/DSCN1133.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;October 19, 2008 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294980299888771794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuMh1uPwtI/AAAAAAAABgM/I0NlilSUr10/s400/DSCN1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;October 20, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294972488860026018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuFbLX3xKI/AAAAAAAABek/U2dCaB8gSpc/s400/DSCN1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt; October 21, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Admittedly, when the trees are bare and brown, the grass is dormant and all the flowers are dead, it's not very pretty here...until the first snowfall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294982105646678114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuOK8sewGI/AAAAAAAABgk/kGalACBKAsI/s400/671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294982104563340690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuOK4qMVZI/AAAAAAAABgc/uEjYj9W2X7A/s400/670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294982097013803602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuOKciPilI/AAAAAAAABgU/eF8sEjtbIB0/s400/257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-4477849596268527415?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/4477849596268527415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=4477849596268527415&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4477849596268527415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4477849596268527415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-i-love-about-kansas-city-seasons.html' title='Things I love about Kansas City (the seasons)'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SXuFbVkWSgI/AAAAAAAABes/pyN6dTYcw_8/s72-c/DSCN0979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-785799932890547791</id><published>2008-11-02T11:56:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T14:47:55.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100% Weird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQ3qDs3dOpI/AAAAAAAABdk/_y4mJ9F3v2c/s1600-h/links_award.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264120888770247314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQ3qDs3dOpI/AAAAAAAABdk/_y4mJ9F3v2c/s400/links_award.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;****REVISED to add #8****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://its-all-about-them.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm supposed to tell you 7 weird things about myself. That shouldn't be too hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I LOVE spinach with red wine vinegar. I crave it and will even eat it as a late night snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ever since I took typing in Junior High, I mentally "type" in my head. It's an annoying nervous habit of mine. It's probably a symptom of OCD, but I try not to think about it too much. It's probably also the reason I can type obscenely fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I bite my nails down to the nub. I can quit for short periods of time, but I always start back up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I love to squeeze people's arms, specifically the bicep area and preferably people I love like Willie and the boys. I've done this since I was a little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I hate beer. That may not seem very weird to some of you, but I have been in plenty of social situations where it sure felt weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm a total dork who loves dressing up for Halloween, doing silly jumps off the diving board, making up dumb songs to sing to my kids, etc. Does that make me a fun Mom or an immature weirdo? Wait, don't answer that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I really like to address envelopes. I tried to come up with something better than that, but I'm tired from last night's Halloween festivities and the brain is not up to full speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just decided to update this list by copying Jennifer. My closet is organized by category (i.e. short sleeve, long sleeve, sleeveless, t-shirts) AND everything is in color order, something I picked up back in my days of working retail at Ross Dress For Less. And, yes, I hang my t-shirts. I also hang my shorts and all my pants, even jeans. I once organized my friend Terri's closet.  How's it looking Terri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I almost forgot that I'm supposed to tag 7 other bloggers. But you know what? I get stressed out sometimes when people tag me so I'm not going to inflict that potential stress on anybody else. In fact, I am still stressing about Wende's tag to tell my love story. The scanner is now hooked up, but I'm having trouble with the software for it so until I figure that out, no love story. It just wouldn't be complete without some pre-digital pix that I have to scan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm also trying to locate the cord for my camera so I can get lots of photos from Halloween and our trip to Phoenix downloaded, but so far, it's still MIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-785799932890547791?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/785799932890547791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=785799932890547791&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/785799932890547791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/785799932890547791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/11/weird-stuff.html' title='100% Weird'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQ3qDs3dOpI/AAAAAAAABdk/_y4mJ9F3v2c/s72-c/links_award.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8228853397694887749</id><published>2008-10-29T17:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:35:03.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Halloweens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjiKBMWPaI/AAAAAAAABdc/sN80ziLnWDM/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262704826329218466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjiKBMWPaI/AAAAAAAABdc/sN80ziLnWDM/s400/IMG_0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 2007 - Back View&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjiJgNOOvI/AAAAAAAABdU/UhCdMdXRBos/s1600-h/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262704817474517746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjiJgNOOvI/AAAAAAAABdU/UhCdMdXRBos/s400/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 2008 - Front View&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjiJAVSbjI/AAAAAAAABdM/ehdP-bEbPpQ/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262704808918412850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjiJAVSbjI/AAAAAAAABdM/ehdP-bEbPpQ/s400/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is me and my Mom in 2007, but it's actually my costume from 2006. When I get the scanner working, I want to post it again because Willie was a tourist Grandpa and we rocked! We even won the neighborhood award, which is a hugely coveted and very competitive contest. By the way, "me and my Mom" is proper grammar, even though it doesn't sound like it. If you are a regular reader, you know I am a freak about good grammar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjha3T5iJI/AAAAAAAABdE/ETozDpHTcns/s1600-h/220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262704016222685330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjha3T5iJI/AAAAAAAABdE/ETozDpHTcns/s400/220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Garth &amp;amp; Wayne 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I almost didn't post this one because of my double chin, but what the heck...I have no shame!&lt;/span&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/7041119187550600936-8228853397694887749?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8228853397694887749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8228853397694887749&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8228853397694887749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8228853397694887749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/10/past-halloweens.html' title='Past Halloweens'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjiKBMWPaI/AAAAAAAABdc/sN80ziLnWDM/s72-c/IMG_0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-2429637662250303738</id><published>2008-10-29T16:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:58:01.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjaItO2NQI/AAAAAAAABc8/D--l0FbETVY/s1600-h/bimbo+cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262696007698101506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjaItO2NQI/AAAAAAAABc8/D--l0FbETVY/s400/bimbo+cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I promised my sister I would blog about our night out on the town during my visit to Phoenix so check back tomorrow evening and I'll try to have the pix downloaded and everything ready. Meanwhile, I thought this cartoon was pretty funny, especially in light of the fact that last year, I dressed up as a large bag of trash (Willie was the garbage man), the year prior, I was Garth (Willie was Wayne - Wayne's World, get it?) and the year before that, I was a tourist Grandma....not very bimbo-ish, huh? If I can ever get my scanner working, I need to post those pix. Oh wait, I think I have a digital copy of the garbage costume. I'll check on that later this evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-2429637662250303738?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/2429637662250303738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=2429637662250303738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2429637662250303738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2429637662250303738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/10/be-back-soon.html' title='She&apos;s back...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SQjaItO2NQI/AAAAAAAABc8/D--l0FbETVY/s72-c/bimbo+cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-3286227523614802881</id><published>2008-10-13T15:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:52:50.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SPOx7l5GNQI/AAAAAAAABc0/8cDZD9Hkehg/s1600-h/closed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256740827413492994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SPOx7l5GNQI/AAAAAAAABc0/8cDZD9Hkehg/s400/closed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I like blogging. I really like blogging. In fact, I like blogging so much that I occasionally, well actually I &lt;em&gt;often&lt;/em&gt; read blogs and write my own blog when I should be doing other stuff, important stuff like taking care of my family. So, I am imposing a temporary moratorium on all blogging activity. I don't know how long I'll be gone, as long as it takes to get my priorities back in order, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really stink at managing my time. Anybody want to share their tips for success?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, if you look closely, you'll notice that in the picture above, the closed sign is posted on a Taco Bell menu. How appropriate is that for me?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-3286227523614802881?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/3286227523614802881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=3286227523614802881&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3286227523614802881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3286227523614802881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/10/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SPOx7l5GNQI/AAAAAAAABc0/8cDZD9Hkehg/s72-c/closed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-4921435188842062013</id><published>2008-10-05T20:23:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:03:25.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploding Twinkie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ever wonder what would happen if you stuck a firecracker in a Twinkie? Adam and I came up with this idea a couple weeks ago, but have been unable to enlist Willie in our twisted plot. So, last night while he was gone, we recruited a young neighbor to help us with this explosive experiment (with his parents' permission, of course). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254028760448512850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOoPUhI4M1I/AAAAAAAABcA/GNnVVL_f9gA/s400/DSCN0984%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pre-explosion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-21da5cb0691adbfe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21da5cb0691adbfe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D752FA3943762C9972F3C48AA95DDDBAA37EDD252.1226DBF1F604E0F20FC174B227294AF5C9AE4836%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21da5cb0691adbfe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_7jeMa9UDxkGg6fbUF8b3xzGqx8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21da5cb0691adbfe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D752FA3943762C9972F3C48AA95DDDBAA37EDD252.1226DBF1F604E0F20FC174B227294AF5C9AE4836%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21da5cb0691adbfe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_7jeMa9UDxkGg6fbUF8b3xzGqx8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254028765155109682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOoPUyrBKzI/AAAAAAAABcI/tL51tOedFGI/s400/DSCN0986%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Post-explosion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1b7e0dbebe17571" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01b7e0dbebe17571%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ED8E93F4AC0FA2A64CD36AC1B43243B873B1978.2D80C27FCB61225BA49A67F6D2570803FDB6D83B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b7e0dbebe17571%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZ7RTSDZvKZ5iNmE4V0vu5udSCGs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01b7e0dbebe17571%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ED8E93F4AC0FA2A64CD36AC1B43243B873B1978.2D80C27FCB61225BA49A67F6D2570803FDB6D83B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b7e0dbebe17571%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZ7RTSDZvKZ5iNmE4V0vu5udSCGs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One more time....let's finish this thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254028773844648946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOoPVTCxA_I/AAAAAAAABcQ/SGYfDgo0LrY/s400/DSCN0988%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It wasn't pretty, but it was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;While I was working on this post, Olivia Newton-John appeared on the Early Show and it got me reminiscing about one of my all-time favorite singers, thus the Olivia Newton-John tunes you are being treated to if the volume on your computer isn't turned down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-4921435188842062013?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1b7e0dbebe17571&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=21da5cb0691adbfe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/4921435188842062013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=4921435188842062013&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4921435188842062013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4921435188842062013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/10/exploding-twinkie.html' title='Exploding Twinkie'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOoPUhI4M1I/AAAAAAAABcA/GNnVVL_f9gA/s72-c/DSCN0984%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-2866277983948843957</id><published>2008-10-03T13:44:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:34:02.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>International Walk to School Day (Are you kidding me?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOZoMg88vEI/AAAAAAAABbg/XhfYwJjrq50/s1600-h/walk+to+school+day.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253000579587554370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOZoMg88vEI/AAAAAAAABbg/XhfYwJjrq50/s400/walk+to+school+day.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning on the way to school (driving by the way, because we live almost 2 miles away)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Boys, next Wednesday is Walk to School Day, but I have to work so we won't be able to participate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys: "OK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few seconds pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob: "Can't you walk to school whenever you want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob: "Then why do they have a special day for it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "To make the Mommies who can't do it feel guilty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;GUILT and parenting go hand in hand. I like guilt. It's something I'm good at.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-2866277983948843957?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/2866277983948843957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=2866277983948843957&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2866277983948843957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2866277983948843957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/10/walk-to-school-day.html' title='International Walk to School Day (Are you kidding me?)'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOZoMg88vEI/AAAAAAAABbg/XhfYwJjrq50/s72-c/walk+to+school+day.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5978549672943925361</id><published>2008-10-01T22:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:07:13.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Got a Winner...or Two...or Three!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SORHoCX9iII/AAAAAAAABbY/3ki3e7WCKvM/s1600-h/congratulations_myspace_graphics_03.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252401818578552962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SORHoCX9iII/AAAAAAAABbY/3ki3e7WCKvM/s400/congratulations_myspace_graphics_03.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two really cool things just happened. First, tonight I decided that I was going to choose 3 WINNERS and give away all three books. But in order to do so, if the random number generator chose three winners who picked the same book, I would have to take the first one it picked and try again until it picked a person who wanted a different book and so on and so forth. Did that make any sense at all or was it as clear as mud? Doesn't really matter, the point is that there are 3 WINNERS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are the first three numbers chosen by the &lt;a href="http://www.random.org/integers/"&gt;RANDOM NUMBER GENERATOR&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are your random numbers: 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Timestamp: 2008-10-02 03:39:55 UTC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are your random numbers:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Timestamp: 2008-10-02 03:43:16 UTC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are your random numbers:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Timestamp: 2008-10-02 03:43:38 UTC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The 5th comment was left by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://seriouslyshellie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shellie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; who wanted, "Before You Know Kindness".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The 2nd comment was left by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yarnhogaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jen S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; who wanted, "The Kite Runner". She also won my last contest, the lucky dog! I swear the contests aren't rigged. If they were, my sister would be a winner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And last but not least, the 1st comment, yes it REALLY picked #1, much to my surprise and hers, was left by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mookarama.com/megan/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Megan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; who wanted, "Letters From a Skeptic". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought it might get complicated trying to give away three books when several people wanted the same ones, but the stars were aligned in my favor tonight. Good thing too because I'm TIRED! Megan and Shellie, I'll need your addresses. Email me at kcaimee (at) gmail (dot) com. Jen, I'm good with yours and by the way, mark your calendar for Saturday, 10/25, because I'll be in town and we're going to get crazy that night!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hey look, I just finished a whole post and never once mentioned deceased pets...oh wait, I just did. Oops! Maybe next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5978549672943925361?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5978549672943925361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5978549672943925361&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5978549672943925361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5978549672943925361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/10/weve-got-winneror-twoor-three.html' title='We&apos;ve Got a Winner...or Two...or Three!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SORHoCX9iII/AAAAAAAABbY/3ki3e7WCKvM/s72-c/congratulations_myspace_graphics_03.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1998818741420835327</id><published>2008-09-28T21:02:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:13:53.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Cemetery</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOA4KpZtlCI/AAAAAAAABas/rwgmI4huNog/s1600-h/DSCN0975%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251258921077543970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOA4KpZtlCI/AAAAAAAABas/rwgmI4huNog/s400/DSCN0975%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOA4LMhbfjI/AAAAAAAABa0/La1z9AS803A/s1600-h/DSCN0977%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251258930505154098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOA4LMhbfjI/AAAAAAAABa0/La1z9AS803A/s400/DSCN0977%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOA4LDdDFOI/AAAAAAAABa8/AHujIyqRUEA/s1600-h/DSCN0978%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251258928070857954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOA4LDdDFOI/AAAAAAAABa8/AHujIyqRUEA/s400/DSCN0978%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is where Peanut and Brandy are buried. It's a woodsy area behind our backyard that I sometimes refer to as the Pet Cemetery because of all the neighborhood pets buried there. It's not as creepy as it sounds, especially if you've read the book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pet_Sematary"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Pet Sematary" by Stephen King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Now, that book is creepy and makes a great read for the month of October. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Peanut doesn't have a proper headstone because we haven't made one yet. He's probably up in doggie heaven looking down and thinking, well sure you haven't made a headstone...you've been too overcome with grief. I could tell when I saw you the next day at Worlds of Fun...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok, this is going to be my last post about deceased pets for a long time, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-1998818741420835327?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1998818741420835327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1998818741420835327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1998818741420835327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1998818741420835327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/pet-cemetery.html' title='Pet Cemetery'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOA4KpZtlCI/AAAAAAAABas/rwgmI4huNog/s72-c/DSCN0975%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-3484261798116712692</id><published>2008-09-28T10:36:00.027-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:21:15.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KFC, Fast Stop and Some Other Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of the reasons I chose Friday for our family to say good-bye to Peanut was because we had plans to go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldsoffun.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Worlds of Fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on Saturday. Sadness can only linger for so long at an amusement park. So, on Friday, we shed lots of tears, read a great book called Dog Heaven, and buried our old friend next to our other dear old friend, Brandy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251103784185853906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN-rEfcbd9I/AAAAAAAABaE/i2zkkWs8bME/s400/dog+heaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I should probably clarify at this point that Brandy was our beloved dog and Peanut's partner in crime for many years, not Brandi, my BFF from Wichita. When Brandy and I used to work together at Koch Industries in Wichita, I would come in and tell stories about "Brandy" and people who didn't know I had a dog with that name would get a funny look on their face, which would remind me that I needed to clarify I was talking about a canine and not my co-worker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251113482185758594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN-z4_TyV4I/AAAAAAAABaU/s6rMalMjPdE/s400/brandi" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Brandi (the friend) with Kadyn &amp;amp; Kamden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251267928650945650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SOBAW9OkFHI/AAAAAAAABbE/Fr9B4_T7o5M/s400/DSCN0974%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Brandy (the dog) with Jacob. She looked a lot like Peanut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, back to my story. On Saturday, we woke up, put our sadness behind us and prepared for a great day at Worlds of Fun. My Mom's company provides discounted tickets for their employees once a year. It just so happens that they do it during the "Halloween Haunt", which is very cool and if you live in or near Kansas City, I highly recommend that you immediately make plans to take your family. I'll be posting highlights of it later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We decided to make a quick fast food run on the way to save some money and time. We graciously allowed Adam to decide for all of us that we would go to KFC (Kentucky Fried Chicken). Not my favorite place, but whatever, let's just eat and get there already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I should tell you that my last few experiences at KFC have been anything but fulfilling. Two years ago, on the 4th of July, I waited for almost an hour to get a couple buckets of chicken and the last time I went, they were out of original recipe drumsticks AND macaroni &amp;amp; cheese, which are pretty much the only reasons for going there in the first place. This trip to KFC proved to be no exception to the general "KFC sucks" rule. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We placed our order with a clerk who told us they didn't have Dr. Pepper, despite the fact that the menu listed Dr. Pepper (note, he didn't say they were out of it, he said they didn't have it), next the clerk told us to slow down because we were ordering too fast (we weren't), next came a verrrrry long wait for our food and lastly, we had to ask for napkins and one of our drinks because they forgot to give them to us. Whatever...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;let's just get there already&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While my family waited in the drive-thru line, I decided to jump out and run next door to the Fast Stop convenience market (not the one pictured below). I need to tell you that my boys are currently obsessed with convenience markets and all the cool stuff they have to offer so it was no surprise that Jacob wanted to go with me. Since he was sitting in the middle and Grandma would have to get out, not to mention that we were sitting in a drive-thru line, I told him no. This disappointed Jacob because as he said, he "just wanted to see it".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is so easily entertained. I love that about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251103787346170066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN-rErN6ENI/AAAAAAAABaM/Ok4uMj_XVHg/s400/FASTSTOP-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I returned to the truck to find my family STILL WAITING in the drive-thru line. I proceeded to joke with Jacob by telling him that it had been the coolest convenience market I had ever seen. He was bummed until I told him I was kidding. I then told my family about the man who entered Fast Stop while I was there and asked, "What's that smell?". The clerk asked what it smelled like, to which he replied, "a bad perm". Hmmm, I didn't know bad perms had a distinctive smell, but apparently they do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, after I relayed the bad perm story, sucked down half my Dr. Pepper (purchased at Fast Stop) and we finally got our food, we hit the road again, munching on our hard-earned KFC. A few minutes later, we pass this billboard on the side of the road.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251097787156773762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN-lnaxRu4I/AAAAAAAABZ0/El7vxkyMwEc/s400/pam-anderson-peta.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh yeah, we were definitely cracking up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; How do you explain THAT while your kids are chowing away on their chicken? And, trust me, they wanted to know what were we laughing at. I mean, if Pam says it, there must be some truth, right? Live scalding, painful debeaking and crippled chickens aside, I'm pretty sure we are done with KFC. My boys will just have to suffer with Mac &amp;amp; Cheese made from a box and fried chicken from the grocery store deli counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-3484261798116712692?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/3484261798116712692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=3484261798116712692&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3484261798116712692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3484261798116712692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/kfc-fast-stop-and-some-other-stuff.html' title='KFC, Fast Stop and Some Other Stuff'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN-rEfcbd9I/AAAAAAAABaE/i2zkkWs8bME/s72-c/dog+heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-2131996822342297045</id><published>2008-09-26T20:15:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:21:22.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's celebrate with a GIVEAWAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250503727171663042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN2JUk3udMI/AAAAAAAABZE/quV7eAWsuT0/s400/100th%2520blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**** EDITED on 9/30 ****&lt;/strong&gt;  If you are leaving an anonymous comment because you don't have a blogger account, be sure to include an email address so I can locate you if you're a winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Faithful blog readers, thank you for hanging with me, despite the fact that I occasionally go MIA when life gets too crazy. For those of you who are just "popping in", you may be in luck. I'm going to try out this &lt;a href="http://www.random.org/integers/"&gt;"random number generator"&lt;/a&gt; thing for a 100th blog entry GIVEAWAY contest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Remember my garage sale from a few weeks ago? At first, I jokingly said that I would be giving away some of the leftovers, but then I realized I might be onto something. I packed up almost all of the leftovers for Goodwill, but saved a few for this contest. Because I love to read and constantly have my nose stuck in a book, the winner of this giveaway will get to choose one book from the following three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1564762440/bookstorenow600-20"&gt;Letters from a Skeptic: A Son Wrestles with His Father's Questions about Christianity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/1564762440/ref=sib_dp_pt#reader-link"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250520191453162018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN2YS7GU6iI/AAAAAAAABZU/pB_ziQns6T4/s400/letters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Before-Know-Kindness-Chris-Bohjalian/dp/1400031656/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1222482297&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before You Know Kindness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/1400031656/ref=sib_dp_pt#reader-link"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250521700700025554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN2Zqxe0ctI/AAAAAAAABZc/ZP3F4rJC89Q/s400/Before+you+know.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kite-Runner-Khaled-Hosseini/dp/1594480001/ref=pd_bbs_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1222482430&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/1594480001/ref=sib_dp_pt#reader-link"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250522357042369698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN2aQ-jB1KI/AAAAAAAABZk/KDaSKxjmIrs/s400/kite+runner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After you slog your way through this lengthy post, leave a comment telling me which thing (or two) from my "100 List" we have in common, which book you want if you're the "chosen one", and consider yourself entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I have noticed that lots of people commemorate their 100th blog entry with their own personal "100 List" so I've been working on such a list. I don't think I can come up with 100 things, but let's see how far I can go with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) There was a time in my life when I didn't want to have children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2) There was a time in my life when I wanted 4 children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3) No, we are not going to "try for" a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4) Yes, it makes me mad when people assume I couldn't possibly be fulfilled without a little girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5) I LOVE having boys and if we were going to have a 3rd child (we're not), I would be ecstatic to have another boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6) I love dogs and if Willie would let me, we would have a Great Dane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;7) I have a bachelor's degree in social work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;8) I like camping out under the stars without a tent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;9) Bugs don't bother me too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;10) But, I am terrified of scorpions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;11) I have been stung by a scorpion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;12) I was born in Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;13) I was married in Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;14) I love big pick-up trucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;15) I hate wearing shoes, except for flip-flops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;16) I am not a very good driver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;17) I once got into 4 car accidents within a two-year period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;18) My first car was a red Ford Mustang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;19) I cried when Elvis died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;20) I need LOTS of sleep to be happy (9-10 hours a night is ideal).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;21) I eat Taco Bell at least once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;22) I am a HUGE Garth Brooks fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;23) It is a big pet peeve of mine to see people use its and it's, there and their or your and you're incorrectly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;24) I am slightly obsessed with the mafia and I love movies like "Casino", "The Godfather", etc. I also like to watch "Sopranos" re-runs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;25) My first "real" job was working as a Dietary Aide in the kitchen and dining room of a nursing home when I was 16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;26) I have saved the nametags from all my jobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;27) I also have every paycheck stub from age 16 to the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;28) Before my first "real" job, I cleaned houses and washed cars for spending money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;29) I bite my fingernails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;30) I HATED cats until Rocky adopted us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;31) I lived in San Francisco for a short time right after I graduated from college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;32) I went to seven different elementary schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;33) I love reading true crime books by authors like Ann Rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;34) I love watching true crime TV shows like "American Justice" and "Cold Case Files".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;35) I am a purse snob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;36) I once dressed up as a chicken for $50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;37) I have two Cabbage Patch dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;38) I still have my wisdom teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;39) My left foot is quite a bit larger than my right foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;40) I snore, or so I'm told, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;41) Someday, I'd like to live out in the country on a small piece of land (not too far out though, a girl still has to shop!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;42) I really like mowing the lawn and when we lived in Wichita; many times, I mowed while Willie cooked dinner. I think it freaked our traditional neighbors out a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, not quite 100, not even close actually, but I'm tired, it's been a hard day and I'm pretty sure nobody is that interested anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, one last HIP HIP HOORAY for my 100th blog entry! Hope to see you in the Comments section...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN2JUdanOcI/AAAAAAAABY0/s6_Ts5Qt7ac/s1600-h/100.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN2JU48WQ3I/AAAAAAAABZM/lKYPWRp-rlo/s1600-h/2000_99_51---Number-One-Hundred_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250503732559758194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN2JU48WQ3I/AAAAAAAABZM/lKYPWRp-rlo/s400/2000_99_51---Number-One-Hundred_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P.S. I'll have the Random Integer Generator pick a winner on Wednesday, October 1. All comments entered before 5pm Central time will be eligible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-2131996822342297045?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/2131996822342297045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=2131996822342297045&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2131996822342297045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2131996822342297045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-celebrate-with-giveaway.html' title='Let&apos;s celebrate with a GIVEAWAY!!!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN2JUk3udMI/AAAAAAAABZE/quV7eAWsuT0/s72-c/100th%2520blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8713704765204675384</id><published>2008-09-26T16:22:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:41:43.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Old Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN1UIwmGvZI/AAAAAAAABYU/OGC0mN1ARjQ/s1600-h/DSCN0914%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250445250044280210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN1UIwmGvZI/AAAAAAAABYU/OGC0mN1ARjQ/s400/DSCN0914%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN1UJBRE-RI/AAAAAAAABYc/gcBWFcHFRbY/s1600-h/DSCN0916%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250445254519486738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN1UJBRE-RI/AAAAAAAABYc/gcBWFcHFRbY/s400/DSCN0916%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250445474867554386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN1UV2IJqFI/AAAAAAAABYs/3cS4QEKXRSw/s400/peanut" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN1UJgvmd2I/AAAAAAAABYk/OGT2EHqXPhw/s1600-h/DSCN0917%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250445262969010018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN1UJgvmd2I/AAAAAAAABYk/OGT2EHqXPhw/s400/DSCN0917%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Peanut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1/13/94 - 9/26/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-8713704765204675384?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8713704765204675384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8713704765204675384&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8713704765204675384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8713704765204675384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/rest-in-peace.html' title='Farewell Old Friend'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SN1UIwmGvZI/AAAAAAAABYU/OGC0mN1ARjQ/s72-c/DSCN0914%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-4912153903053025317</id><published>2008-09-19T12:00:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:09:49.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I "Heart" Hatch, NM Green Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNLu6RVsVjI/AAAAAAAABX8/gNU0uMsiHcs/s1600-h/Chile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247519200694261298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNLu6RVsVjI/AAAAAAAABX8/gNU0uMsiHcs/s400/Chile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some people might be scared if they received a box from the UPS man and it contained a mysterious burlap bag. Hmm, what could it be? Body Parts, Roadkill...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNLpZVh_RLI/AAAAAAAABXs/5coWKtt2L1Q/s1600-h/Chile+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247513137325753522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNLpZVh_RLI/AAAAAAAABXs/5coWKtt2L1Q/s400/Chile+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Courtesy of Willie's Uncle Sonny, who lives in Mimbres, New Mexico, it is a large burlap bag filled with yummy Hatch, New Mexico green chile peppers!!! Hatch is known as the chile capital of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Normally, Willie roasts our chile peppers on the BBQ before placing portions in ziploc bags and freezing it. This time, I think we're going to try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/06/how-toroast-green-chilies/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;roasting our chile peppers Pioneer Woman style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, in the oven. It has to be roasted quickly or the chile will turn red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.route-66-beef-jerky.com/hatch-new-mexico-green-chile.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you know that chile peppers have a lot of nutritional value&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247518417783162770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNLuMsxJB5I/AAAAAAAABX0/ttBH4b7AszQ/s400/hatch-new-mexico-roasted-green-chilis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is what chile looks like after it is roasted. The black, icky looking part is the skin which you peel off to get to the yummy fleshy part. Once you've had fresh green chile, you'll have a hard time eating canned green chiles again. The salsa my husband makes with this chile absolutely ROCKS MY WORLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you are a local friend and would like to try some Hatch, NM chiles, let me know. As you can see, we have plenty to go around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-4912153903053025317?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/4912153903053025317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=4912153903053025317&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4912153903053025317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4912153903053025317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-heart-hatch-nm-green-chile.html' title='I &quot;Heart&quot; Hatch, NM Green Chile'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNLu6RVsVjI/AAAAAAAABX8/gNU0uMsiHcs/s72-c/Chile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1223443643147793386</id><published>2008-09-18T18:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:20:53.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You might be a redneck if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You convince your dubious husband to bring another TV stand up from the basement and stack it on top of the existing one so that you can watch TV in bed without the footboard blocking your view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247510593435364274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNLnFQzQa7I/AAAAAAAABXc/SkAR5Bc3wkE/s400/TV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of my dubious husband, he probably isn't going to be happy to see this picture posted for the world to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-1223443643147793386?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1223443643147793386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1223443643147793386&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1223443643147793386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1223443643147793386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-might-be-redneck-if.html' title='You might be a redneck if...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNLnFQzQa7I/AAAAAAAABXc/SkAR5Bc3wkE/s72-c/TV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8275086056314415851</id><published>2008-09-17T14:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:28:47.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely on my Wish List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNFa46xECKI/AAAAAAAABXM/ipBCIfki75s/s1600-h/Necklace"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247074974757554338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNFa46xECKI/AAAAAAAABXM/ipBCIfki75s/s400/Necklace" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you want a funky, fresh hand-stamped necklace like this one (or something similar), get over to &lt;a href="http://timbrandikadekam.blogspot.com/2008/09/holiday-home-decorators-and-hand.html"&gt;A Splash of Brandi &lt;/a&gt;and let her know.  While you're there, pick one up for me.  Christmas is just around the corner.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, if you're a retail store, Christmas is already here, right next to the Halloween section (at least it is at Target and Hobby Lobby).  Every time I walk past the artificial Christmas trees, ornaments, red ribbon and artificial poinsettias, my heart rate quickens.  AHHH, the stress of it all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My 100th post and next giveaway is just 4 posts away.  I'm hoping to work my way to it in the next week.  With lots of hard work and procrastination of everything else I should be doing, I think I can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8275086056314415851?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8275086056314415851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8275086056314415851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8275086056314415851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8275086056314415851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/definitely-on-my-wish-list.html' title='Definitely on my Wish List'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SNFa46xECKI/AAAAAAAABXM/ipBCIfki75s/s72-c/Necklace' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-46438483040072171</id><published>2008-09-14T19:56:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:51:22.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>46 Days Until Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246048560004577330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM21Xt2FuDI/AAAAAAAABW4/LbMq3fI0v1I/s400/DSCN0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My friend &amp;amp; neighbor, Michelle, loves Halloween.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246046896613656514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM2z25Oyh8I/AAAAAAAABWQ/qztkP-suNeo/s400/DSCN0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; She also loves Pirates of the Caribbean.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246048550912157522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM21XL-SZ1I/AAAAAAAABWo/L89TVkbsMyA/s400/DSCN0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And Captain Jack Sparrow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246048540935817490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM21WmzviRI/AAAAAAAABWY/mod0jgeSKlM/s400/DSCN0738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; These pictures were all taken at her house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246046878545711378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM2z117DkRI/AAAAAAAABVw/VQDEwEquhxM/s400/DSCN0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Most of them, like the one above, were taken in her basement,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246046884776787042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM2z2NIqPGI/AAAAAAAABV4/ImqltJF3v_U/s400/DSCN0734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;which is decorated in a pirate/dungeon theme (that's my nephew Nick, isn't he handsome?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246046888236025202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM2z2aBaBXI/AAAAAAAABWA/YngKL0qNlto/s400/DSCN0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all year long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246046891147596402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM2z2k3lEnI/AAAAAAAABWI/JUr3u9b8aLM/s400/DSCN0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you see why my kids might think that Michelle is the coolest Mom alive? That is Michelle's daughter, Olivia, lounging on the leopard chaise. You might remember that she was the only girl at Adam and Jacob's birthday party. That's because she can hang. At Jedi Training Academy this past summer, she whupped on ALL the boys. Seriously, I'm not exaggerating. Jacob is still nursing his ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246048553590061714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM21XV8v-pI/AAAAAAAABWw/ADcuFo-M97A/s400/DSCN0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is not Michelle. I will post pictures of Michelle later in one of her award-winning Halloween costumes or maybe with her good friend, Captain Jack. Leave it to Michelle to meet and befriend a man who almost looks more like Captain Jack than Johnny Depp, in Kansas City, no less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246051340594227218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM235kWUqBI/AAAAAAAABXA/80MBLrwhWEk/s400/DSCN0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is Michelle's Spooky Town collection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did I mention that Michelle loves Halloween?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-46438483040072171?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/46438483040072171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=46438483040072171&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/46438483040072171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/46438483040072171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/days-until-halloween.html' title='46 Days Until Halloween'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SM21Xt2FuDI/AAAAAAAABW4/LbMq3fI0v1I/s72-c/DSCN0741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-7177987103649205320</id><published>2008-09-13T18:45:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:14:14.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245659933738322130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMxT6sL4yNI/AAAAAAAABVc/ga4cy47r3eA/s400/DSCN0809%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245661271452505682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMxVIjjzVlI/AAAAAAAABVk/B6tCcYzcUOw/s400/DSCN0810%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMxT5ukbwjI/AAAAAAAABVM/G1YOI_4pGyo/s1600-h/DSCN0811%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245659917198279218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMxT5ukbwjI/AAAAAAAABVM/G1YOI_4pGyo/s400/DSCN0811%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jen S., Congratulations on winning the Sweet Spot Blog Follower contest!! I don't know if I still have your address, so send me an email at kcaimee (at) gmail (dot) com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah &amp;amp; Jennifer, I entered your names in the contest because I know you both tried to be followers but blogger didn't cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everybody for entering. Check back in the next few days because I'm working on my 100th post and I am going to commemorate that with another giveaway. How else am I going to get rid of all this stuff that is left over from my garage sale? Just kidding...I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, Jacob REALLY needs a haircut. Thankfully I bought a Conair "haircut kit" from my Mom at our garage sale for $3. Poor Jacob. He has no idea that he's about to be used as my guinea pig (insert evil laugh). &lt;/span&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/7041119187550600936-7177987103649205320?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/7177987103649205320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=7177987103649205320&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7177987103649205320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7177987103649205320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-have-winner.html' title='We have a winner!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMxT6sL4yNI/AAAAAAAABVc/ga4cy47r3eA/s72-c/DSCN0809%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8400541282122478866</id><published>2008-09-10T13:49:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:44:55.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Giveaway! (a.k.a. shameless attempt at self-promotion)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMriCI8D6nI/AAAAAAAABUc/w92VGplqVNQ/s1600-h/DSCN0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245253242413378162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMriCI8D6nI/AAAAAAAABUc/w92VGplqVNQ/s400/DSCN0792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;**UPDATE** Contest deadline extended to Sat., 4pm CT due to the fact that the "FOLLOW THIS BLOG" link has been playing hide &amp;amp; seek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND, I am adding some cool surprise stuff to the prize package! I'm having so much fun with this giveaway that I may do another one for my 100th post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm having a tough week and I need some cheering up so I'm going to give something away, but first you have to do something for me. See that addition to my blog over there, just to the right of this post? If you click "FOLLOW THIS BLOG" before Friday at 1pm Central time, I'll enter your name in a drawing for this cute little notepad set and anything else fun that I find to throw in the envelope before I seal it shut. I'd love to know who's popping in on a regular basis and return the favor by visiting your blog in my spare time...that was a joke. I don't have spare time, in case you didn't read the post below. But seriously, the next time I'm blog surfing when I should be doing laundry, cooking dinner or saving the world, I'd love to pay you a visit, only I can't. Because I don't know who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, Shauna over at &lt;a href="http://seemydesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;See My Designs &lt;/a&gt;will be giving my blog a makover very soon so keep checking back for my new look. I'm SO EXCITED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One last plug. I just realized that I'm really close to my 100th post and I've been working on a "100 Things" list in honor of that auspicious occasion. Lots of exciting stuff going on around here. Ok, so it's not that exciting, but whatever, I'm a cheap date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8400541282122478866?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8400541282122478866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8400541282122478866&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8400541282122478866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8400541282122478866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-giveaway-aka-shameless-attempt-at.html' title='It&apos;s a Giveaway! (a.k.a. shameless attempt at self-promotion)'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMriCI8D6nI/AAAAAAAABUc/w92VGplqVNQ/s72-c/DSCN0792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-84288422831543692</id><published>2008-09-10T13:14:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:48:01.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spicy Shredded Pork</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244464356938492546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMgUi9iEKoI/AAAAAAAABT4/vkmNuYh6FR4/s400/DSCN0648%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This picture of raw pork is for my friend Jennifer, who I barely talk to these days because she and I are leading parallel lives as Moms who work part-time AND try to do everything we did before we had jobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, so here's the real story about the raw pork. I decided to make a recipe I found over at &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;The Pioneer Woman's website&lt;/a&gt;. In case it turned out great, I thought I'd take pictures and possibly post about it. In my typical adult ADD fashion, I took the first picture and then forgot to take the rest of the series. Too bad I didn't because the recipe turned out to be one of the best I've ever made. It's called &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/08/spicy-shredded-pork/"&gt;Spicy Shredded Pork&lt;/a&gt;. Just click &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/08/spicy-shredded-pork/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the recipe and photographs of the finished product.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I did a few things differently and I just won't be happy until I mention them. First of all, I didn't use the optional brown sugar that The Pioneer Woman likes to use. Second, I'm sure you won't be surprised to hear that I cooked my pork in the slow cooker (a.k.a. crockpot) instead of in the oven. Lastly, after I shredded up the meat, I fried it in olive oil to crisp it up and served it as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carnitas"&gt;carnitas&lt;/a&gt;. Willie loves carnitas and you may recall from an earlier post that he doesn't hand out food compliments easily. Compliments are earned in the Ramirez kitchen, not given away freely so I am especially proud to say that this meal earned the Willie stamp of approval. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jennifer really does like raw pork portraits, especially raw pork that looks like somebody threw up on it! So I'm posting this...just for her. I love you Jennifer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-84288422831543692?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/84288422831543692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=84288422831543692&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/84288422831543692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/84288422831543692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/spicy-shredded-pork.html' title='Spicy Shredded Pork'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMgUi9iEKoI/AAAAAAAABT4/vkmNuYh6FR4/s72-c/DSCN0648%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-7420543868462542934</id><published>2008-09-09T14:38:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:06:36.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!  I did it again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMbSvVCEY8I/AAAAAAAABTw/X6mzmQQk4wU/s1600-h/volunteer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244110526661026754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMbSvVCEY8I/AAAAAAAABTw/X6mzmQQk4wU/s400/volunteer2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once again, I find myself overcommitted. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Humor me while I think out loud for a moment...Hmm, let's see, so in addition to the general household and family responsibilities of being a wife, mother and owner of three dogs &amp;amp; one cat, I am now committed to the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baseball Team Mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4 year-old Preschool Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Co-chair of Staff Appreciation Committee at sons' school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Library Helper for both sons' classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volunteer at PTA Clothing Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room Mom for Adam's Kindergarten Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garage Sale THIS weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dog collars you can buy to cure a dog of annoying barking? If you're not familiar with the premise of these devices, basically, they deliver a small shock whenever a dog barks. My newest money-making strategy involves an invention that is designed to cure myself and all the other women out there like me. It's a device we will wear when answering the phone, attending PTA meetings, staff meetings etc., etc. A shock will be delivered whenever we say the word, "yes". It would probably work something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sq996M-zgvU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sq996M-zgvU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Except that I'm not this skinny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-7420543868462542934?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/7420543868462542934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=7420543868462542934&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7420543868462542934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7420543868462542934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops!  I did it again.'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SMbSvVCEY8I/AAAAAAAABTw/X6mzmQQk4wU/s72-c/volunteer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-4311962297179916509</id><published>2008-09-06T17:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T18:02:34.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Dancing Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have LOTS more to post, but I'll just get this out here for now. I've been SO busy trying to be the queen of multi-tasking, but I'm failing miserably. More later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c6b77dfba671518f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc6b77dfba671518f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7287A254D3CA90AAC159395EC14A786E708C9EE6.75AD28EA37C009C2680BBD27B22C48434AA6E3BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc6b77dfba671518f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtnNZJxsvY-1ZTPJncHMVJEDaXKc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc6b77dfba671518f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7287A254D3CA90AAC159395EC14A786E708C9EE6.75AD28EA37C009C2680BBD27B22C48434AA6E3BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc6b77dfba671518f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtnNZJxsvY-1ZTPJncHMVJEDaXKc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Check out this goofy guy. He was entertaining us with his "moves" while I discreetly filmed him for your entertainment. If I ever got around to cleaning pictures off my card so there would be more available memory, I'd have even more funny videos, but I am bad about that. Really bad. There are pictures on my card from over 2 years ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-4311962297179916509?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c6b77dfba671518f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/4311962297179916509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=4311962297179916509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4311962297179916509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4311962297179916509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/strange-dancing-man.html' title='Strange Dancing Man'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-6712848771950458004</id><published>2008-09-04T14:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:19:07.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon...a new post</title><content type='html'>My blog has been sad for too long.  I'm working on something fun.  Check back later!&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-6712848771950458004?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/6712848771950458004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=6712848771950458004&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6712848771950458004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6712848771950458004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/09/coming-soona-new-post.html' title='Coming Soon...a new post'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-288324142420660920</id><published>2008-08-23T14:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T14:59:49.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Joseph</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://prayforjoseph.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237804519428245746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SLBrdZd0yPI/AAAAAAAABAY/OE2-n66ZtCg/s400/100_6031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayforjoseph.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joseph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; or his family, but that didn't seem to matter today when I read his blog and found out that he died on Thursday. It still hurt and it still made me cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As my life was changing this week because my baby was starting kindergarten, another mother's life was changing because she lost her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayforjoseph.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm hugging my boys a little tighter today and praying for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayforjoseph.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joseph's family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-288324142420660920?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/288324142420660920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=288324142420660920&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/288324142420660920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/288324142420660920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-memory-of-joseph.html' title='In Memory of Joseph'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SLBrdZd0yPI/AAAAAAAABAY/OE2-n66ZtCg/s72-c/100_6031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-3541309402725500220</id><published>2008-08-20T15:33:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T18:58:18.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to blog about, so little time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As my baby heads off to kindergarten this year and I cut those apron strings, I am also trying to cut the apron strings that bind me to this computer where I waste &lt;em&gt;WAY TOO MUCH&lt;/em&gt; time. That is why I haven't gotten around to posting about all of this important stuff...until NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A lot has been going on around here. My baby turned 6 and headed off to kindergarten, all within the last two weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236749734977646674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKysI3L2sFI/AAAAAAAABAM/Nrxl0qm7XBY/s400/DSCN0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236704169308131842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKyCsl1rEgI/AAAAAAAAA80/M0PMecpqt-4/s400/DSCN0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a8ecb79ca1c99009" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8ecb79ca1c99009%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A16A920D6493875F288CFAE39873BB18D666212.2BE62ED45D10E3EC74C6B3EF88F4F76B660B4FC2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8ecb79ca1c99009%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYxt8FWqw5sIbHGCY5e_FK4JMx30&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da8ecb79ca1c99009%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A16A920D6493875F288CFAE39873BB18D666212.2BE62ED45D10E3EC74C6B3EF88F4F76B660B4FC2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da8ecb79ca1c99009%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYxt8FWqw5sIbHGCY5e_FK4JMx30&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These pictures (and video) are from Adam's actual birthday. He chose to go out to eat at Texas Roadhouse, a.k.a. the peanut restaurant. He loves the fact that you can crack peanuts open and throw the shells on the floor. I messed up the video because I started out filming sideways before I remembered that I needed to turn the camera around, plus Adam is sitting on a saddle and I completely cut that out of the video. One of these days I will master the use of my new camera. Shortly after I do, it will break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236706798582468434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKyFFophj1I/AAAAAAAAA9M/VL1Of_HyIis/s400/DSCN0643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236706805049979586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKyFGAvf8sI/AAAAAAAAA9U/w7DxipDQd2U/s400/DSCN0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236706812728373378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKyFGdWK8II/AAAAAAAAA9c/SLYEjj-fjpM/s400/DSCN0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st day of (all-day) Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adam was so excited for his first day. He walked into the school ahead of me with his big brother and friends as I struggled to keep up. Then, when he got to the door of his room, he waved, said, "Bye Mom!" and walked right in. I had to remind him that I was planning to come in and take a few pictures. After snapping a couple of shots, I turned to go, but not without looking back for just one last glance at my big boy. Adam was looking up at me as though it was finally hitting him that THIS WAS IT and I was really leaving him here...ALL DAY! That slightly uncertain look on his face was all it took to send me blubbering into the hallway. I promptly went to my minivan (yes, &lt;a href="http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/02/sequoia-vs-mdx-enter-your-vote-now.html"&gt;I still have the minivan&lt;/a&gt;) where I called my Mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236731332369176018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKybZsIF1dI/AAAAAAAAA9k/pA8r2IxeUMc/s400/DSCN0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st day of 3rd Grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236731333542937410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKybZwf8A0I/AAAAAAAAA9s/AJ4FHPh1uso/s400/DSCN0566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236731339281571698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKybaF4In3I/AAAAAAAAA90/4L_nOyyyq_o/s400/DSCN0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;These 3 have been friends since kindergarten. I take their picture together every year on the first day of school. 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Jacob doesn't like chocolate so he had a separate lemon cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Adam's name is spelled out in mini M&amp;amp;M's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236746428340780802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKypIZAMPwI/AAAAAAAAA_M/b4V7hB-lm6Q/s400/DSCN0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236742009713828882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKylHMVbpBI/AAAAAAAAA-M/o6Z8prHc1Uw/s400/DSCN0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even Willie couldn't resist a good sword fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236742003950688562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKylG23ZGTI/AAAAAAAAA-E/u2BsuTyOflY/s400/DSCN0633.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Diet Coke, Mentos &amp;amp; plumber's butt - ya gotta love that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236742015698032258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKylHioLVoI/AAAAAAAAA-U/4dpxWllxqAM/s400/DSCN0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236742021939319218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKylH54N0bI/AAAAAAAAA-c/QWVVwWv6wW8/s400/DSCN0639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are pictures from the dual birthday party. My boys' birthdays are 2 weeks apart so they opted to have their party together. Each of them invited just a few friends over for some backyard fun and grilled hot dogs. There was weaponry everywhere in the form of water balloons, water pistols, Nerf dart guns &amp;amp; foam swords; in other words, it was a boys' paradise (and our lone girl in attendance, Olivia, liked it too!). The night ended with a sleep (aka no-sleep) over. This was one of the easiest and cheapest parties we've ever done and oddly enough, according to Jacob and a few of his friends, the best one ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-3541309402725500220?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d0ebd0dc65470a64&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/3541309402725500220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=3541309402725500220&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3541309402725500220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3541309402725500220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-much-to-blog-about-so-little-time.html' title='So much to blog about, so little time...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SKysI3L2sFI/AAAAAAAABAM/Nrxl0qm7XBY/s72-c/DSCN0519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-7191129048840865938</id><published>2008-08-10T08:10:00.030-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T18:02:42.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation All I Ever Wanted, Vacation Had To Get Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ7uWna0fvI/AAAAAAAAA0w/zoyZ70r8Loo/s1600-h/go+go%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232881889357102834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ7uWna0fvI/AAAAAAAAA0w/zoyZ70r8Loo/s400/go+go%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanted to be Belinda Carlisle from the Go Go's. She was so b%tch*n'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;80's flashback fadeout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On to the here and now: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vacation planning in the Ramirez household became something of a comedy this summer as we settled on one destination after another, changing our minds on almost a weekly, and sometimes daily, basis. First we toyed with Puerto Rico, then we were definitely going to the Florida panhandle, next we were headed further south in Florida, Anna Maria Island to be specific. Next was Gulf Shores, Alabama. Then, we took a U-turn (geographically) and decided to visit family in Ruidoso, NM. When my Grandma in Arizona ran into some medical trouble, we briefly thought of changing our plans and heading to Phoenix, but she wouldn't hear of it so we were on again with Ruidoso. Then, for various reasons, we ended up going &lt;a href="http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/06/memorial-day-weekend-at-table-rock-lake.html"&gt;back to Table Rock Lake&lt;/a&gt; for a couple of days instead. Still Waters was all booked up so we rented a campground cabin in Kimberling City. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232997247394960610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9XRVmS1OI/AAAAAAAAA7E/iYXvkiek_gQ/s400/DSCN0410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dear Santa, Thank you for the portable DVD players. They make road trips so much more bearable. Note, I did not say pleasant. I just said bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232997255448992610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9XRzmhm2I/AAAAAAAAA7M/_zGBFGfLcFw/s400/DSCN0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Although Santa also gave Jacob a portable DVD player, he decided to see how long he could ride and "do nothing". Can I just ponder once more, as I often do, how amazing it is that two children can come from the same parents and be so different!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233000332906835090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9aE8BprJI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Et0HP4l6E4Y/s400/DSCN0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we got to Table Rock Lake, we had to make a stop here. You may recall that I can't drive past one of &lt;a href="http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/road-trip.html"&gt;these places &lt;/a&gt;without stopping. This was Willie's first time...He was a Russell Stover Outlet virgin. He got a little nervous when we walked through the door and I immediately grabbed a shopping basket. He had a lot to be nervous about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233000340657585858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9aFY5kvsI/AAAAAAAAA70/sLnMq4LGF4k/s400/DSCN0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233000347603429442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9aFyxl6EI/AAAAAAAAA78/h2a-1ZHs_rU/s400/DSCN0414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This entire chocolate smorgasbord cost just $21.99! Do you understand the magnitude of that? There are TWENTY-FOUR Whitman's Chocolate Sampler boxes here! I have to admit that we actually even consumed some of this chocolate BEFORE the picture was taken. We consumed LOTS more after the picture was taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233000353877535762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9aGKJdLBI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Yhsa2QlWqLI/s400/DSCN0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My boys love candles as much as their Momma does! I just love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232980656808030002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9ILo2IbzI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/togKYtRMHMQ/s400/DSCN0495.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233010153921029730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9jAmJ5pmI/AAAAAAAAA8c/GVLnFU1G5Oc/s400/DSCN0433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232997259434297970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9XSCcsinI/AAAAAAAAA7U/5mU-GiUVCHU/s400/DSCN0417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232996174693180498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9WS5eQpFI/AAAAAAAAA60/CRmOU14djzA/s400/DSCN0438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232997264816176130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9XSWf1fAI/AAAAAAAAA7c/gxfX-ruB1K4/s400/DSCN0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232996161569085842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9WSIlO2ZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/KFyBE5n_sDY/s400/DSCN0435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jacob was on my cell phone, talking to his buddy back in Shawnee, finding out which teacher he'll have this year for 3rd grade. Placement letters came while we were gone. I think he looks so grown-up in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232997271215319362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9XSuVgqUI/AAAAAAAAA7k/68h9xeOnsO0/s400/DSCN0427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And look at this cute little monkey...can you believe he's starting kindergarten? I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232996171425019106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9WStTEdOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/3qyZiCiT9ss/s400/DSCN0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What? We aren't doing anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232984803468038658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9L9AW60gI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ax_ZIpmxrtM/s400/DSCN0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The location of our cabin worked out well because it was right next to the marina, where we rented a pontoon boat for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232993682849778658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9UB2ofy-I/AAAAAAAAA6E/EtSFjpQD1rQ/s400/DSCN0445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232993693945832050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9UCf-AInI/AAAAAAAAA6M/EALGjAmzrLA/s400/DSCN0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, there were two little boys. One boy loved boating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232993679519267282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9UBqOcOdI/AAAAAAAAA58/gpLTjxdg2tI/s400/DSCN0443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232996179252157266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9WTKdNG1I/AAAAAAAAA68/DZ9kmL06NsE/s400/DSCN0439.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The other boy...not so much. In fact, he hated boating. He cried when his parents made him ride in a pontoon. He cried so hard in fact, that everybody in the marina was staring at him and his mean parents as they boated away from the dock for a horrible day of swimming, tubing, ice cream and snacks. Apparently the little boy forgot how much fun he had the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/05/table-rock-lakeheaven-on-earth.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last time he went boating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232992043825249634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9SicymPWI/AAAAAAAAA5s/4zzpM9gPbeY/s400/DSCN0454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232993694181871122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9UCg2RzhI/AAAAAAAAA6U/aKmsiHOKWK4/s400/DSCN0448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232992007087884546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9SgT7uiQI/AAAAAAAAA5M/YkVLjsh4AwQ/s400/DSCN0449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232992023807738530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9ShSODQqI/AAAAAAAAA5U/a6jFuXsDsaE/s400/DSCN0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232992030189307042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9Shp_iRKI/AAAAAAAAA5c/3iWu6WYI9jw/s400/DSCN0452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232992033994841986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9Sh4K2H4I/AAAAAAAAA5k/VLcaAX-1Q-o/s400/DSCN0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232988886871121090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9PqsOFHMI/AAAAAAAAA4A/x9LABAq_dus/s400/DSCN0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm just keeping it real people. If you don't like it, write your Congressman! Funny thing about this is that when we told the boys to pee in the lake, we meant for them to jump in and go about their business discreetly. But, that just wouldn't have been as much fun, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232988888565844642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9PqyiIiqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ejWesmolbHY/s400/DSCN0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a while, the little boy started to like boating, but just "barely" and just because there were marina stores where you could pull up on your boat, hop out and buy ice cream...because he didn't get enough chocolate. Neither did his Mommy, or his Daddy, or his brother. They were on vacation after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232988892643920994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9PrBubDGI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/iGLqoDEGUyU/s400/DSCN0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232988907640390274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9Pr5l3AoI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/i9grRQONvLA/s400/DSCN0462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't this remind you of Gary Coleman saying, "What you talking 'bout Willis?" in Different Strokes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232988913131505074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9PsODCxbI/AAAAAAAAA4g/brlrujV9Vpo/s400/DSCN0463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little boy was definitely not going to ride on the Sea-doo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232984798539587538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9L8t_4n9I/AAAAAAAAA3g/ttNdf-d9eI8/s400/DSCN0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, maybe just once...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232984798825600962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9L8vEE18I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/-X6tDhQs6p0/s400/DSCN0466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;or twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232984814805318690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9L9ql7_CI/AAAAAAAAA3w/M0RAeMsDxbc/s400/DSCN0472.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fortunately, by the end of the day, the little boy who didn't like boating now LOVED boating, only he didn't want to ride pontoon boats anymore, he wanted to ride the "fastest ski boats in the world" instead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232980630808215762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9IKH_SwNI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ATaV7vhKm5o/s400/DSCN0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232984819114230370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9L96pQwmI/AAAAAAAAA34/vpE1yKr-_to/s400/DSCN0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were all exhausted after a full day of boating, swimming and sun. I REALLY didn't feel like making dinner so we went out to eat at a diner in the marina. I wish I had taken a picture of this, but I didn't. All around the restaurant (and I use that term loosely), we spotted ziploc bags full of water stapled to ceiling beams, hanging in front of windows, doors, etc. Our waitress told us the purpose was to repel flies because they are frightened away by their reflection. Upon returning home, I did a quick google search and found another explanation. Seems that when a fly sees the bag of water, his eyes mulitply the bags and gives the flies the impression that there is a wall of water in front of them and they will not cross it. Whatever the reason, it seems to work for some people. I may have to give this a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232980638439425970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9IKkatx7I/AAAAAAAAA24/kKGV0aITNHs/s400/DSCN0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Filling our boat up with gas and saying good-bye to the lake the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232980644156626866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9IK5tzV7I/AAAAAAAAA3A/OgSEldQa-2s/s400/DSCN0494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232980652502779810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9ILYzrh6I/AAAAAAAAA3I/QAstPpEvMKA/s400/DSCN0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We couldn't let our leftover pancakes go to waste so we fed the fish and turtles who hang around the dock waiting for people like us to come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232891323131212034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ727u91sQI/AAAAAAAAA1g/9Z5AyY39gBs/s400/DSCN0498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232891327490486434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ727_NK8KI/AAAAAAAAA1o/vuXthLWNpQY/s400/DSCN0496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232891340520088626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ728vvq5DI/AAAAAAAAA1w/5zFCxyJJxU8/s400/DSCN0500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232891344422326338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ728-SCUEI/AAAAAAAAA14/9tJJcgvU4Ko/s400/DSCN0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Worms are fun...if you're a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232891348440803186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ729NQHZ3I/AAAAAAAAA2A/z2O43VD4vYU/s400/DSCN0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232892856108434274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ74U9wFw2I/AAAAAAAAA2I/AS9UiEmiOlU/s400/DSCN0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232892862634410786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ74VWEAQyI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/zShyuFTHaks/s400/DSCN0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232892870109349714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ74Vx6Kx1I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/S8hYjBClvL0/s400/DSCN0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233015324405407954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ9ntjtcINI/AAAAAAAAA8k/_CPEjlTHgLQ/s400/DSCN0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232892884581235186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ74Wn0iOfI/AAAAAAAAA2o/NnnevWh_-Ak/s400/DSCN0511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'll leave you with this shot of a trout heart. Melody, the owner of the trout park, cleaned and de-boned our fish so that Willie can cook them on the smoker. She showed the boys how, when the heart stops beating, you can massage it to get it beating again. My boys dug right in and took turns "resuscitating" this trout heart. Future heart surgeons, perhaps? I don't mean to be gross by posting this. I just found it so fascinating and it was hard to tear myself away from watching this little miracle being performed over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what happens when you feed fish on a trout farm...TROUT GONE WILD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9a62c2ba7d9f9efe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9a62c2ba7d9f9efe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82303EAC214B4FA5DCFA830DC08AA2376B2C178D.2F0E7945DBE3DD8AE6D5C7470C253E7FF02DA444%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9a62c2ba7d9f9efe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUj1EDCSpRpGVn6pgWijlpKGuypA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9a62c2ba7d9f9efe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D82303EAC214B4FA5DCFA830DC08AA2376B2C178D.2F0E7945DBE3DD8AE6D5C7470C253E7FF02DA444%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9a62c2ba7d9f9efe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUj1EDCSpRpGVn6pgWijlpKGuypA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-7191129048840865938?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9a62c2ba7d9f9efe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/7191129048840865938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=7191129048840865938&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7191129048840865938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7191129048840865938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/08/vacation-all-i-ever-wanted-vacation-had.html' title='Vacation All I Ever Wanted, Vacation Had To Get Away'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJ7uWna0fvI/AAAAAAAAA0w/zoyZ70r8Loo/s72-c/go+go%27s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-3575443991009469552</id><published>2008-08-01T13:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:49:10.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I won!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJNUQswy7PI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/aM43AtEUXMs/s1600-h/pink+earrings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229616238177742066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJNUQswy7PI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/aM43AtEUXMs/s320/pink+earrings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kelly over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://happyshackdesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Shack Designs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;has a giveaway every other Friday. I've been entering for a while and today I won these pretty pink baubles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-3575443991009469552?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/3575443991009469552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=3575443991009469552&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3575443991009469552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3575443991009469552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-what-i-won.html' title='Look what I won!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SJNUQswy7PI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/aM43AtEUXMs/s72-c/pink+earrings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5755508140445779369</id><published>2008-07-23T16:22:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T23:20:21.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Cooker Pork Chops &amp; Red Potatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;***UPDATE***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He said, "it's ok". Do I know my man or do I know my man?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIfHBHoBkfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/80pZ9srI6fQ/s1600-h/DSCN0370%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226364714627469810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIfHBHoBkfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/80pZ9srI6fQ/s320/DSCN0370%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://southernfood.about.com/od/crockpotporkchops/r/bl78c15.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this recipe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;online. It looked easy and I happened to have all &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIfE-VgctmI/AAAAAAAAAzI/oPmhJ2WAKcI/s1600-h/DSCN0370%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the ingredients so I made it for dinner tonight. Not that either of my children will like it. Unless I can find a way to disguise the pork chops as chicken nuggets and the red potatoes as french fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It tastes pretty good. Willie hasn't tried it yet because he's still at baseball practice. I'm placing my bet that his response will be, "it's ok", because that's what he says about most of the stuff I cook, especially boring meat and potato dishes, which are some of my favorite to make. It doesn't help that his Mom was a wonderful cook...and housekeeper...no pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226364728699218194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIfHB8C_aRI/AAAAAAAAAzw/u50eqNuVImg/s320/DSCN0367%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was very easy to make; another reason my family probably won't like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226366971007753618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIfJEdTAXZI/AAAAAAAAA0A/1Hnmcm8xHXo/s320/DSCN0369%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm such a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Year of Crockpotting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; wannabe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIfE-iZI4QI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/GAqng_82kPY/s1600-h/DSCN0367%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIfE_MgZDAI/AAAAAAAAAzY/6S9Ymt5Tpq0/s1600-h/DSCN0369%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5755508140445779369?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5755508140445779369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5755508140445779369&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5755508140445779369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5755508140445779369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/slow-cooker-pork-chops-red-potatoes.html' title='Slow Cooker Pork Chops &amp; Red Potatoes'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIfHBHoBkfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/80pZ9srI6fQ/s72-c/DSCN0370%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1536175735417313236</id><published>2008-07-22T10:57:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:29:34.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/B000GQLCYQ/ref=sib_dp_pt#reader-link"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225873929441665586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIYIpqVYYjI/AAAAAAAAAzA/YUM5JiR1RlE/s320/something+borrowed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; One of my very favorite things to do is curl up with a good book and read for hours at a stretch. I used to hide under my covers at night with a flashlight so that I could read until late at night undetected by my Mom. Now that I'm all grown-up, I no longer hide under the covers, but I still stay up late reading. I did that last night. Willie, if you're reading this, I promise that I will stop reading, blogging, swimming, etc. and clear a path in the office sometime this century...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This book will not help you have better Abs in 30 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It will not help you define your political views or educate you about the Middle East crisis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It will not strengthen your relationship with your spouse or the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The fact that it was strictly shallow and fun entertainment without trying to make me think too hard or improve myself is probably the reason I was hooked after reading the first page:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I was in the fifth grade the first time I thought about turning thirty. My best friend Darcy and I came across a perpetual calendar in the back of the phone book, where you could look up any date in the future, and by using this little grid determine what the day of the week would be. So we located our birthdays in the following year, mine in May and hers in September. I got Wednesday, a school night. She got a Friday. A small victory, but typical. Darcy was always the lucky one. Her skin tanned more quickly, her hair feathered more easily, and she didn't need braces. Her moonwalk was superior, as were her cartwheels and her front handsprings (I couldn't do a handspring at all). She had a better sticker collection. More Michael Jackson pins. Forenza sweaters in turquoise, red &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;peach (my mother allowed me none - said they were too trendy and expensive). And a pair of fifty-dollar Guess jeans with zippers at the ankles (ditto). Darcy had double-pierced ears and a sibling - even if it was just a brother, it was better than being an only child as I was."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Something-Borrowed-Emily-Giffin/dp/B000GQLCYQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something Borrowed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emilygiffin.com/author.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emily Giffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was an only child. My sister and brother are actually half siblings (my brother refers to himself as my "brother from a different mother") so we didn't grow up together. I love them like "wholes", but I still got the only child experience growing up. My boys don't know how lucky they are to have each other to beat up on, blame stuff on and make fun of their parents together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was no way my Mom was going to fork out the kind of cash the 80's trends required so I didn't have any Forenza sweaters, only cheap knock-offs. When I started working at Ross Dress For Less at the age of 16, I finally scored a pair of "imperfect" bleached out Guess jeans with zippers at the ankle. I wore them with my white high-top Reeboks every chance I got. My skin was pale and my hair would only feather with lots of curling, coaxing and Aqua Net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky to be able to perform a perfect somersault, much less a handspring. I actually had the kahunas to try out for cheer in the 9th grade. My girlfriend Dae Foti and I were both totally lacking in coordination, but we somehow convinced ourselves that we had the right stuff. The try-outs were nothing short of a total disaster for both of us and we laughed so hard at ourselves all the way home that I swear I almost peed my pants. If only I had those try-outs on video...It's good to be able to laugh at yourself. I can actually still do the moonwalk, but I would have gladly traded that skill for a Forenza sweater... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, leave me a comment...I want to know how many and what color Forenza sweaters you had, did you have a pair of Guess jeans with zippers at the ankles? Did your skin tan and your hair feather easily? Can you do the moonwalk? How many siblings or were you a lonely only too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-1536175735417313236?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1536175735417313236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1536175735417313236&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1536175735417313236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1536175735417313236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-book.html' title='A Good Book'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIYIpqVYYjI/AAAAAAAAAzA/YUM5JiR1RlE/s72-c/something+borrowed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-2406598549142756331</id><published>2008-07-18T13:19:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T14:03:11.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Summer Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDgxZWhXBI/AAAAAAAAAxs/sIxV6ffACok/s1600-h/DSCN0342%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224422706973334546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDgxZWhXBI/AAAAAAAAAxs/sIxV6ffACok/s320/DSCN0342%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sleeping Beauty with the much-loved, "Ducky".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDgx7vpa2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/Iimxdlf-G2I/s1600-h/DSCN0351%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224422716205525858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDgx7vpa2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/Iimxdlf-G2I/s320/DSCN0351%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adam in full catcher's gear, ready to take the baseball world by storm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224422722896918738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDgyUq_-NI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Vj_svq2gnXs/s320/DSCN0348%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jacob and Adam being cheesy after clay class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224430298569063218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDnrSP_OzI/AAAAAAAAAys/wfmV0jlKXq8/s320/DSCN0346.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Adam displaying his clay masterpieces...such a serious artist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224430335987671026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDntdpR3_I/AAAAAAAAAy0/TPlCFQXqHPw/s320/DSCN0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jacob and his clay masterpieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-2406598549142756331?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/2406598549142756331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=2406598549142756331&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2406598549142756331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2406598549142756331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-summer-stuff.html' title='Random Summer Stuff'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDgxZWhXBI/AAAAAAAAAxs/sIxV6ffACok/s72-c/DSCN0342%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-6363426044377513457</id><published>2008-07-18T12:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:36:08.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Stunts - Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anybody know how to flip videos around so they're not sideways? I've tried everything I can think of...Help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f15242c9de77dff7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df15242c9de77dff7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D24A3380C94FE07A476B1451BD024CD1431A30298.31D0A2B42AB7BC811BB628AF1342F6E686A01CEE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df15242c9de77dff7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjgaCGwUajtUhg9rrA-h5LCNWQRM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df15242c9de77dff7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D24A3380C94FE07A476B1451BD024CD1431A30298.31D0A2B42AB7BC811BB628AF1342F6E686A01CEE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df15242c9de77dff7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjgaCGwUajtUhg9rrA-h5LCNWQRM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Check out Jacob doing a flip from the HIGH DIVE no less!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2692026cb756d497" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2692026cb756d497%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D456145E91F025A9B7FAA51964F2765D995DBB610.28C56AAC85D998546DE050005748A8C40D1D8164%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2692026cb756d497%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-qQ4YS9ah8VEAf3q3kQ0v4qIjDM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2692026cb756d497%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330304189%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D456145E91F025A9B7FAA51964F2765D995DBB610.28C56AAC85D998546DE050005748A8C40D1D8164%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2692026cb756d497%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-qQ4YS9ah8VEAf3q3kQ0v4qIjDM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And, not to be outdone, here's Adam demonstrating "The Mullet".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-6363426044377513457?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2692026cb756d497&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f15242c9de77dff7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/6363426044377513457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=6363426044377513457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6363426044377513457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6363426044377513457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/pool-stunts-help.html' title='Pool Stunts - Help!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8497035200878643957</id><published>2008-07-18T11:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:15:51.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crock-Pot Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDJgKm_8XI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NUVIlkSR_4M/s1600-h/Cook_%26_Carry_Slow_Cooker.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224397122190700914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDJgKm_8XI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NUVIlkSR_4M/s320/Cook_%26_Carry_Slow_Cooker.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/2008/07/crock-pot-give-away-blog-design-and.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; to enter a Crock-Pot Giveaway sponsored by "A Year of Crockpotting".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/2008/06/crockpot-vietnamese-roasted-chicken.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vietnamese Chicken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in my &lt;a href="http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-love-affair-with-crockpot.html"&gt;green machine &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the other night and I have to say that it was pretty darn good; even better, it was EASY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8497035200878643957?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8497035200878643957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8497035200878643957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8497035200878643957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8497035200878643957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/crock-pot-giveaway.html' title='Crock-Pot Giveaway'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SIDJgKm_8XI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NUVIlkSR_4M/s72-c/Cook_%26_Carry_Slow_Cooker.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1680578494537362507</id><published>2008-07-06T18:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:50:39.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winner is...Ruby?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SHFVRRFcwdI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nchn5VOevh0/s1600-h/DSCN0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220047198231511506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SHFVRRFcwdI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nchn5VOevh0/s400/DSCN0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Willie got out some of his Hot Wheels collection today.  The races were on and Ruby was ready for action.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ujgyZS4ngWI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ujgyZS4ngWI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-1680578494537362507?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1680578494537362507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1680578494537362507&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1680578494537362507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1680578494537362507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-winner-isruby.html' title='And the Winner is...Ruby?!!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SHFVRRFcwdI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nchn5VOevh0/s72-c/DSCN0337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-7780627011562047291</id><published>2008-07-05T15:14:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T15:30:27.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be Boys...Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219626676450083202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SG_WzrX1wYI/AAAAAAAAAwk/nCLEwP60eBw/s400/DSCN0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My two little pyros, posing patiently with their fireworks, thinking to themselves, "Hurry up Mom, I gotta get my hands on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Punk_(fireworks)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;punk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I can be Safety Suzie all year long and then relax my standards on the 4th of July just doesn't make sense, but it's all in the name of fun and we really are pretty careful. I'm bummed that I didn't take more pictures of our 4th of July. Sometimes I'm just not in the mood to be burdened with the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before ignition... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SG_Wzzo3gII/AAAAAAAAAws/_0iYWJAvuJo/s1600-h/DSCN0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219626678668984450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SG_Wzzo3gII/AAAAAAAAAws/_0iYWJAvuJo/s400/DSCN0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After ignition...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SG_W0Oqs0rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/SVHlIu3yrVo/s1600-h/DSCN0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219626685924430514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SG_W0Oqs0rI/AAAAAAAAAw0/SVHlIu3yrVo/s400/DSCN0332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SG_W0_X8zcI/AAAAAAAAAw8/7iTBQQgGMqs/s1600-h/DSCN0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219626698999123394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SG_W0_X8zcI/AAAAAAAAAw8/7iTBQQgGMqs/s400/DSCN0333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-7780627011562047291?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/7780627011562047291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=7780627011562047291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7780627011562047291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7780627011562047291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/boys-will-be-boys-part-two.html' title='Boys will be Boys...Part Two'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SG_WzrX1wYI/AAAAAAAAAwk/nCLEwP60eBw/s72-c/DSCN0328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-748415575208374987</id><published>2008-07-03T09:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:06:12.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGzoJwYrxjI/AAAAAAAAAwU/iK6qhoYy1MU/s1600-h/DSCN0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218801322520462898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGzoJwYrxjI/AAAAAAAAAwU/iK6qhoYy1MU/s400/DSCN0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I apologize for the personal nature of this post. My children just brought me a gift in the form of a frozen undergarment. At least they didn't freeze my favorite pair:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218802812240331090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGzpgeBlAVI/AAAAAAAAAwc/feGaRo-QQ_I/s400/big_panties1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-748415575208374987?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/748415575208374987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=748415575208374987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/748415575208374987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/748415575208374987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-apologize-for-personal-nature-of-this.html' title='Boys will be Boys'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGzoJwYrxjI/AAAAAAAAAwU/iK6qhoYy1MU/s72-c/DSCN0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8343231377697840451</id><published>2008-07-02T19:03:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:17:09.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds &amp; the Bees</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGwaGSs1IlI/AAAAAAAAAvk/3DWWheJpaiw/s1600-h/ear0093l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218574763616969298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGwaGSs1IlI/AAAAAAAAAvk/3DWWheJpaiw/s400/ear0093l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGwYt5bSaiI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KvOu86OOoqw/s1600-h/birdsandbees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218573245004016162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGwYt5bSaiI/AAAAAAAAAvU/KvOu86OOoqw/s400/birdsandbees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Excerpt from a conversation that occurred in my van today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adam (almost 6 years old): Mommy, do you have to get married before you have a baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mommy: &lt;em&gt;Thinking to myself, do I give the long answer or the short answer, remembering that my almost 9 year old son is also present, listening intently to my answer and will likely extend this conversation into dangerous territory if it gets too interesting&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Not entirely true, I know, but it's something to strive for, dontcha think?!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adam: How do people NOT have babies before they get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mommy: Who wants to get ice cream?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8343231377697840451?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8343231377697840451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8343231377697840451&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8343231377697840451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8343231377697840451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/birds-bees.html' title='Birds &amp; the Bees'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGwaGSs1IlI/AAAAAAAAAvk/3DWWheJpaiw/s72-c/ear0093l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8944920410921445697</id><published>2008-07-01T17:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:25:35.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jello Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqtsNDGvVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/axooP5GcYek/s1600-h/DSCN0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218174093190675794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqtsNDGvVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/axooP5GcYek/s400/DSCN0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a big summer favorite at my house. It's super easy and your kids will think you are a rock star if you make it for them. Just make a yellow or white cake from a box mix. Then, take a 3 oz. box of Jello and mix it with one cup of hot water. Poke holes in the top of the cake while it's cooling and slowly pour the jello mixture over the top of the cake, allowing the jello to fill up the holes you poked. With the cake in this picture, I actually used both blue &amp;amp; red jello so there would be two different color stripes. Let the cake cool in the fridge overnight or for several hours and then top it with Cool Whip. Another yummy variation is to use a lemon cake with lemon jello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8944920410921445697?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8944920410921445697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8944920410921445697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8944920410921445697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8944920410921445697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/jello-cake.html' title='Jello Cake'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqtsNDGvVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/axooP5GcYek/s72-c/DSCN0310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1284688372496474972</id><published>2008-07-01T16:35:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T17:14:43.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love Affair with the Crockpot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqqAplGdhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/fPSf-xg-n7Y/s1600-h/DSCN0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218170046400329234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqqAplGdhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/fPSf-xg-n7Y/s400/DSCN0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My crockpot was a wedding gift from one of my favorite people, Carol (crazy Carol to those who know and love her). Willie and I were married in Las Vegas, but living in Wichita, KS at the time. No joke, Carol lugged this thing to Las Vegas and we in turn, lugged it to Wichita on the airplane, along with my wedding dress, bouquet, and several other large gifts and wedding items. That was an experience, let me tell ya! If we tried to do that today, the airline would probably charge us a small fortune, but back then, they were very nice about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we first received this crockpot, I thought it was so huge that I would never use it, but now I have a love affair going with this sexy green pot and it has been used many times to make some wonderful meals...enchilada meat, Italian chicken, barbecued country style ribs, etc. (some not so wonderful ones too, in all honesty).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Year of CrockPotting&lt;/a&gt; is a blog written by a gal named Stephanie who proclaims to have an unnatural obsession with her crockpot and made a New Year's resolution to use it every day in 2008. Today when I made my daily visit to her blog, I found out that she is going to be featured on the &lt;a href="http://www.rachaelrayshow.com/show/segments/view/cooking-crockpot-lady/"&gt;Rachael Ray show on 7/23&lt;/a&gt;! I will definitely be tuning in.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218170034678188818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqp_96UyxI/AAAAAAAAAuw/cWzqUbZ0aqM/s400/DSCN0322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are two of my favorite cookbooks. If you want to use your crockpot more often, but aren't a fan of recipes with a million ingredients you've never heard of, you'll love the recipes in these books.&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-1284688372496474972?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1284688372496474972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1284688372496474972&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1284688372496474972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1284688372496474972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-love-affair-with-crockpot.html' title='My Love Affair with the Crockpot'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqqAplGdhI/AAAAAAAAAvA/fPSf-xg-n7Y/s72-c/DSCN0324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5686675682974240045</id><published>2008-07-01T15:08:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T16:05:34.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House Guest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqb6EHHxtI/AAAAAAAAAuo/1qS4G9uxxl4/s1600-h/DSCN0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218154540100470482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqb6EHHxtI/AAAAAAAAAuo/1qS4G9uxxl4/s400/DSCN0321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqPeakpGAI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Tm1qOpBfvGc/s1600-h/DSCN0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218140870953998338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqPeakpGAI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Tm1qOpBfvGc/s400/DSCN0320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We are dog-sitting Riley while his family vacations at the Grand Canyon and in Las Vegas. He makes a very cute temporary addition to our animal menagerie, don't you think? Yes, there is a puppy underneath all that fur. I'm going to dust mop the floor with him later. Don't call the ASPCA; I was just kidding!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Below are some pictures of our permanent residents; Rocky, the stray cat who adopted us and now runs the household, despite my sworn disdain for cats, Max &amp;amp; Ruby, named after the cartoon characters, and Peanut, the elderly tenant who has tested our patience from the very first day we brought him home, 14 years ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqPf97fp6I/AAAAAAAAAtw/mDtpkRmTsqA/s1600-h/DSCN0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqPgZgs3yI/AAAAAAAAAt4/u9OzoOrDOTA/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218140905028771618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqPgZgs3yI/AAAAAAAAAt4/u9OzoOrDOTA/s400/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218143088949355538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqRfhP8ZBI/AAAAAAAAAuA/pJoipVXGfJ4/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218144474757760610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqSwLyahmI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/An0GhPxSmus/s400/max+and+ruby.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218143093825726802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqRfzaj6VI/AAAAAAAAAuI/52nzHZ_OPhs/s400/IMG_0053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218154286923050114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqbrU867II/AAAAAAAAAug/psakfVnBnwg/s400/DSCN0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218146527674254690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqUnrf2RWI/AAAAAAAAAuY/RSye9___h0o/s400/DSCN0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Max is kind of a camera hog, isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-5686675682974240045?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5686675682974240045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5686675682974240045&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5686675682974240045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5686675682974240045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/07/house-guest.html' title='House Guest'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGqb6EHHxtI/AAAAAAAAAuo/1qS4G9uxxl4/s72-c/DSCN0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-7568883405565084756</id><published>2008-06-28T01:37:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:34:11.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FFF - Summer Lovin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Summer Lovin' is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kissthefrog4me.blogspot.com/2008/06/favorite-foto-friday-46-summer-lovin.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite Foto Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; theme and so far our summer has been all about Star Wars, baseball and swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXnC7SiEZI/AAAAAAAAAsY/nMd85ayMHxQ/s1600-h/DSCN0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216829780839764370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXnC7SiEZI/AAAAAAAAAsY/nMd85ayMHxQ/s400/DSCN0251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T-stance (a.k.a. bowing to your partner before you try to whack the snot out of him with your light saber)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216833580144516338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXqgEzX3PI/AAAAAAAAAtI/3AqyPIjLcLA/s400/DSCN0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was the last night of Jedi Training Academy where the boys performed choreographed fight scenes with their partners. After the show, there was a free-for-all on stage. Jacob and Adam did not let this opportunity pass them by. I did remark to Willie that I wasn't sure why I paid good money and drove several miles three times a day for my boys to go to a camp and fight each other when they will gladly do this, free of charge, at home, no gas expenditure required.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216829793183348450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXnDpReNuI/AAAAAAAAAsg/pnFixFRTVS8/s400/DSCN0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My two little Jedis had to take a break from the fighting to laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216829805452917154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXnEW-w-aI/AAAAAAAAAsw/8WC-Qk-HBb8/s400/DSCN0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Melee! Getting Daddy in on the act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216832578000103570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXplvhhqJI/AAAAAAAAAtA/68Y4NtfgJpw/s400/DSCN0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jacob got his baseball autographed by Ramon Ramirez, Kansas City Royals player #56. He gave the boys pitching tips at a baseball clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXhiH0ZJXI/AAAAAAAAArg/MQkbv2wH304/s1600-h/DSCN0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216823719709189490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXhiH0ZJXI/AAAAAAAAArg/MQkbv2wH304/s400/DSCN0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#16 for the Shawnee Mission Storm, contemplating his next turn at bat (or debating whether he should get an Icee or a snow cone after the game).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXhipBJiWI/AAAAAAAAAro/CFujxakcmHs/s1600-h/DSCN0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216823728621062498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXhipBJiWI/AAAAAAAAAro/CFujxakcmHs/s400/DSCN0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The cute coach on the far left is my handsome hubby. I am SO proud of these boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXgJcmalVI/AAAAAAAAArQ/MUXJPMBdMT4/s1600-h/DSCN0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216822196279350610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXgJcmalVI/AAAAAAAAArQ/MUXJPMBdMT4/s400/DSCN0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Player #7 for the Shawnee Royals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXgJntDdAI/AAAAAAAAArY/tDTuogdvvac/s1600-h/DSCN0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216822199259984898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXgJntDdAI/AAAAAAAAArY/tDTuogdvvac/s400/DSCN0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Returning from a "victory run"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXfn1j_qnI/AAAAAAAAArA/iWUdYduPSkI/s1600-h/DSCN0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216821618864532082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXfn1j_qnI/AAAAAAAAArA/iWUdYduPSkI/s400/DSCN0199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Congratulating the other team on a great game. Although score is not kept at the t-ball level, Adam insists that Jacob, Mommy or Grandma keep score at his games, just like at his big brother's games.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXfoIy9DCI/AAAAAAAAArI/TnyzCD-xn4A/s1600-h/DSCN0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216821624027548706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXfoIy9DCI/AAAAAAAAArI/TnyzCD-xn4A/s400/DSCN0264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The boys on Adam's t-ball team are already sliding into home plate...and 1st base, and 2nd base and 3rd base...any excuse to get dirty and show off all at the same time. You gotta love these dirty little boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXdL9o4tNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/G_BuJWF-Ah0/s1600-h/DSCN0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216818940972938450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXdL9o4tNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/G_BuJWF-Ah0/s400/DSCN0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Jacob and some of his friends doing a group jump at our neighborhood pool&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXdNXHSSfI/AAAAAAAAAqY/mrYsltJT6Q0/s1600-h/DSCN0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216818964991199730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXdNXHSSfI/AAAAAAAAAqY/mrYsltJT6Q0/s400/DSCN0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too bad I didn't have this picture back when the FFF theme was "Jump"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXdNp7nL2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/C7cdsNG31vU/s1600-h/DSCN0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216818970042511202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXdNp7nL2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/C7cdsNG31vU/s400/DSCN0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Adam will do anything for a laugh and often makes me laugh without even trying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXdOAHKsbI/AAAAAAAAAqo/11DENbsggqg/s1600-h/DSCN0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216818975996555698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXdOAHKsbI/AAAAAAAAAqo/11DENbsggqg/s400/DSCN0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Click on this picture to see it enlarged so you can check out the silly look on Adam's face.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;COMING SOON...Ramirez family vacation...August 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Location yet to be determined. Anybody want to donate a timeshare week and/or free airplane tickets?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXdOQa93PI/AAAAAAAAAqw/m4V8oStW1uQ/s1600-h/DSCN0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-7568883405565084756?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/7568883405565084756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=7568883405565084756&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7568883405565084756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7568883405565084756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/06/fff-summer-lovin.html' title='FFF - Summer Lovin&apos;'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SGXnC7SiEZI/AAAAAAAAAsY/nMd85ayMHxQ/s72-c/DSCN0251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5750783005318636556</id><published>2008-06-23T12:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T12:39:34.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Karen's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fagc8-HI/AAAAAAAAApo/BceAJxDiEqQ/s1600-h/DSCN0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215132539999287410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fagc8-HI/AAAAAAAAApo/BceAJxDiEqQ/s400/DSCN0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The whole crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fazQ5JlI/AAAAAAAAApw/krmZ8RXI-ks/s1600-h/DSCN0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215132545048979026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fazQ5JlI/AAAAAAAAApw/krmZ8RXI-ks/s400/DSCN0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Aimee &amp;amp; Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fbJCZ_VI/AAAAAAAAAp4/C81bC1Fe7lA/s1600-h/DSCN0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215132550893796690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fbJCZ_VI/AAAAAAAAAp4/C81bC1Fe7lA/s400/DSCN0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karen (she really was SO surprised!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fbVXPB6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/oNxfyuJqdMA/s1600-h/DSCN0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fbglBMBI/AAAAAAAAAqI/LdkJzXMTBkQ/s1600-h/DSCN0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215132557212987410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fbglBMBI/AAAAAAAAAqI/LdkJzXMTBkQ/s400/DSCN0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The birthday princess!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night we had a surprise birthday party for my friend, Karen who turned 23 (right Karen?). I know I'm being a really boring blogger lately, but other than to say that we had a great time, I'm fresh out of words and the pool is calling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5750783005318636556?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5750783005318636556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5750783005318636556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5750783005318636556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5750783005318636556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/06/karens-birthday.html' title='Karen&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF_fagc8-HI/AAAAAAAAApo/BceAJxDiEqQ/s72-c/DSCN0283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-2316410783429814481</id><published>2008-06-21T23:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:44:21.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Red-Tent-Bestselling-Backlist/dp/B0002XH6T8/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1214108949&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214558846800673858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF3VpKvsvEI/AAAAAAAAApY/Q3lKbUx4EM0/s400/51MZ3NYH45L__SL500_BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I just finished this book last night and I loved it. It's a fictional account of the life of Dinah (from the book of Genesis). Seriously, if you haven't read this book, you should. If I could have, I would have read it in one or two sittings like I used to do B.K. (before kids). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On another note, for all my praying friends and family who visit the blog, please keep us in mind over the next few weeks as we search our hearts and local churches for a new place of worship to call home. We are members of a local church, but have felt conflicted for a while now about whether it is the right place for us. Tomorrow I am visiting a different church in the area. We could really use your prayers. This is very difficult for us because we have all developed strong ties and friendships at our current church (and feel like traitors for looking elsewhere), but just don't feel that it is meeting the spiritual needs of our family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-2316410783429814481?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/2316410783429814481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=2316410783429814481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2316410783429814481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2316410783429814481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/06/great-book.html' title='Great book!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SF3VpKvsvEI/AAAAAAAAApY/Q3lKbUx4EM0/s72-c/51MZ3NYH45L__SL500_BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow,TopRight,45,-64_OU01_AA240_SH20_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5804085577453209902</id><published>2008-06-18T14:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:03:14.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible Alien Man &amp; Batman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SFlouXYShNI/AAAAAAAAApQ/PXqquvJZxNQ/s1600-h/DSCN0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213313189417223378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SFlouXYShNI/AAAAAAAAApQ/PXqquvJZxNQ/s400/DSCN0224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jacob and Adam are enrolled in a Jedi Training Academy day camp this week. At camp, they construct a light saber from PVC pipe, foam pool noodles and colored duct tape. Then they learn defense and attack moves. At the end of the week, the kids will put on a show where they stage a choreographed battle so the experience is comprised of acting, weapons, fighting, contests, snacks and prizes. It's a boy's dream come true, if you ask me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each day there is a theme and today's was, "Dress up like your favorite superhero". Well, at the age of almost 9, Jacob really isn't into traditional superheroes and none of our costumes fit him any longer. So, we got creative...(be sure to read Jacob's shirt).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5804085577453209902?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5804085577453209902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5804085577453209902&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5804085577453209902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5804085577453209902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/06/incredible-alien-man-batman.html' title='Incredible Alien Man &amp; Batman'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SFlouXYShNI/AAAAAAAAApQ/PXqquvJZxNQ/s72-c/DSCN0224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-607374085275740031</id><published>2008-06-18T14:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:53:55.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SFlnqXymAVI/AAAAAAAAAo4/IsTcNUW3TNk/s1600-h/DSCN0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SFlnq25zEmI/AAAAAAAAApA/BCYD-6eCYww/s1600-h/DSCN0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213312029648163426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SFlnq25zEmI/AAAAAAAAApA/BCYD-6eCYww/s400/DSCN0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a pretty quiet, low-key Father's Day. The boys and I gave Willie a digital photo frame all loaded up with family pictures, plus a few songs he likes. I think we liked it more than he did. Guess I'll go with the beer and dancing girls next year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually, a pretty interesting incident occurred on Father's Day, but I'm not allowed to post about it, so I'll just leave you hanging with that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-607374085275740031?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/607374085275740031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=607374085275740031&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/607374085275740031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/607374085275740031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SFlnq25zEmI/AAAAAAAAApA/BCYD-6eCYww/s72-c/DSCN0222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8538932520851177671</id><published>2008-06-08T11:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:15:42.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Cowboy Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209555908268115394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEwPf0XbxcI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/E1RT9WqIzlI/s400/DSCN0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209559951125208626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEwTLJLrXjI/AAAAAAAAAoY/65xt1bcMWv4/s400/DSCN0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Adam is a boy of many talents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209555905842415810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEwPfrVGiMI/AAAAAAAAAoI/nJt7bXtCEzY/s400/DSCN0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I know it's pretty obvious (NOT!!), but just in case you're having a hard time figuring it out, they are green cowboy boot, heart &amp;amp; footprint sugar cookies. Despite their questionable appearance, they are oh so good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8538932520851177671?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8538932520851177671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8538932520851177671&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8538932520851177671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8538932520851177671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/06/green-cowboy-boots.html' title='Green Cowboy Boots'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEwPf0XbxcI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/E1RT9WqIzlI/s72-c/DSCN0211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-9007641807297447708</id><published>2008-06-07T04:51:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T05:41:15.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of an Insomniac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEpalEK7n5I/AAAAAAAAAno/R2FXbBzxolw/s1600-h/KCLightCity_June_3_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209075511828651922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEpalEK7n5I/AAAAAAAAAno/R2FXbBzxolw/s400/KCLightCity_June_3_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had some pretty amazing lightning and thunderstorms this week. On Tuesday, lightning struck a petroleum tanker. Isn't this an amazing picture? During Monday's storm, the boys and I were driving home from an appointment when I saw lightning strike an electrical pole right in front of us. The traffic signal went out for a second and then flickered back on...scary stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEpalzNmzNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/KfycwvsA9c4/s1600-h/DSCN0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209075524456336594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEpalzNmzNI/AAAAAAAAAnw/KfycwvsA9c4/s400/DSCN0208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out these gorgeous flowers I got today from my Dad and Vickie. They just bought a house in Arizona and will be moving there soon from California. Now, when we go visit our Arizona peeps, they'll be there too....one stop shopping - YAY!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209076953268318994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEpb4987cxI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mMXc0kodWiw/s400/tori_spelling300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Random picture of Tori Spelling that I thought I'd throw in for fun. This looks like something that would happen to me. I just heard about a 90210 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/90210_%28TV_series%29"&gt;spin-off show&lt;/a&gt; that is supposed to air in the fall. I was a huge Beverly Hills 90210 (or ho, as we used to call it) and Melrose Place fan so I'm sure I'm sure I'll be tuning in to check it out. It's supposed to be about a family who moves from Kansas to Beverly &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209086360737636722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEpkcjgZYXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Ar4pHFYg06M/s400/uno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't usually have tro&lt;/span&gt;uble sleeping, but tonight (or should I say, this morning), I find myself roaming the house looking for trouble. My Mom came over tonight and we all played a game of Uno Attack. I should have noted the time when we started because I'm sure we played this one game for over an hour. It was a marathon session lasting so long that Adam quit at one point.  He had us all cracking up because he had a ton of cards (object of the game is to get rid of cards) that he kept hiding in different parts of the room, making the game last even longer since he had to retrieve them each time it was his turn.  Even though the boys were wiggling, wrestling and generally driving me crazy at points during the game, it was really fun. Tonight made me realize that I don't take enough time to just sit down and relax with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-9007641807297447708?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/9007641807297447708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=9007641807297447708&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9007641807297447708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9007641807297447708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/06/ramblings-of-insomniac.html' title='Ramblings of an Insomniac'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEpalEK7n5I/AAAAAAAAAno/R2FXbBzxolw/s72-c/KCLightCity_June_3_08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5591436846512766525</id><published>2008-06-02T12:56:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T10:24:47.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend at Table Rock Lake and Branson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEgAdvW-EFI/AAAAAAAAAnI/D2lRzMazW0E/s1600-h/DSCN0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf9aPW-EDI/AAAAAAAAAm4/qqQY1f15lyg/s1600-h/waterfallthumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At long last, I am finally posting about our trip to Table Rock Lake and Branson. We stayed at an awesome place called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stillwatersresort.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still Waters Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I highly recommend it for families. It's a little expensive, but there are so many amenities on the property that it's well worth it. You can use paddleboats and kayaks for free, there is a great playground, a market where you can get pizza, really yummy brisket sandwiches, etc., and best of all, there are 3 pools on the property. One of them is an "Island Oasis" with a waterfall you can swim under, zero depth entry and these amazing outdoor bed loungers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf9RPW-ECI/AAAAAAAAAmw/vDF4w9xAxsg/s1600-h/oasis1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208409966699745314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf9RPW-ECI/AAAAAAAAAmw/vDF4w9xAxsg/s400/oasis1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208409545792950290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf84vW-EBI/AAAAAAAAAmo/F8IsA9nBvck/s400/oasis+beds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bransontracks.com/index.html"&gt;The Track in Branson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - When we each said what our favorite thing was from the trip, mine was "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bransontracks.com/ww_experience.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wild Woody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;". I don't have any pix from it because I was busy driving...like a maniac. The last time we did Wild Woody, I got off and told Willie we better make a run for the parking lot because there were probably some other drivers who wanted to kick his $%# due to the fact that his crazy wife was crashing into them. Hey, I'll pretty much do whatever it takes to entertain my kids, or myself for that matter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf5i_W-D9I/AAAAAAAAAmI/XPJDPxDQwck/s1600-h/DSCN0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208405873595912146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf5i_W-D9I/AAAAAAAAAmI/XPJDPxDQwck/s400/DSCN0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After riding Wild Woody with his psychotic Mommy, these go-karts were way too tame for Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf5jPW-D-I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/1XD3p8uxMj4/s1600-h/DSCN0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208405877890879458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf5jPW-D-I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/1XD3p8uxMj4/s400/DSCN0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love this picture of my boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf5jfW-D_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/5bB7oN3_roI/s1600-h/DSCN0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208405882185846770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf5jfW-D_I/AAAAAAAAAmY/5bB7oN3_roI/s400/DSCN0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf5jvW-EAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/IsUUuzYJVmc/s1600-h/DSCN0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208413814990442594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEgAxPW-EGI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/mnX7DfyBMPI/s400/DSCN0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was a wimp and opted out of getting wet this time. The last time we went to Branson and I rode these bumper boats with the boys, I was soaked afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4NfW-D4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/ySiAF4tSiHY/s1600-h/DSCN0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208404404717096834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4NfW-D4I/AAAAAAAAAlg/ySiAF4tSiHY/s400/DSCN0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4OvW-D5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/3A2fnl4gi_g/s1600-h/DSCN0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208404426191933330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4OvW-D5I/AAAAAAAAAlo/3A2fnl4gi_g/s400/DSCN0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4QfW-D6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/a-tX95Q9d0k/s1600-h/DSCN0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208404456256704418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4QfW-D6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/a-tX95Q9d0k/s400/DSCN0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Table Rock Lake is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. The lake is very clean and even clear in places. It is just so calming and peaceful. I would love to have a 2nd home there...in my dreams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4RvW-D7I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Kj2ltWExF2k/s1600-h/DSCN0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208404477731540914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4RvW-D7I/AAAAAAAAAl4/Kj2ltWExF2k/s400/DSCN0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4TfW-D8I/AAAAAAAAAmA/7DD-0kz8tvk/s1600-h/DSCN0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208404507796312002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf4TfW-D8I/AAAAAAAAAmA/7DD-0kz8tvk/s400/DSCN0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really suck at taking action shots. After multiple tries, this is the best I could do. Jacob's feet coming out of the slide and Jacob's head poking out of the water after coming down the slide. Photography will never be my claim to fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3GfW-DzI/AAAAAAAAAk4/VW9qRNl6vac/s1600-h/DSCN0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208403184946384690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3GfW-DzI/AAAAAAAAAk4/VW9qRNl6vac/s400/DSCN0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3GvW-D0I/AAAAAAAAAlA/Z0nF5PBtGmc/s1600-h/DSCN0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208403189241352002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3GvW-D0I/AAAAAAAAAlA/Z0nF5PBtGmc/s400/DSCN0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3G_W-D1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/pHZ9eb7J_sE/s1600-h/DSCN0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208403193536319314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3G_W-D1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/pHZ9eb7J_sE/s400/DSCN0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3HfW-D2I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/OQM0tVTpVA8/s1600-h/DSCN0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208403202126253922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3HfW-D2I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/OQM0tVTpVA8/s400/DSCN0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3HvW-D3I/AAAAAAAAAlY/EJKSbGZ1ZRA/s1600-h/DSCN0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208403206421221234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf3HvW-D3I/AAAAAAAAAlY/EJKSbGZ1ZRA/s400/DSCN0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bransoncelebrationcity.com/"&gt;Celebration City&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Adam and I just stood by, taking pictures and discussing how completely off their rockers Jacob and Daddy were for getting on this ride. I don't know if you can tell it from the pictures, but a storm was rolling in and the sky was beautiful. Shortly after Willie and Jacob got off this ride, a massive storm hit and we had to go inside to wait it out. Luckily it blew over quickly and the rides started back up a couple of hours later. It cooled everything off and the rest of the night was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1C_W-DtI/AAAAAAAAAkI/vA98vOt_BXU/s1600-h/DSCN0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208400925793586898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1C_W-DtI/AAAAAAAAAkI/vA98vOt_BXU/s400/DSCN0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1DfW-DuI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/D6Oq1l64aM4/s1600-h/DSCN0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208400934383521506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1DfW-DuI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/D6Oq1l64aM4/s400/DSCN0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1DvW-DvI/AAAAAAAAAkY/bGGNUfcQcOA/s1600-h/DSCN0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208400938678488818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1DvW-DvI/AAAAAAAAAkY/bGGNUfcQcOA/s400/DSCN0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1D_W-DwI/AAAAAAAAAkg/i-a5k7io7qo/s1600-h/DSCN0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208400942973456130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1D_W-DwI/AAAAAAAAAkg/i-a5k7io7qo/s400/DSCN0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1EPW-DxI/AAAAAAAAAko/cYCuUH3IVq4/s1600-h/DSCN0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208400947268423442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf1EPW-DxI/AAAAAAAAAko/cYCuUH3IVq4/s400/DSCN0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfzmvW-DoI/AAAAAAAAAjg/VRy7mMVzBvM/s1600-h/DSCN0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208399340950654594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfzmvW-DoI/AAAAAAAAAjg/VRy7mMVzBvM/s400/DSCN0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These pictures were taken at the &lt;a href="http://mdc.mo.gov/areas/hatchery/shepherd/"&gt;Shepherd of the Hills Fish Hatchery &lt;/a&gt;on the last day of our trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfznPW-DpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/qBTtzsgf1F8/s1600-h/DSCN0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208399349540589202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfznPW-DpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/qBTtzsgf1F8/s400/DSCN0164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to go here before we left town to buy these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208417418468003954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEgEC_W-EHI/AAAAAAAAAnY/S1TnKqDldPg/s400/Stream+Machine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I highly recommend getting yourself one or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfznfW-DqI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2KDRdIeRvjQ/s1600-h/DSCN0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208399353835556514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfznfW-DqI/AAAAAAAAAjw/2KDRdIeRvjQ/s400/DSCN0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfzn_W-DrI/AAAAAAAAAj4/YOkarUWQt_U/s1600-h/DSCN0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208399362425491122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfzn_W-DrI/AAAAAAAAAj4/YOkarUWQt_U/s400/DSCN0167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam, get into character and make a scary face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfzoPW-DsI/AAAAAAAAAkA/9ZvuSAudvfA/s1600-h/DSCN0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208399366720458434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEfzoPW-DsI/AAAAAAAAAkA/9ZvuSAudvfA/s400/DSCN0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-5591436846512766525?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5591436846512766525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5591436846512766525&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5591436846512766525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5591436846512766525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/06/memorial-day-weekend-at-table-rock-lake.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend at Table Rock Lake and Branson'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEf9RPW-ECI/AAAAAAAAAmw/vDF4w9xAxsg/s72-c/oasis1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-3261777473555197108</id><published>2008-05-31T12:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:13:46.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School's out for summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEGOafW-DkI/AAAAAAAAAjA/M3VE7A2j6AU/s1600-h/DSCN0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206599229962587714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEGOafW-DkI/AAAAAAAAAjA/M3VE7A2j6AU/s400/DSCN0170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEGOa_W-DlI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ad9KO0q4ako/s1600-h/DSCN0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206599238552522322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEGOa_W-DlI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ad9KO0q4ako/s400/DSCN0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEGObPW-DmI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/U3LViuY5w1Y/s1600-h/DSCN0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206599242847489634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEGObPW-DmI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/U3LViuY5w1Y/s400/DSCN0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEGObfW-DnI/AAAAAAAAAjY/n44SkuYibOU/s1600-h/DSCN0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206599247142456946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEGObfW-DnI/AAAAAAAAAjY/n44SkuYibOU/s400/DSCN0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at what some mischievous kids did to the fountains in our neighborhood to commemorate the last day of school. I know I'm getting old because after my initial thought which was how funny it was, I thought of how, if the kids keep doing this, our homeowner's association fees are going to go up...it's sad to get &lt;span&gt;old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;eminded&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; me of the time my girlfriend, Dae Foti and I dumped a whole bottle of shampoo in her neighborhood jacuzzi late at night, turned on the jets and then had a blast jumping into the huge mass of bubbles. Does anybody else remember Dae? She was so crazy and fun. I really missed her when she moved across town and went to a different school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-3261777473555197108?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/3261777473555197108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=3261777473555197108&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3261777473555197108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3261777473555197108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/05/schools-out-for-summer.html' title='School&apos;s out for summer!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SEGOafW-DkI/AAAAAAAAAjA/M3VE7A2j6AU/s72-c/DSCN0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1392767274310138723</id><published>2008-05-20T20:33:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:16:42.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Table Rock Lake...heaven on earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFTXE75EI/AAAAAAAAAio/MQxn1bs_ers/s1600-h/table+rock+lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202648562201781314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFTXE75EI/AAAAAAAAAio/MQxn1bs_ers/s400/table+rock+lake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFF3E74_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/f1Y_fcVyXi4/s1600-h/Table+rock+lake+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202648330273547250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFF3E74_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/f1Y_fcVyXi4/s400/Table+rock+lake+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFF3E75AI/AAAAAAAAAiI/gZyiHpqyWKY/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202648330273547266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFF3E75AI/AAAAAAAAAiI/gZyiHpqyWKY/s400/table+rock+lake+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFGHE75BI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/BMWaCZpLjUA/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202648334568514578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFGHE75BI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/BMWaCZpLjUA/s400/table+rock+lake+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFGXE75CI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NuBAcIK5PC0/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202648338863481890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFGXE75CI/AAAAAAAAAiY/NuBAcIK5PC0/s400/table+rock+lake+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202648351748383794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFHHE75DI/AAAAAAAAAig/iVgGkR0fwjE/s400/table+rock+lake+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOEcXE746I/AAAAAAAAAhY/-4YqImxpJKE/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202647617308976034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOEcXE746I/AAAAAAAAAhY/-4YqImxpJKE/s400/table+rock+lake+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOEcXE747I/AAAAAAAAAhg/CRqOe2xF7IE/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202647617308976050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOEcXE747I/AAAAAAAAAhg/CRqOe2xF7IE/s400/table+rock+lake+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOEcnE748I/AAAAAAAAAho/VNoJWGdxJtI/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202647621603943362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOEcnE748I/AAAAAAAAAho/VNoJWGdxJtI/s400/table+rock+lake+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODq3E740I/AAAAAAAAAgo/ePo9tTvSawk/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202646766905451330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODq3E740I/AAAAAAAAAgo/ePo9tTvSawk/s400/table+rock+lake+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODrHE741I/AAAAAAAAAgw/uUZ1z6dvz_c/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202646771200418642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODrHE741I/AAAAAAAAAgw/uUZ1z6dvz_c/s400/table+rock+lake+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODrHE742I/AAAAAAAAAg4/CQtqWGdz1nQ/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202646771200418658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODrHE742I/AAAAAAAAAg4/CQtqWGdz1nQ/s400/table+rock+lake+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODrXE743I/AAAAAAAAAhA/IqCxKD__6h0/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202646775495385970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODrXE743I/AAAAAAAAAhA/IqCxKD__6h0/s400/table+rock+lake+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODrXE744I/AAAAAAAAAhI/mvJCRC_CkG8/s1600-h/table+rock+lake+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202646775495385986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDODrXE744I/AAAAAAAAAhI/mvJCRC_CkG8/s400/table+rock+lake+19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our last family vacation was almost two years ago (July 2006) when we went to Table Rock Lake (pictured above). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why we didn't go anywhere last summer, but we have never had a vacation dry spell that lasted this long. That is all going to change on Friday evening when we hit the road for Branson/Table Rock Lake. This time we're going to &lt;a href="http://www.bransonsilverdollarcity.com/"&gt;Silver Dollar City &lt;/a&gt;and we're staying at a cool place called &lt;a href="http://www.stillwatersresort.com/"&gt;Still Waters Resort &lt;/a&gt;so we are sure to have a blast and I CAN'T WAIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-1392767274310138723?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1392767274310138723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1392767274310138723&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1392767274310138723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1392767274310138723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/05/table-rock-lakeheaven-on-earth.html' title='Table Rock Lake...heaven on earth'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDOFTXE75EI/AAAAAAAAAio/MQxn1bs_ers/s72-c/table+rock+lake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8624076588393445011</id><published>2008-05-20T20:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:31:41.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating crow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDN6jnE74zI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kCR_OEBiiCg/s1600-h/425_cook_archuleta_040208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202636746746749746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDN6jnE74zI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kCR_OEBiiCg/s400/425_cook_archuleta_040208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I owe Archuleta an apology. He did an amazing job tonight and I'm sorry to say, I think our Kansas City boy, David Cook, is going down &lt;span&gt;tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; unrelated note, after May 30, I will no longer be an employee of the school district. My summer of unemployment is just days away...YAH BABY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8624076588393445011?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8624076588393445011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8624076588393445011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8624076588393445011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8624076588393445011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/05/eating-crow.html' title='Eating crow'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDN6jnE74zI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kCR_OEBiiCg/s72-c/425_cook_archuleta_040208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-6192903886556203891</id><published>2008-05-19T18:32:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:34:32.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts and pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDITXXE74uI/AAAAAAAAAf4/_zf8w0C6y64/s1600-h/DSCN0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202241811618980578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDITXXE74uI/AAAAAAAAAf4/_zf8w0C6y64/s400/DSCN0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My baby graduated from preschool! It's hard to tell, but that's a graduation cap on his head. Isn't he the cutest thing? He got to hold the flag while they marched down the aisle to the stage and it was such a great moment. I don't have a picture because I was filming him on our outdated video camera which is not digital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDITXnE74vI/AAAAAAAAAgA/zC9f98oQPwE/s1600-h/DSCN0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202241815913947890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDITXnE74vI/AAAAAAAAAgA/zC9f98oQPwE/s400/DSCN0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my 14 year old dog, Peanut with my two year old dog, Max. I don't talk about Peanut a lot because he's old, he stinks and he goes potty in the house. He also has lupus which means that the skin around his eyes looks pretty gross most of the time. For those of you who have known me a long time, you know how lucky Peanut (The Destroyer) is to still live with us. These days, he's a pretty pathetic creature who just follows me around, occasionally falls down on the kitchen tile and can't get back up by himself and half walks/half falls down the stairs in the mornings. I don't think he'll be with us much longer. Max will probably miss him the most.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDITX3E74wI/AAAAAAAAAgI/4TGyAFe3hA4/s1600-h/DSCN0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202241820208915202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDITX3E74wI/AAAAAAAAAgI/4TGyAFe3hA4/s400/DSCN0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's hard to tell in this picture because it's so dark, but this is a scene from our Saturday night camp-out on the trampoline. Adam (the strange little man in tie-dye) likes to wear my shirts to bed, thus the fashion statement. One more editor's note...that's a pretzel in Jacob's mouth, not a cigar! The first time we camped on the trampoline, we woke up and came inside because it was sprinkling on us. This time, I couldn't get comfortable and Max kept moving around so I woke the boys up and we came in around midnight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Willie had the right idea...he cleared out around 10:00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDIOZ3E74sI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Hs3UZ4DgUUA/s1600-h/DSCN0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202236357010514626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDIOZ3E74sI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Hs3UZ4DgUUA/s400/DSCN0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BEFORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDIOaHE74tI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rbtOzR-La5k/s1600-h/DSCN0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202236361305481938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDIOaHE74tI/AAAAAAAAAfw/rbtOzR-La5k/s400/DSCN0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(That's the ceiling fan sticking out from behind my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jessica Simpson I am not, but I think the haircut turned out pretty cute. The bangs aren't very obvious so I might need to have her cut them more the next time around. In case you're wondering what those red bumps on my neck are, well, so am I. I'm wondering if it could be poison ivy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have gained back several pounds...I don't know how many because I refuse to get on the scale until I know the results will be better. I don't need a scale. I can just look in the mirror at my chubby face to see that things are going downhill real fast. So, I am getting serious again starting RIGHT NOW!! Tonight while I watch &lt;a href="http://www.aetv.com/intervention/"&gt;Intervention&lt;/a&gt; and tomorrow night while I watch &lt;a href="http://www.americanidol.com/"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt; I will be working my little heart out on the elliptical machine. Feel free to call and check up on me to be sure I'm not lounging on the couch instead. Although I may just answer the phone and breathe heavy to psyche you out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't regularly watch American Idol, but David Cook is from the Kansas City area and I'm really digging his rocker style. I hope that little punk David Archuleta falls hard (no offense if you're an Archuleta fan but he really gets on my nerves). If you haven't seen Intervention, it's a reality show where they follow addicts (drug, alcohol, food, shopping, video games, etc.) and pretty much document what losers they are. Then all their family members gang up on them in a hotel room for an intervention where the addict is confronted with the choice of going to rehab right that moment or having their friends and family members turn their backs on them. My favorite Intervention episode is one where this lady has an eating problem. Her whole day is scheduled around fast food runs. I feel a kinship with her, especially after cleaning all the fast food wrappers and cups out of my van today. I think I need an intervention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-6192903886556203891?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/6192903886556203891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=6192903886556203891&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6192903886556203891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6192903886556203891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thoughts-and-pictures.html' title='Random thoughts and pictures'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SDITXXE74uI/AAAAAAAAAf4/_zf8w0C6y64/s72-c/DSCN0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-6507799709062785975</id><published>2008-05-14T15:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T16:00:15.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SCtOhnE74oI/AAAAAAAAAfI/y61PkmBf9-s/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200336534061703810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SCtOhnE74oI/AAAAAAAAAfI/y61PkmBf9-s/s400/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't been in much of a blogging mood lately, but I know it's boring to keep coming back and not find anything new so here's a quick post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a picture of me and my Dad. It is, in fact, the last picture that was taken with my old camera before it was dropped, I mean broke, may it rest in peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My parents were divorced when I was two or three years old and I grew up living with my Mom. I look nothing like my Mom...she is a petite woman of about 5'1" with small features and I am a 5'6" Amazon in comparison. My feet probably outgrew her shoes before I even graduated from elementary school. I bet people used to wonder if I was adopted. Well, here's a mighty convincing picture of whose DNA dominated the gene pool when I was created!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-6507799709062785975?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/6507799709062785975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=6507799709062785975&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6507799709062785975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6507799709062785975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/05/me-and-my-dad.html' title='Me and my Dad'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SCtOhnE74oI/AAAAAAAAAfI/y61PkmBf9-s/s72-c/IMG_0660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8820316790913023254</id><published>2008-05-04T21:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:43:07.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grand Prize Winner:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cascrewcomedies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheri&lt;/a&gt; with "A Splash of Brandi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honorable Mentions (in no particular order):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Brandi On The Rocks" by &lt;a href="http://www.shejusthadtosayit.com/"&gt;Soliloquy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Brandi's Whine" by Don &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and of a similar title, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Brandi Whine" by &lt;a href="http://beyondmom.com/"&gt;Jennifer G.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheri, Jennifer G., Soliloquy and yes, even Don, let me know what color(s) you want in your bracelet. I've decided that the grand prize will be a toggle bracelet and I'll make cute stretchy bracelets for the honorable mentions. Fair enough? Soliloquy, this should be interesting since you're an anonymous blogging entity...hmm, let me know if you keep a post office box with a pseudonym for just such purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last but not least, I am excited to announce that Brandi is the winner of a FABULOUS blog makeover to go with her FABULOUS new name. This makeover was awarded by the very talented and generous, &lt;a href="http://fabulouskblogdesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fabulous K&lt;/a&gt;!! Hey Miss Fabulous, let me know which colors you'd like because you are also going to receive a bracelet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you like any of the beads pictured, let me know. Otherwise, just give me a color or color scheme and I'll come up with something. Email me here: kcaimee at gmail dot com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196733350554855250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SB6Bcug_Z1I/AAAAAAAAAdo/-3DPfqRokB8/s400/DSCN0002%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196733359144789858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SB6BdOg_Z2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/qnOz4s2nDf4/s400/DSCN0003%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8820316790913023254?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8820316790913023254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8820316790913023254&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8820316790913023254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8820316790913023254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SB6Bcug_Z1I/AAAAAAAAAdo/-3DPfqRokB8/s72-c/DSCN0002%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5046305306237889008</id><published>2008-05-04T11:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T11:34:07.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SB3jq-g_Z0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/2Q6Bw2OxZpQ/s1600-h/camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196559872530802498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SB3jq-g_Z0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/2Q6Bw2OxZpQ/s400/camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look what I got today for my birthday...my boys and my man rock!!! I also had an incredible birthday dinner last night. Willie made ribs &amp;amp; chicken on the smoker and they were to die for...seriously, they were restaurant quality or better. We had my Mom and some friends over and the night was complete when I whipped up strawberry margaritas and my Mom brought over a Baskin-Robbins ice cream cake. I love birthdays! Mine is actually not until Tuesday, but Willie has to go out of town for work this week so we celebrated early. Not that I'm done celebrating. The boys and I will be eating out at least once and possibly several times while &lt;span&gt;Willie is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is Missing In Action at the moment. As soon as she turns up, I'll announce a winner of the "Name Brandi's Blog" contest. And, now that I have a camera, I can take pix of some of the beads our winner can choose to have in their custom bracelet. That will make you party poopers who didn't enter the contest jealous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5046305306237889008?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5046305306237889008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5046305306237889008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5046305306237889008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5046305306237889008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-in-photo-business.html' title='Back in business'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SB3jq-g_Z0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/2Q6Bw2OxZpQ/s72-c/camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-7731598875293994563</id><published>2008-05-03T09:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T10:27:07.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The entries are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I promise I haven't been dragging this contest out just to be dramatic, but now that you mention it, the suspense is making it more fun and the entries keep rolling in!  Seriously, the last two days of my life have been a total whirlwind (and I mean that literally...I'll get to that in a later post).  So, here are all the entries so far.  If you don't see yours here, let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life Through My Lens - Jennifer R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Imagine That - Jennifer R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandiland - Jennifer R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi Straight Up - Jennifer R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandiliscious - Shellie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi's Whine - Don (Cheri's DH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi's Word Smith/ - Soliloquy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi: WordSmith - Soliloquy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BrandiBlooms - Soliloquy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BloomSmith - Soliloquy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bloom n' Rooms - Soliloquy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi On the Rocks - Soliloquy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PhotoBouquet - Soliloquy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BrandiNames (get it? Brand Names) - Soliloquy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brandi-On-The-Rocks - Soliloquy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spittin' Image of Who I Used to Be - Soliloquy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Know I Left Me Here Somewhere - Soliloquy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi Schmandi - Shauna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi Schmandi Smith Schmith - Shauna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bloggin' with Brandi - Wende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A day in the life of Brandi - Wende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NAME BRANDi Blog (or leave blog off too- get it- name brand jeans, name brand blog) - Wende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The best of Brandi &amp;amp; the boys - Melanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Smith Stories - Melanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have a Drink with Brandi - Casey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Splash of Brandi - Cheri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi And The Babes - Jennifer G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi Whine (no offense i thought it was funny) - Jennifer G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi And The Fam (or Family) - Jennifer G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That Brandi - Jennifer G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yours Brandi - Jennifer G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Heart Is My Family - Jennifer G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Handy Brandi - Aimee (hey, it's my contest, I can enter if I want to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stone Cold Fox - Aimee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Red Hot Smokin' Brandi - Aimee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm overwhelmed with all of this creativity and I want to steal some of these for myself.  Maybe we should all go into business selling blog names...hmmm...now my wheels are spinning.  Ok, back to the contest.  The new deadline is tonight, Saturday, 5/3, 8pm Central time.  I will announce a winner shortly after that, and possibly a runner-up or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-7731598875293994563?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/7731598875293994563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=7731598875293994563&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7731598875293994563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7731598875293994563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/05/entries-are.html' title='The entries are...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-9176000298990192649</id><published>2008-04-30T17:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T17:56:23.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For those of you hard at work trying to win a fantabulous bracelet, I have just received approval from Brandi to release her extremely unusual last name - Smith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The blog name entries don't have to include Brandi's first or last name by the way. It might help get the ideas flowing if I told you that Brandi is very creative and talented in the areas of photography, floral design and home decor. In fact, one might call her, "Handy Brandi"...oh, did I just enter my own contest? Yep, I think I did!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A winner will be announced on Thursday so keep entering those great blog name suggestions until then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-9176000298990192649?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/9176000298990192649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=9176000298990192649&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9176000298990192649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9176000298990192649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/smith.html' title='Smith'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5722863715646812757</id><published>2008-04-29T13:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:46:17.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It will be your loss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For all you lame people who haven't yet entered the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/brandi-needs-makeover.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Name Brandi's Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; contest, it will be your loss. The winner will receive a handmade bracelet in colors of their choice and it's going to be one of the BEST bracelets I've ever made. So, if you want a crack at winning my masterpiece, pay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timbrandikadekam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a visit, get your creative juices flowing and send me your entries via the "Comments" section of this post. No entries will be accepted after midnight tomorrow (Wednesday).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For more of Sarah's wedding pix, go &lt;a href="http://dantewilliamsphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the professional photographer's pix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Would somebody kindly come over here and remove the Cheetos from my pantry before I gain back every pound I've lost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5722863715646812757?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5722863715646812757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5722863715646812757&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5722863715646812757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5722863715646812757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-will-be-your-loss.html' title='It will be your loss...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-6740392968553511492</id><published>2008-04-28T13:35:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:04:55.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sarah's Matron of Honor sent me pix last night. Here are a few of my favorites: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYky-g_ZvI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5x2ODuma2Zg/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp43234%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A6379634nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rehearsal at the Conservatory Garden in Central Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194378093568943778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYjWug_ZqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/J2GR1ttiAaQ/s400/232323232%257Ffp43237%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A63768%253B9nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Getting Ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYjWOg_ZmI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mt8Z3MpL_Bk/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp43242%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A6376874nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194378084979009122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYjWOg_ZmI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mt8Z3MpL_Bk/s400/232323232%257Ffp43242%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A6376874nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heading downstairs in the elevator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194383324839110450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYoHOg_ZzI/AAAAAAAAAdU/2KVS7VXG5ag/s400/232323232%257Ffp4323%253A%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A637688%253Anu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waiting for the limo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The tourists loved us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I now know what it feels like to be photographed by the paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194379669821941458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYkyeg_ZtI/AAAAAAAAAck/nRNAUBrCHXQ/s400/232323232%257Ffp43235%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A6376936nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All lined up and ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYZw-g_ZkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/WKf7ZM5h45I/s1600-h/232323232%257Ffp43242%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A6379566nu0mrj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194367549424232002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYZw-g_ZkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/WKf7ZM5h45I/s400/232323232%257Ffp43242%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A6379566nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sarah being escorted to the altar by my Dad and Vickie (my Stepmom)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194379656937039538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYkxug_ZrI/AAAAAAAAAcU/zZc4iG0-hQg/s400/232323232%257Ffp43236%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A637955%253Cnu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194378093568943762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYjWug_ZpI/AAAAAAAAAcE/AoZcmxfcp_Y/s400/232323232%257Ffp43237%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A6379563nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was lots of kissing...at a wedding...go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194379669821941442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYkyeg_ZsI/AAAAAAAAAcc/s0HyV_9Iuzo/s400/232323232%257Ffp43236%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A63795%253A%253Bnu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Dodson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194381920384804626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYm1eg_ZxI/AAAAAAAAAdE/OsHfXayKRfI/s400/232323232%257Ffp43234%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A63795%253B4nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Ramirez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194378093568943746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYjWug_ZoI/AAAAAAAAAb8/3cY4UZyffko/s400/232323232%257Ffp43239%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A63795%253B%253Cnu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception was held at a historic 5-story townhouse on the Upper East Side called &lt;a href="http://www.astorhouse.org/"&gt;The Astor House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194378089273976434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYjWeg_ZnI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RWQUNksZpyI/s400/232323232%257Ffp43239%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A637962%253Cnu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulations Bret &amp;amp; Sarah!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194367540834297394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYZweg_ZjI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YSiuAP_PmCg/s400/232323232%257Ffp43242%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A6382667nu0mrj.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you didn't get enough and want to see more, go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fivedigits.com/ny/day3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Scott &amp;amp; Jen, who were both in the wedding, posted pix to their website.&lt;/span&gt; Let me warn you...there are some not so flattering pictures of me...you might get scared and run away...just keeping it real! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-6740392968553511492?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/6740392968553511492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=6740392968553511492&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6740392968553511492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6740392968553511492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/wedding-pictures.html' title='Wedding Pictures'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SBYjWug_ZqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/J2GR1ttiAaQ/s72-c/232323232%257Ffp43237%253Enu%253D3237%253E%253B%253B4%253E55%253A%253EWSNRCG%253D32333%253A63768%253B9nu0mrj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1034763292457860846</id><published>2008-04-27T12:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:44:44.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 3 More Days To Enter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My contest to Name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timbrandikadekam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi's Blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will end on Wednesday.  The entries so far include: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandiland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Splash of Brandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brandi Straight Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What else have you got?  Don't forget that the winner will receive a handmade bracelet in the colors of their choosing.  I just got some new beads the other day and they are so cute.  If I had a camera, I'd show you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-1034763292457860846?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1034763292457860846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1034763292457860846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1034763292457860846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1034763292457860846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/only-3-more-days-to-enter.html' title='Only 3 More Days To Enter'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-9217864027084405464</id><published>2008-04-27T12:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T12:36:10.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back, but in a bad mood and don't feel like posting because there aren't any pictures to share.  Why not?  You might be asking yourself.  That would be because my camera broke on the first day.  I took exactly two pictures before it broke.  Not to worry because my friends and family will take care of me by sharing their pix, but for the moment, they're all still in NY so no pix...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-9217864027084405464?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/9217864027084405464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=9217864027084405464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9217864027084405464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9217864027084405464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-2778365707122455125</id><published>2008-04-24T18:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:11:41.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in purse heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forget about the red purse.  I'm in New York, New York and there are purses on every corner.  For a purse addict (which I admittedly am), this is like being an alcoholic and having margaritas served on every corner (which would also be a problem for me)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gotta go people.  This is costing 20 cents per minute.  This town is EXPENSIVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-2778365707122455125?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/2778365707122455125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=2778365707122455125&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2778365707122455125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2778365707122455125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-in-purse-heaven.html' title='I&apos;m in purse heaven'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-2756274126748601387</id><published>2008-04-23T16:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:23:02.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it a keeper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA-lqug_ZhI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-5DTsUqyFoE/s1600-h/IMG_0662%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA-lq-g_ZiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/06QPG_gMakU/s1600-h/IMG_0660%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192551053135930914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA-lq-g_ZiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/06QPG_gMakU/s400/IMG_0660%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I rip the tags off this purse I just bought for $16, I need some affirmation. Is it a keeper? It's not real leather and I'm kind of a purse snob when it comes to that, but something about this purse is drawing me in. Am I wrong? I should tell you that the red is actually a bit &lt;span&gt;darker than it looks in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;inquiring minds who want to know if I was able to scrub away my botched tan, I am happy to report that lemon juice and peppermint foot scrub pretty much did the trick. I'll need to do some more scrubbing again tonight, but I think I'll be presentable in time for the wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-2756274126748601387?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/2756274126748601387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=2756274126748601387&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2756274126748601387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/2756274126748601387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-it-keeper.html' title='Is it a keeper?'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA-lq-g_ZiI/AAAAAAAAAbM/06QPG_gMakU/s72-c/IMG_0660%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1651564172178165212</id><published>2008-04-22T16:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T16:49:26.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to your feet Mommy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA5c1Og_ZeI/AAAAAAAAAas/fstUGNhkVkQ/s1600-h/IMG_0658%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192189489904051682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA5c1Og_ZeI/AAAAAAAAAas/fstUGNhkVkQ/s400/IMG_0658%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA5c2Og_ZfI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Tri04s_oA94/s1600-h/IMG_0659%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192189507083920882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA5c2Og_ZfI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Tri04s_oA94/s400/IMG_0659%5B1%5D" 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/7041119187550600936-1651564172178165212?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1651564172178165212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1651564172178165212&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1651564172178165212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1651564172178165212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-happened-to-your-feet-mommy.html' title='What happened to your feet Mommy?'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA5c1Og_ZeI/AAAAAAAAAas/fstUGNhkVkQ/s72-c/IMG_0658%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8003710246386051394</id><published>2008-04-22T16:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:20:02.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just wanted to be tan like the bridesmaids from Arizona &amp; Hawaii...</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed wmode="transparent" src="http://blip.tv/scripts/flash/blipplayer.swf?autoStart=false&amp;file=http://blip.tv/file/get/Elle78-SprayTan618.flv%3Fsource%3D3"quality="high" width="448" height="336" name="movie" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8003710246386051394?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8003710246386051394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8003710246386051394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8003710246386051394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8003710246386051394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/mommy-this-is-what-happened-adam.html' title='I just wanted to be tan like the bridesmaids from Arizona &amp; Hawaii...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-4743724995088003811</id><published>2008-04-22T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T16:53:07.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish me luck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA5d0ug_ZgI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Kh-5SUuHFFQ/s1600-h/IMG_0657%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192190580825744898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA5d0ug_ZgI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Kh-5SUuHFFQ/s400/IMG_0657%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I searched the internet for "How to remove self-tanner". These are my options...If one of these don't work, I may have to resort to Clorox wipes, as suggested by one internet guru...Ugh!!  Actually the Neutrogena, "Build-a-Tan" is what my helpful neighbor suggested that I SHOULD have used.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-4743724995088003811?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/4743724995088003811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=4743724995088003811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4743724995088003811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4743724995088003811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/wish-me-luck.html' title='Wish me luck...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SA5d0ug_ZgI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Kh-5SUuHFFQ/s72-c/IMG_0657%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-4400347647315603691</id><published>2008-04-20T16:04:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:41:02.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandi Needs a Makeover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAuybPF2WeI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Kg85_63tQ18/s1600-h/extreme+blog+makeover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191439176451906018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="120" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAuybPF2WeI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Kg85_63tQ18/s400/extreme+blog+makeover.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually, &lt;a href="http://www.timbrandikadekam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brandi's blog &lt;/a&gt;needs a makeover, but wasn't that a catchy title? Brandi is definitely not in need of a makeover. She has amazing style and I love to copy her hairstyles, home decor, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is my mission to win a blog makeover for Brandi and as a result, I have been entering different contests this week while I should be focusing on household pursuits. Willie can and will gladly confirm this. My latest effort to get Brandi "made over" involves giving a shout out to an amazing blog designer and person with all-around good taste. Her blog is called &lt;a href="http://fabulouskblogdesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fabulous K&lt;/a&gt; and it has been on my list of links since the beginning. She posts about fun things related to blogs, fashion, home decor, you name it. So, go visit her and if you think about it, while you're there, tell her that Brandi needs a makeover!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lastly, when, and I do mean when, not if, Brandi wins this FABULOUS makeover, she will need a new blog name. I have only managed to come up with dorky titles that she probably won't go for such as, "3 Dudes and a Chick", "Red Hot Smokin' Blogger Chick", "Stone Cold Fox Blogger Chick", and my favorite, "Jacked Up On Mountain Dew". You can see why I'm no help to Brandi in this department. Please comment with your blog name suggestions. The winner will receive a handmade bracelet in the colors of their choosing. Just click on "COMMENTS". It's not hard, I promise. No sales person will call, your identity will not be stolen and your computer will not develop a virus. It's just a comment people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-4400347647315603691?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/4400347647315603691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=4400347647315603691&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4400347647315603691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4400347647315603691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/brandi-needs-makeover.html' title='Brandi Needs a Makeover'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAuybPF2WeI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Kg85_63tQ18/s72-c/extreme+blog+makeover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1359170185936146817</id><published>2008-04-17T13:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T15:44:49.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAeZF6GlxgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/eBOeI_0n1vM/s1600-h/Bret%2520and%2520Sarah%2520May%25202007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190285422343079426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAeZF6GlxgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/eBOeI_0n1vM/s400/Bret%2520and%2520Sarah%2520May%25202007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAeZGaGlxhI/AAAAAAAAAZY/W1IeNyK5UOU/s1600-h/Bret%2520and%2520Sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190285430933014034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAeZGaGlxhI/AAAAAAAAAZY/W1IeNyK5UOU/s400/Bret%2520and%2520Sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAeZGqGlxiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bmktcXP7Ae4/s1600-h/B%2520%26%2520S%2520Engagement%25209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190285435227981346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAeZGqGlxiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bmktcXP7Ae4/s400/B%2520%26%2520S%2520Engagement%25209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my baby sister, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://learningasigoaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, and her fiance, Bret. After seven years of dating, they are tying the knot next week at Central Park in New York City. I refer to Sarah as my baby sister because she is all of 24 years old, compared to my...well, never mind how old I am. You just need to know that she is my baby sister. My life is so crazy sometimes that even though I've been planning for this day for over a year, it is just now hitting me that my baby sister is getting married!!! What do you want to bet that I'll cry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;By the way, Sarah thinks I am the only person who reads her blog. Go see her &lt;a href="http://learningasigoaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; now and prove her wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-1359170185936146817?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1359170185936146817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1359170185936146817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1359170185936146817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1359170185936146817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-25.html' title='April 25'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAeZF6GlxgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/eBOeI_0n1vM/s72-c/Bret%2520and%2520Sarah%2520May%25202007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1371903558132435543</id><published>2008-04-16T15:01:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:55:02.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAZi5KGlxfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4bf3HXanBw0/s1600-h/vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189944354695136754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAZi5KGlxfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4bf3HXanBw0/s320/vegas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://its-all-about-them.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; tagged me and I'm supposed to list 7 things you may not know about me. I think I've managed to come up with a few that may surprise you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was born &lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt; married in Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really wanted two boys. Girl children scare me. If I were going to have another child (but I'm not), I would want another boy, seriously. I'm not just saying that. It's fun being the only girl in the house. I'm not afraid of bugs, I like camping, I can take a fish off the hook when it's caught and now I even love baseball. My destiny is sealed and I couldn't be happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of the number 7, I went to 7 different elementary schools when I was growing up. My Mom was an Army brat who grew up and couldn't stop moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I once dressed up in a chicken costume for $50. My Grandpa used to sell chicken fryers to grocery stores and he had me dress up for a grand opening in Tucson, AZ. If I can find a picture, I'll post it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really, really love spinach with red wine vinegar. I actually crave it sometimes. One of my roommates in college, Susan, used to get so grossed out from the smell of it in our tiny dorm room. She used to cook white rice all the time and eat it with soy sauce. I thought that was kind of gross, but it didn't stink like spinach with vinegar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I was a kid, I used to want to go to boarding school. I perused the back of my "Young Miss" (now called "YM" because "Young Miss" was apparently too sexist) and "Seventeen" magazines for boarding school advertisements and daydream about the adventures I'd have with my cool, rich boarding school friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm pretty good at changing flat tires and I can even do it fast, if necessary. One time, I was in the middle of nowhere on a dirt road with one of my girlfriends when she got a flat tire. This was before the days of cell phones so she was freaking out and I just said, "Do you have a spare?". She watched in amazement as I changed the tire and had us on the road again in no time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BONUS: I cried when Elvis died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm not tagging anyone because I'm already behind on my own tags (Love Story, remember?) and I don't want to contribute to somebody else's stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-1371903558132435543?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1371903558132435543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1371903558132435543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1371903558132435543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1371903558132435543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/7-things.html' title='7 Things'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAZi5KGlxfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4bf3HXanBw0/s72-c/vegas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-9112588647644468195</id><published>2008-04-14T23:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:12:02.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Dentist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQqnaGlxaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/9tNAJPX4Loo/s1600-h/IMG_0616%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189319527147881890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQqnaGlxaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/9tNAJPX4Loo/s400/IMG_0616%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQqnqGlxbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/y4cls1QVZpM/s1600-h/IMG_0617%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189319531442849202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQqnqGlxbI/AAAAAAAAAYo/y4cls1QVZpM/s400/IMG_0617%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQqn6GlxcI/AAAAAAAAAYw/5uGT1U3noeU/s1600-h/IMG_0618%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189319535737816514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQqn6GlxcI/AAAAAAAAAYw/5uGT1U3noeU/s400/IMG_0618%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The other day, we sent the boys to their rooms for a little quiet time. When I checked in on Adam, this is what I found him doing. He was so intent on his work. The changes I have seen take place in this little monkey over the past few months are nothing short of amazing.  I just want to SQUEEZE him!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-9112588647644468195?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/9112588647644468195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=9112588647644468195&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9112588647644468195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9112588647644468195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/future-dentist.html' title='Future Dentist?'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQqnaGlxaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/9tNAJPX4Loo/s72-c/IMG_0616%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-205218545527696258</id><published>2008-04-14T20:20:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:50:54.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road trip</title><content type='html'>First stop on the way to Oakley, KS...the &lt;a href="http://www.abilenekansas.org/page.aspx?page_id=21"&gt;Russell Stover Factory Outlet&lt;/a&gt;!! I didn't want to stop but Sarah begged me...seriously, it was embarassing. She almost cried. How could I say no? I had to buy a bunch of stuff just so she wouldn't feel like she was the only one buying something. It was a sacrifice, but I'd do it all over again, just for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQbSaGlxSI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HwehbxdsJ5o/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189302673696212258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQbSaGlxSI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HwehbxdsJ5o/s400/IMG_0604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You might be in the bible belt if you see something like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQbBaGlxRI/AAAAAAAAAXY/OnCWjwAoQTI/s1600-h/IMG_0605[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189302381638436114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQbBaGlxRI/AAAAAAAAAXY/OnCWjwAoQTI/s400/IMG_0605%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then a few hundred yards down the road, you see this...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQaraGlxQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/fW6Mmx0Wwb0/s1600-h/IMG_0606[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189302003681314050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQaraGlxQI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/fW6Mmx0Wwb0/s400/IMG_0606%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real reason for our 700 mile round trip to Oakley, KS...My baby sister, Sarah flew out from Arizona so we could visit our Great Aunt Janet in western Kansas. She is my role model for growing old gracefully. At the young age of just 97, she rarely, if ever, complains about her aches, pains or ailments. It's not because she doesn't have them either. She is a classy lady and I'm blessed to have her in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQaGaGlxPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/udvXT0HpPOU/s1600-h/IMG_0614[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189301368026154226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQaGaGlxPI/AAAAAAAAAXI/udvXT0HpPOU/s400/IMG_0614%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posh bathroom at the upscale resort we stayed at in Oakley. Please take note of the vintage retro design, very hip indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQXA6GlxOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rpHte2HaX1c/s1600-h/IMG_0609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189297975001990370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQXA6GlxOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rpHte2HaX1c/s400/IMG_0609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sparkly cottage cheese ceiling in our upscale hotel room. And here I was going to scrape the popcorn ceilings in our house and re-texturize them. Now I have a new plan that involves me, a few margaritas, and a spray can of adhesive glitter... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQWSaGlxNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Pa8GQLRs3nI/s1600-h/IMG_0608[2]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189297176138073298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQWSaGlxNI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Pa8GQLRs3nI/s400/IMG_0608%5B2%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, after we returned from our Thelma &amp;amp; Louise road trip, we hung out, had lunch at Cheeseburgers in Paradise and shopped. Sarah and I scored at the Ann Taylor Factory store while Willie was a total sport and hung out with the boys...I just love that man of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQD46GlxDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/yxho2SyHXDw/s1600-h/IMG_0622[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189276946842108978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQD46GlxDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/yxho2SyHXDw/s400/IMG_0622%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we took Sarah to the airport, Willie and I went back to T.J. Maxx with the boys (they were excited about that, let me tell you) and got matching KC Royals shirts for our family. We are going to be total dorks at the games this season and I LOVE IT! I also got a cute throw pillow to match our new family room curtains. If anybody sees these at their local T.J. Maxx, let me know because I need two more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189308918578660754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQg96GlxZI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Dum3Mx_mi04/s400/IMG_0627%255B2%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-205218545527696258?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/205218545527696258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=205218545527696258&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/205218545527696258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/205218545527696258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/road-trip.html' title='Road trip'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/SAQbSaGlxSI/AAAAAAAAAXg/HwehbxdsJ5o/s72-c/IMG_0604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-706147228823077244</id><published>2008-04-13T10:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T10:57:28.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Makeover Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://seemydesignsbyshauna.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shauna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://seemydesignsbyshauna.com/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See My Designs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is doing a makeover give-away contest.  Get over there NOW and enter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My sister is visiting from Arizona right now so I'll be back later to post about the fun we've been having.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-706147228823077244?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/706147228823077244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=706147228823077244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/706147228823077244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/706147228823077244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-makeover-contest.html' title='Blog Makeover Contest'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1886768094771604259</id><published>2008-04-08T13:40:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T15:06:05.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Chalk Jayhawk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_u8SRUFlJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/So_Kqz_s6sg/s1600-h/champions_blue.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186946417918579858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 415px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 38px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="79" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_u8SRUFlJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/So_Kqz_s6sg/s400/champions_blue.gif" width="459" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;In case you live on another planet (or anywhere but Kansas!), the KU Jayhawks won the NCAA championship last night and in our part of the world, that is big news&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186947285501973666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_u9ExUFlKI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/l38px3pcXyQ/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adding to my sports fever, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kansascity.royals.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=kc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;KC Royals&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;have their home opener game this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;better than all that, do you love my blog makeover or what?!!! &lt;a href="http://seemydesignsbyshauna.com/"&gt;Shauna&lt;/a&gt;, I don't know how you work your magic, but I love that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my posts have been so spotty and short lately. During baseball season, we eat, sleep and breathe baseball because Willie coaches &lt;a href="http://shawneemissionstorm.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jacob's team &lt;/a&gt;and assistant coaches Adam's team. I get the busy job of being Team Mom and yes, it's an official title designated by the &lt;a href="http://www.3and2baseball.com/"&gt;3&amp;amp;2 Baseball Club of Johnson County&lt;/a&gt;, and rightly so for all the work it entails. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-1886768094771604259?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1886768094771604259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1886768094771604259&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1886768094771604259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1886768094771604259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-case-you-live-on-another-planet-or.html' title='Rock Chalk Jayhawk!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_u8SRUFlJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/So_Kqz_s6sg/s72-c/champions_blue.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-6529782776604492879</id><published>2008-04-05T18:31:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T20:28:03.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Crafty With One of My Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_gMTRUFlII/AAAAAAAAAVA/XpOx_sizSNA/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185908496121828482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_gMTRUFlII/AAAAAAAAAVA/XpOx_sizSNA/s400/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This is what &lt;a href="http://its-all-about-them.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I did yesterday while our kids played outdoors in the sunshine. It was a perfect afternoon. Prior to taking this time for ourselves, I was stressed because of all the other things I felt like I should be doing. Afterward, I realized that it was just what I needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Two years ago, I told &lt;a href="http://its-all-about-them.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was going to make a bracelet for her birthday. I purchased some turquoise beads with the best of intentions and then I proceeded to sweat blood and tears over trying to design the perfect bracelet without actually producing anything. Now that &lt;a href="http://its-all-about-them.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Jennifer's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; birthday is approaching again, I decided to invite her over to play with my beads and make her own birthday bracelet so that it would be exactly what she wants. The bracelet on the left is what she came up with and look, it's almost a perfect match to some earrings she already had! The bracelet on the right is what I came up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-6529782776604492879?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/6529782776604492879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=6529782776604492879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6529782776604492879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6529782776604492879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/photobucket.html' title='Getting Crafty With One of My Girls'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_gMTRUFlII/AAAAAAAAAVA/XpOx_sizSNA/s72-c/IMG_0597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-4183600718428907079</id><published>2008-04-01T14:08:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:26:21.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip-Flops - a Fashion "Must Have"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_KIUBUFlDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mhJXewLC87s/s1600-h/YE-JELLYBEEN-LIME.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184355998588310578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_KIUBUFlDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mhJXewLC87s/s400/YE-JELLYBEEN-LIME.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt; I saw these at DSW Shoes when I was shopping for "nude" shoes to go with my bridesmaid dress. Since the bridesmaid dress for my sister's wedding is pink &amp;amp; green, I'm wondering i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;f I can convince Sarah that these are THE shoe to go with our dresses. What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184356917711311938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_KJJhUFlEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/wpc8TN1lA3Y/s400/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Yeah, I know, the greens don't match and since the pink in the dress is really more muted than it looks in the photo, the pinks don't match either. It's just that I typically limit myself to flip-flops from April to September. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184359533346395218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_KLhxUFlFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/7Qv1VNWQS8A/s400/IMG_0586.JPG" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;Do you know how hard it is to find strappy "nude" shoes?!!! This is as close as I could get. They're not really nude. Kind of a champagne color. There's even a hint of gold, but it is very understated and not gaudy gold. Do you love how they somewhat resemble a flip-flop? I do! Can I get some input from the fashionistas who read my blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.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/7041119187550600936-4183600718428907079?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/4183600718428907079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=4183600718428907079&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4183600718428907079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4183600718428907079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-saw-these-at-dsw-shoes-when-i-was.html' title='Flip-Flops - a Fashion &quot;Must Have&quot;'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R_KIUBUFlDI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mhJXewLC87s/s72-c/YE-JELLYBEEN-LIME.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5170837342637735743</id><published>2008-03-31T23:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:18:00.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging's Good For Your Health</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;I don't need any justification, but if I did, &lt;a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/news/2008/03/03/blogging-social-health.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;here it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;Stop looking here...click on the link...it's orange...it's above this sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.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/7041119187550600936-5170837342637735743?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5170837342637735743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5170837342637735743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5170837342637735743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5170837342637735743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/bloggings-good-for-your-health.html' title='Blogging&apos;s Good For Your Health'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-4193570901222724168</id><published>2008-03-29T12:10:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T12:32:40.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>14.6 pounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-57xxUFk-I/AAAAAAAAATs/nfiV5EOh69A/s1600-h/IMG_0584%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183216316131415010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-57xxUFk-I/AAAAAAAAATs/nfiV5EOh69A/s400/IMG_0584%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;There are 14.6 fewer pounds of me in the world today. At Weight Watchers, every time you reach a 5 pound mark, you get a sticker to put on your bookmark. These tiny little stickers are what motivate me to order chili and Minute Maid Light Lemonade instead of a single cheeseburger, fries and large Dr. Pepper when I take my kids to Wendy's and stare longingly at their kids' meals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;When I weighed in this morning, I was wearing a hoodie because somebody forgot to tell the weather in KC that spring has arrived. The lady who weighed me in asked if I wanted to take off my sweatshirt since it probably weighs a pound or more. Unfortunately I didn't have a shirt underneath so I declined. That's actually a good thing since the delayed gratification of having to wait until next week for another sticker will help keep me on the straight and narrow for the next 7 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-4193570901222724168?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/4193570901222724168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=4193570901222724168&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4193570901222724168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/4193570901222724168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/146-pounds.html' title='14.6 pounds'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-57xxUFk-I/AAAAAAAAATs/nfiV5EOh69A/s72-c/IMG_0584%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-6487713928421498040</id><published>2008-03-28T16:18:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T16:42:51.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus Group = Dinner Out Tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-1g_hUFk9I/AAAAAAAAATk/o7uw3Lq_OvQ/s1600-h/focus+group+divas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182905390563955666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-1g_hUFk9I/AAAAAAAAATk/o7uw3Lq_OvQ/s400/focus+group+divas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;I discovered focus groups years ago when I signed up with a company called&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fieldwork.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Fieldwork Phoenix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Since that time, I have earned money by giving my opinion about BBQ sauce, participating in a mock jury and other stuff I can't remember. Jacob even earned a video and $50 for watching a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rubbadubbers.com/us/main.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Rubbadubbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;cartoon and giving his opinion about it when he was 3 or 4 years old. It was pretty horrible, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;I moved to KC, somebody told me that I should sign up with Hallmark to participate in their studies since the corporate headquarters is located here. I did and sure enough, I got picked for a focus group and made an easy $80 today for just two hours of my time. This was the most lucrative and also the funnest (is that a real word?) focus group I've done so far. I can't tell you what we talked about because I've been sworn to secrecy and if I told you, I'd have to kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;tagged by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://lonandninfoster.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Wende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;to tell "Our Love Story", but before I do, I need to find the cord to my scanner so I can insert pix from the dating phase (definitely pre-digital). Check back and hopefully I'll get to it this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-6487713928421498040?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/6487713928421498040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=6487713928421498040&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6487713928421498040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/6487713928421498040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/focus-group-dinner-out-tonight.html' title='Focus Group = Dinner Out Tonight!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-1g_hUFk9I/AAAAAAAAATk/o7uw3Lq_OvQ/s72-c/focus+group+divas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1210097209542417359</id><published>2008-03-23T23:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:10:35.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-cosBUFk8I/AAAAAAAAATc/kv1zU2_I8ys/s1600-h/IMG_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181154633045087170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-cosBUFk8I/AAAAAAAAATc/kv1zU2_I8ys/s400/IMG_0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-coMBUFk7I/AAAAAAAAATU/ShM4QSAZCQA/s1600-h/IMG_0552%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-cn6xUFk6I/AAAAAAAAATM/vJ_1lw_rwrU/s1600-h/IMG_0563%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181153786936529826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-cn6xUFk6I/AAAAAAAAATM/vJ_1lw_rwrU/s400/IMG_0563%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-cnrxUFk5I/AAAAAAAAATE/eBGIoqm-DA8/s1600-h/IMG_0562%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181153529238492050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-cnrxUFk5I/AAAAAAAAATE/eBGIoqm-DA8/s400/IMG_0562%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;These pictures are actually from the day before Easter.  I didn't do such a great job with the camera today.  It was a great Easter, right down to dinner with entertainment provided by Adam.  The Easter Bunny brought CDs for the boys; Kidz Bop 13 for Jacob and Alvin &amp;amp; the Chipmunks for Adam.  While we waited to start dinner, Adam announced that he "had to get something" and ran upstairs to return with his CD player.  He plugged it in right next to the table and popped in Alvin &amp;amp; the Chipmunks, for our listening enjoyment.  I think the Christmas songs were my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-1210097209542417359?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1210097209542417359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1210097209542417359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1210097209542417359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1210097209542417359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-cosBUFk8I/AAAAAAAAATc/kv1zU2_I8ys/s72-c/IMG_0556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5328575803785382906</id><published>2008-03-23T21:57:00.036-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:29:41.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break, Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181137268492309362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-cY5RUFk3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/QcDTtTCtvto/s400/IMG_0512%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Because I have a brother, I always have a friend. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*I borrowed this great line from the Uppercase Living Idea Catalog. Curious? If so, click &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.uppercaseliving.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then choose Customer Corner Login and register using Brandi's Demonstrator ID: 750516 and Registration Token: Smith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-ccshUFk4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/Gu_Ja2100ms/s1600-h/IMG_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181141447495488386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-ccshUFk4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/Gu_Ja2100ms/s400/IMG_0505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guitar Heroes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;Jacob woke up at 2am this morning and was so excited about the Easter Bunny coming that he couldn't go back to sleep until 6am. This would explain why I am so sleepy and this post is so short. Wichita was relaxing and fun. We played Guitar Hero, LEGO Star Wars, bounced on a trampoline, played outside in the sunshine, hung out with great friends, saw penguins at the zoo, ate pizza and went rollerskating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;By the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;, Brandi, when your little K-man is feeling better, could you send me some pix of the roller boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5328575803785382906?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5328575803785382906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5328575803785382906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5328575803785382906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5328575803785382906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break-part-two_23.html' title='Spring Break, Part Two'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-cY5RUFk3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/QcDTtTCtvto/s72-c/IMG_0512%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-3539389454003675395</id><published>2008-03-19T08:00:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T09:30:34.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandi, Tim, Kadyn &amp; Kamden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-Egg0GTynI/AAAAAAAAASs/YA_PoLIIOVo/s1600-h/03-19-2008%252008%3B49%3B14AM%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179456794565790322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-Egg0GTynI/AAAAAAAAASs/YA_PoLIIOVo/s400/03-19-2008%252008%3B49%3B14AM%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;The "How You Live" song track isn't working again so I'm giving a shout out to my Dad by putting his favorite song back in the #1 position. Enjoy the tunes Dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;The boys and I are driving to Wichita this morning to visit the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timbrandikadekam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Smiths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;for a couple of days. We're hoping to go to the zoo because Wichita has one of the best. Brandi and I met about 11 years ago when Willie and I lived in Wichita. We worked together at Koch Industries with some really great people in the Recruiting department. I have such fond memories of this time of my life. We worked some long hours, but we always managed to have a good time. Brandi, remember throwing Skittles over the top of the cubes and hitting Jim Mason on the head while he was talking on the phone? Peter Heyer (need I say more, other than just mentioning his name)?!! Going to Tanner's after work and sneaking the shot glasses out in our purses? The Safety Dance? Deciding where to go for lunch every day was an adventure we looked forward to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;I am so blessed to have a BFF like Brandi. She is kind, loyal, supportive, generous and very fun to hang out with. Back in the old days, neither one of us had kids, but now we both have two boys. Kadyn, (almost 8) &amp;amp; Kamden (almost 3) are now my boys' BFFs. Not to be forgotten is Tim, Brandi's husband. Tim is the icing on the cake to this friendship. You know how sometimes you have friends you adore, but you could pretty much take or leave the spouse? Well, that is not the case with Tim. He is one of the funniest, nicest guys I've ever met. He's also a great Dad who loves playing with his kids and what's not to love about that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-3539389454003675395?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/3539389454003675395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=3539389454003675395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3539389454003675395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3539389454003675395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break-part-two.html' title='Brandi, Tim, Kadyn &amp; Kamden'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R-Egg0GTynI/AAAAAAAAASs/YA_PoLIIOVo/s72-c/03-19-2008%252008%3B49%3B14AM%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-1082914758934887616</id><published>2008-03-18T11:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:45:25.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break, Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9_uqUGTylI/AAAAAAAAASc/P0gcmPsI5Bg/s1600-h/IMG_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9_ugUGTykI/AAAAAAAAASU/T7XaMUEuhZ8/s1600-h/IMG_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179120335417756226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9_ugUGTykI/AAAAAAAAASU/T7XaMUEuhZ8/s320/IMG_0529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9_uXkGTyjI/AAAAAAAAASM/tibuXj62C8A/s1600-h/IMG_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179120185093900850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9_uXkGTyjI/AAAAAAAAASM/tibuXj62C8A/s320/IMG_0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;These are my boys with the girls from next door. They went swimming with us on Saturday. &lt;span&gt;Anybody foresee trouble in our future with these cuties living so close by?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;we went to &lt;a href="http://www.daveandbusters.com/"&gt;Dave &amp;amp; Buster's&lt;/a&gt;, but I forgot my camera. We also did a little shopping at one of my favorite stores, Gap Outlet. Afterward, Willie asked the boys if they wanted to get ice cream or coffee. Adam chose coffee. At least we ordered decaf...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7041119187550600936-1082914758934887616?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/1082914758934887616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=1082914758934887616&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1082914758934887616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/1082914758934887616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break-part-one.html' title='Spring Break, Part One'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9_ugUGTykI/AAAAAAAAASU/T7XaMUEuhZ8/s72-c/IMG_0529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-3606823250241697011</id><published>2008-03-15T09:54:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:54:11.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Man Winter Isn't Done With Us Yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9vjd0GTyhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hogSunrP6n8/s1600-h/IMG_0528%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177982297933335058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9vjd0GTyhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hogSunrP6n8/s320/IMG_0528%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This is what we woke up to on this fine March morning. Remember the river being built in the sandbox? It is now a snowy gulch. Looks like Jacob will have to pack those shorts away for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;mention yesterday that we have officially begun SPRING BREAK!!! For months, we have been dreaming about, talking about and surfing the internet for the perfect Spring Break family destination. We have talked about it so much that when one of Jacob's friends asked him where we were going for spring break, Jacob answered, "I'm not sure, but it's going to be either a beach or a cruise". Willie and I both happened to be present for this exchange so we looked at each other in amazement and tried not to bust out laughing because the truth is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;we are not leaving the state of Kansas. Guess we forgot to explain that to our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;a little sad that our plans didn't materialize, it is for good reason and I am not complaining. Remember how I said that Willie is very private? Well, he wouldn't let me do a proud post about his new job so if you want details, you'll have to ask him. The new job starts this week, which means Willie is out of commission for Spring Break. Our new plan is called "Tour de KC &amp;amp; Wichita". With that in mind, today we are trying to decide between seeing a movie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hortonmovie.com/site/index.html"&gt;"Horton Hears a Who", &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;swimming at an indoor pool, or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hallmarkkaleidoscope.com/"&gt;Kaleidoscope&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I'm leaning toward the pool. Doesn't it look like fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177984140474305058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9vlJEGTyiI/AAAAAAAAASE/faDiRthO_uI/s320/matt+ross+pool.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-3606823250241697011?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/3606823250241697011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=3606823250241697011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3606823250241697011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/3606823250241697011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/old-man-winter-isnt-done-with-us-yet.html' title='Old Man Winter Isn&apos;t Done With Us Yet'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9vjd0GTyhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hogSunrP6n8/s72-c/IMG_0528%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8188735872178991127</id><published>2008-03-14T14:26:00.026-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:37:38.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is in the Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rvMUGTygI/AAAAAAAAAR0/5h0qGSfivlc/s1600-h/IMG_0527%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177713716448446978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rvMUGTygI/AAAAAAAAAR0/5h0qGSfivlc/s320/IMG_0527%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;The lemonade is free and so are the cookies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;but as the sign says,&lt;br /&gt;"Donations are optional"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;Sidenote: The reason Adam looks mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;in this picture is that I had just caught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;him trying to pee in the bushes out front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;and made him go inside to use the "proper facilities"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rkfUGTyfI/AAAAAAAAARs/v5PQacwYbno/s1600-h/IMG_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177701948238055922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rkfUGTyfI/AAAAAAAAARs/v5PQacwYbno/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; Planting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.easytogrowbulbs.com/CannaBulbs-Crocosmia-Colocasia.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;canna bulbs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;with Peanut's supervision &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;Yes, Peanut is STILL alive &amp;amp; kickin'; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;he's over 14 years old now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;He probably went back inside and peed on the carpet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;shortly after this picture was taken, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just to taunt Willie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177696253111421330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rfT0GTyZI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ldRAS0q3ja8/s320/IMG_0514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Last fall, Willie &amp;amp; Adam dug up the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.easytogrowbulbs.com/CannaBulbs-Crocosmia-Colocasia.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;canna bulbs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and stored them in the basement. It was amazing to see how much they had multiplied. By next fall, when they dig them up again, they will have multiplied even more and we'll have lots to share. If you are local and want some, let me know. Wait till you see how huge and beautiful these things are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177697086335076770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rgEUGTyaI/AAAAAAAAARE/Cic5Ne3lucQ/s320/IMG_0521%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; No, it's not really warm enough for shorts and bare feet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;but that never stops Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to not look like the worst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Mom in the neighborhood,&lt;br /&gt;I did ask him to change out of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;tank top he originally had on.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on, it's not even 60 degrees outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rjJEGTydI/AAAAAAAAARc/IwaJIs0Ra_M/s1600-h/IMG_0525%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177700466474338770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rjJEGTydI/AAAAAAAAARc/IwaJIs0Ra_M/s320/IMG_0525%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Making a river in the sandbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9ri2EGTycI/AAAAAAAAARU/yT4dh-xagmc/s1600-h/IMG_0526%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177700140056824258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9ri2EGTycI/AAAAAAAAARU/yT4dh-xagmc/s320/IMG_0526%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;Sowing their wild oats and breaking the&lt;br /&gt;"2 people on the trampoline at a time" rule!&lt;br /&gt;What's a cracked head or two amongst friends?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rerUGTyYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TqLxswA_Xio/s1600-h/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177695557326719362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rerUGTyYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TqLxswA_Xio/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;Look out Tiger Woods; here comes the Adam-Bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rd_UGTyWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xvKjjSAkQ0M/s1600-h/IMG_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177694801412475234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rd_UGTyWI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xvKjjSAkQ0M/s320/IMG_0520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;My day lilies are starting to poke their heads out of the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Now, if I can just keep the rabbits and squirrels from eating them. I think I'm going to try fox urine this year. No joke, it's really supposed to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Experiencing the season changes is one of my favorite things about living in the midwest. Spring is always a big hit, and that is especially true after the winter we've had this year. Today it is beautiful outside, but in true Kansas fashion, there is a chance of snow tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;for neglecting the blog. I can't be taken for granted, you know! I think I've kept you all in suspense long enough. My big news is that I got a new job! I am going to be a 4 year-old preschool teacher at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lenexaumc.org/Preschool.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;LUMC Preschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;. I gave my notice at the school district, but I'll probably stay until the end of the school year since I don't start my new job until fall. I'm a little nervous about this new part-time career choice, but I've been teaching preschool classes at church on a volunteer basis for a long time and I've had lots of great mentoring. Hopefully the Lord has prepared me well and I'll be a blessing to the children and families. My heart is really in this, and it should be, because I'm certainly not doing it for all the money I'll be making!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;One more update...when I went to Phoenix back in February, I got a little off track with my weight loss efforts. I didn't gain, but I didn't lose for several weeks. I finally, guiltily dragged myself back to Weight Watchers this week and was pleasantly surprised to learn that I had lost a little bit more weight for a grand total of 11.1 pounds! I didn't make my exercise goal last week so no pedicure...but, I'm not letting that get me down. I'm back on track, exercising and eating healthy again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-8188735872178991127?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8188735872178991127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8188735872178991127&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8188735872178991127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8188735872178991127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-is-in-air.html' title='Spring is in the Air!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R9rvMUGTygI/AAAAAAAAAR0/5h0qGSfivlc/s72-c/IMG_0527%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-9056210492076536424</id><published>2008-03-05T15:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:02:40.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Game</title><content type='html'>I copied this fun game from &lt;a href="http://shaunacallaghan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shauna's blog &lt;/a&gt;because I love my Nascar name (see #7)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME (first pet, current car): Terry Sienna&lt;br /&gt;2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME (fave ice cream flavor, favorite type of shoe): Pralines n' Cream Flip Flop&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR NATIVE AMERICAN NAME (favorite color, favorite animal): Blue Dog&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name, city where you were born): Denise Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 of your first name): Ramai&lt;br /&gt;6. SUPERHERO NAME (2nd favorite color, favorite drink): Green Dr. Pepper (I swear I didn't copy you Shauna; you already know I LOVE Dr. Pepper!)&lt;br /&gt;7. NASCAR NAME (the first names of your grandfathers): Elton John - My Nascar name rocks!&lt;br /&gt;8. STRIPPER NAME (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy): Amarige Kit Kat (Oh yeah, that's a good one too!)&lt;br /&gt;9. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME (your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter): Gallagher Gilbert (Gallagher might have been 6th grade. I have a rotten memory. Cheri?)&lt;br /&gt;10. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower): Autumn Daisy&lt;br /&gt;11. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing rightnow): Pineapple Slippers&lt;br /&gt;12. HIPPIE NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree): Pineapple Protein Shake Pine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to address me by any of these names, but preferably Elton John or Denise Las Vegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have news to post in the next day or so...stay tuned (and no Cathy, I am not pregnant!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.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/7041119187550600936-9056210492076536424?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/9056210492076536424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=9056210492076536424&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9056210492076536424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9056210492076536424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/name-game.html' title='Name Game'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-9090514593343523773</id><published>2008-03-03T16:18:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T18:40:35.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Willpower, don't fail me now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8x7NUw7oJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VfJCBEygD1U/s1600-h/IMG_0507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173645540784316562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8x7NUw7oJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VfJCBEygD1U/s320/IMG_0507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~The elliptical machine I LOVE to HATE!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8x7EEw7oII/AAAAAAAAAQU/lOkTQCY-ugk/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173645381870526594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8x7EEw7oII/AAAAAAAAAQU/lOkTQCY-ugk/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~Piece of Art, Picture Frame Thingy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.getstrongstaystrong.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shellie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.getstrongstaystrong.blogspot.com/"&gt;Get Strong. Stay Strong.&lt;/a&gt; had a great idea. She suggested setting a goal this week and rewarding ourselves if we are successful. My goal is going to be NOT to cancel either of my two work-out sessions with Bridget this week and to squeeze in at least one work-out on my own between now &amp;amp; Friday on our elliptical machine. This probably doesn't sound too difficult, but I have the willpower of Jello when it comes to working out. My reward is going to be a pedicure. I really need to achieve this goal. My toes are begging for some attention. They feel neglected. No, seriously, it's been over three years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to exercising some willpower when it comes to exercising and eating better, I have also been trying for a while now to exercise (why does that dreaded word keep popping up?) more restraint when it comes to shopping and impulse purchases. The other day I went to &lt;a href="http://www.onestopdecorating.com/"&gt;One Stop Decorating &lt;/a&gt;to FINALLY order a curtain rod for our family room and I saw the awesome piece of art, picture frame thingy or whatever you want to call it that is posted above. Oh man, I wanted it bad. They offered to take it right down off the wall and load it up for me, but I said, "NO"! I did however, take this picture, hoping to convince Willie that it is the perfect focal piece for some unknown destination in our house (FAT CHANCE!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;way, and this is totally off topic, the reason I don't say a lot about the love of my life, Willie, is because he is very private and blog-shy. I think he lives in terror of me revealing some really personal thing about him on my blog. Hard to believe, I know, but sometimes I am kind of an open book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/7041119187550600936-9090514593343523773?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/9090514593343523773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=9090514593343523773&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9090514593343523773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9090514593343523773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/03/willpower-dont-fail-me-now.html' title='Willpower, don&apos;t fail me now!'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8x7NUw7oJI/AAAAAAAAAQc/VfJCBEygD1U/s72-c/IMG_0507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5631730484755399437</id><published>2008-02-28T16:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:36:55.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Girly Am I?  Apparently not very...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am 40% Girly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 123px; HEIGHT: 101px" height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/girly-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;According to the results of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;blogthings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; quiz, I am a pretty hardcore tomboy, and a very free spirit. Gender roles be damned, I like to do things my way. (As opposed to people who don't like to do things their way - huh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Girly Are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to be A LOT more girly...hey, what can I say?  I have boys!  My poor husband...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out some of the quiz names from the &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;blogthings&lt;/a&gt; website. Who thinks of this stuff - a 13 year old girl? Are you a spicy chica? Are you pregnant? What does your latte say about you? What kind of panties are you? Ok, I might have to take that one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5631730484755399437?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5631730484755399437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5631730484755399437&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5631730484755399437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5631730484755399437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-girly-am-i-apparently-not-very.html' title='How Girly Am I?  Apparently not very...'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-549195504333172420</id><published>2008-02-28T14:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T17:16:02.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys and their Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Adam just came out of the bathroom, flashed me and said, "I'm Underwear Boy and I have Pee Power!" I have to admit that I sometimes find myself thinking, "I wish I had one of those".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.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/7041119187550600936-549195504333172420?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/549195504333172420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=549195504333172420&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/549195504333172420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/549195504333172420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/02/boys-and-their-toys.html' title='Boys and their Toys'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-8791328057957409906</id><published>2008-02-26T13:41:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T16:12:19.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk about God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8Ryu47EApI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tE7X45AdFk0/s1600-h/Kickin%27+it+on+Christmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171384422007833234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8Ryu47EApI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tE7X45AdFk0/s200/Kickin%27+it+on+Christmas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;After the last few shallow posts, I'm ready to test the waters with some deeper content. I'd like to start by posing a question that Adam keeps asking. I haven't been able to provide a satisfactory answer ("I don't know" doesn't cut it with him.) I'm hoping that one of you can help me out. I bet my PK (preacher's kid) friend, Cheri, will have a good answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adam:&lt;/em&gt; If God loves everybody, then does he love Satan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;One of Adam's hobbies is to think up great ways to torture his arch enemy, Satan. When he gets on a roll, it's pretty hysterical and I bet he has Satan shaking in his boots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;Seriously, if anybody has a good answer for Adam, please post it in the Comments. I think I fixed my blog so that anybody can comment now and you don't have to be a member of blogger. If you post as "Anonymous", be sure to sign your name, that is, if you want me to know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;Yesterday, I visited a blog website where a book was mentioned. I immediately went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.half.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;half.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;and bought it. It's called, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Letters-Skeptic-Wrestles-Questions-Christianity/dp/1564762440"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;Letters From a Skeptic: A Son Wrestles with His Father's Questions about Christianity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;" by Gregory A. Boyd. The reviews on Amazon are great and I can't wait to read it. I tend to be such a non-questioning (ignorant?) believer that sometimes when I am faced with a question about my beliefs, I feel very uncomfortable answering. I don't want to feel that way and I don't want to keep saying, "I don't know". I want to be able to bear witness about my Saviour in a more convincing fashion, perhaps even in a way that gets others excited about the possibility of learning more. Once I get a chance to read the book, I'll let you know what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another book I ordered, but have not yet received is, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cure-Common-Life-Living-Sweet/dp/0849900085"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663300;"&gt;Cure for the Common Life: Living in Your Sweet Spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" by Max Lucado. Typing that reminds me I need to do a post about the origins of the title of my blog, and no, it's not from this book, but the title of this book definitely caught my attention because of my family's own special meaning for the term "Sweet Spot". I promise to post more about that later, but for now, I need to go play with my monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7041119187550600936-8791328057957409906?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/8791328057957409906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=8791328057957409906&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8791328057957409906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/8791328057957409906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets-talk-about-god.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about God'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8Ryu47EApI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tE7X45AdFk0/s72-c/Kickin%27+it+on+Christmas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-7316981133518470116</id><published>2008-02-26T13:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T16:13:42.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Border Sauce NEWSFLASH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8Rpgo7EAjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VZBVC_iDn2c/s1600-h/IMG_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171374281590047282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8Rpgo7EAjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VZBVC_iDn2c/s200/IMG_0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I went to lunch at Taco Bell today, big surprise. The orange packets and witty sayings have been replaced. The marketing geniuses at TB decided we want to see &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt; packaging. And, instead of witty sayings that hardly ever fail to make me smile, there is now a cheesy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.directdaniella.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; on the packet that directs you to Taco Bell's latest contest...very lame indeed. This will, in no way, affect my minimum quota of 1x per week lunchtime visits, but it really diminishes the "coolness" factor of Taco Bell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-7316981133518470116?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/7316981133518470116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=7316981133518470116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7316981133518470116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/7316981133518470116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/02/hot-border-sauce-newsflash.html' title='Hot Border Sauce NEWSFLASH'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8Rpgo7EAjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VZBVC_iDn2c/s72-c/IMG_0503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-9031224351315481793</id><published>2008-02-25T13:21:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T07:42:48.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things (I mean foods)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8MbJY7EAiI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GkO-vfBvkmc/s1600-h/enchirito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171006645274411554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8MbJY7EAiI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GkO-vfBvkmc/s200/enchirito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This started out as a copycat post about my favorite things (thanks for the idea &lt;a href="http://www.mookarama.com/megan/"&gt;Megan&lt;/a&gt;), but since I'm hungry, as I so often am, it evolved into a post about my favorite foods instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enchirito"&gt;Enchiritos&lt;/a&gt; from Taco Bell. Taco Bell stopped making these a few years back and I wish somebody had video taped my reaction the first time I ordered one and was told they weren't serving them anymore. Sad, I know. It was truly a cause for celebration when they brought back the Enchirito, although the recipe is a little bit different now. By the way, you may have noticed, but probably not, that the olives are missing from the enchirito in this picture. A good enchirito has 3 slices of black olive on top and a really good enchirito has sour cream on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taco Bell's Hot Sauce (the kind in the orange packet, not the red one and not the yellow one). I have always loved Taco Bell's hot sauce. Now that the packets have witty sayings on them ("Make a Wish", "Can I Drive?", "Ketchup, Puh-lease!"), I love it even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so I pretty much love almost everything on the menu at Taco Bell. When I was a kid and my Mom would tell me we could go anywhere I wanted for my birthday dinner, I'm sure it was an endless source of frustration to her that I would choose Taco Bell. And, not that this has anything to do with Taco Bell, but one year I told her I wanted an orange cake with orange frosting (remember that Mom?). I wish I could post a picture of that cake. My Mom put orange slice candies on the top as decoration. Thanks for that rockin' cake Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just thought of another Taco Bell story. When I was a college student at NAU (Northern Arizona University), there was a Subway next door to the Taco Bell. Subway delivered to the dorm, and as you might have guessed, Taco Bell did not deliver. I called Subway and offered the guy an extra $5 if he would deliver Taco Bell to us in the dorm. I wish I could end this story by saying he agreed and my craving was satisfied, but apparently he didn't need the extra money. Any other rabid Taco Bell fanatics out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vlasic Kosher Dill Spear Pickles - One time my Dad mailed a jar of these pickles to me, from California to Arizona. Thanks Dad for the pickles and the memory that always makes me smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Pepper - I don't drink this anymore with my new healthy (a.k.a. miserable) lifestyle. Sometimes I really miss it. Yes, I have tried Diet Dr. Pepper. No, it does not satisfy my urges. I HATE diet soda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shrimp &amp;amp; chip platter at &lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/home/takeout/articles/0515takeout15-CR.html"&gt;Pete's Fish &amp;amp; Chips&lt;/a&gt;, strawberry limeades from Sonic, salsa at &lt;a href="http://www.freddieslacabana.com/"&gt;Freddy's La Cabana&lt;/a&gt;, Doritos, Flaming Hot Cheetos...AHH, I'm so hungry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is turning out to be a form of self-torture. I have to go eat now! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-9031224351315481793?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/9031224351315481793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=9031224351315481793&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9031224351315481793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/9031224351315481793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/02/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things-i.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things (I mean foods)'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8MbJY7EAiI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GkO-vfBvkmc/s72-c/enchirito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5678988181347529811</id><published>2008-02-24T12:13:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T15:24:58.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Max</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8G0Jo7EAhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/XdNgAIwTJho/s1600-h/IMG_0496%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170611924895007250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8G0Jo7EAhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/XdNgAIwTJho/s320/IMG_0496%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is one of my furry friends, Max. He is a 1.5 year old Cocker Spaniel/Cavalier King Charles Spaniel mix. Can you believe that the actual term for this mix is &lt;a href="http://www.dogbreedinfo.com/cockalier.htm"&gt;Cockalier&lt;/a&gt; - is that a crack-up or what?!! Max came to live with us after an unfortunate incident with a rescue dog which, if I relayed the story in its entirety, would convince you that I am not 100% "on" my rocker. Most people question my sanity when they find out that we have 3 dogs and 1 cat. My story about Sammy, the rescue dog, usually convinces them of what they already suspected. Yes, I am completely nuts and no, I don't recommend this lifestyle for the fainthearted, compulsively clean or even most sane people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I am a big animal lover. Willie indulges me in this passion, despite the fact that it requires him to drag the steam cleaner out way more often than he would like. I'm still working on a post about my super cool youngest son, Adam, and it might seem off-balance to post about my dog before I post about my son, but hey, I'm following my creative energies here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is truly a boy's best friend. He is snuggly, soft, loveable, entertaining, and full of personality. Just one of the many funny things Max does is steal water bottles (full, half-full or empty) and chew them up. We have to be careful to not leave our water bottles out on the coffee table or Max will claim them. This morning, he discovered a whole flat of small water bottles in our laundry room and every time I turned around, he was trotting around with one in his mouth.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aimeesignature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m296/shaunacallaghan/aimeesignature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5678988181347529811?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5678988181347529811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5678988181347529811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5678988181347529811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5678988181347529811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/02/max.html' title='Max'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_5iD1zP9aE/R8G0Jo7EAhI/AAAAAAAAAOY/XdNgAIwTJho/s72-c/IMG_0496%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041119187550600936.post-5269995247891387830</id><published>2008-02-20T14:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:22:21.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who does Adam look like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter" href="http://www.myheritage.com/meter" target="_blank" alt="Click to get your own Look-alike Meter"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 463px" height="470" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/J/storage/site1/files/73/90/02/739002_943470b3b8cb74j09irk32.JPG" width="435" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041119187550600936-5269995247891387830?l=whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/feeds/5269995247891387830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7041119187550600936&amp;postID=5269995247891387830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5269995247891387830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041119187550600936/posts/default/5269995247891387830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenmonkeysflyinkc.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-does-adam-look-like_20.html' title='Who does Adam look like?'/><author><name>kcaimee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17519279007413142664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boMFrgV6YeA/TgtgICcPnsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JcrmWskjMcA/s220/Aimee%2Band%2Bboys%2B6.11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
