<?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-2815880871686298600</id><updated>2012-01-29T21:47:00.216-07:00</updated><category term='Flowers'/><category term='Fire'/><category term='flower explosion'/><category term='Cleaning messes'/><category term='Games'/><category term='Spilt Milk'/><category term='Fireplace'/><category term='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Resolutions'/><title type='text'>Life in the Karibbean</title><subtitle type='html'>It's not all silver and gold, mates.  There be plunderin' aplenty!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-5344427844639638399</id><published>2012-01-17T21:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:47:42.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flowers'/><title type='text'>The Whole Bloomin Thing!</title><content type='html'>Here is my very first corsage I have ever made! I am very proud of it. I am now the Floral Manager for Harmons at Station Park in Farmington, UT, and therefore will be making a lot more corsages and boutenierres&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QBxJDGbY8c/TxZOCdR9EnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/iJqAACA4tsg/s1600/My%2Bfirst%2Bcorsage%2BI%2Bmade%2BDec%2B2011.bmp"&gt;!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698828182610580082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QBxJDGbY8c/TxZOCdR9EnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/iJqAACA4tsg/s400/My%2Bfirst%2Bcorsage%2BI%2Bmade%2BDec%2B2011.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are a lot of Sweetheart dances coming up for February, plus Valentines Day, so come in and see me! :) &lt;br /&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/2815880871686298600-5344427844639638399?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5344427844639638399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=5344427844639638399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5344427844639638399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5344427844639638399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2012/01/whole-bloomin-thing.html' title='The Whole Bloomin Thing!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--QBxJDGbY8c/TxZOCdR9EnI/AAAAAAAAAO4/iJqAACA4tsg/s72-c/My%2Bfirst%2Bcorsage%2BI%2Bmade%2BDec%2B2011.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-6691079475460926569</id><published>2011-06-03T22:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T22:30:57.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>It's finally official!!!! Samuel and Amanda are united for time and all eternity!!!! WHEW!! What&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_2Xewy1_Fc/Temz0SpMCTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/uMRianyxU5c/s1600/Sam%2Band%2BAmanda%2Bwedding%2BMay%2B7%2B2011%2Bpic%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614216121433196850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_2Xewy1_Fc/Temz0SpMCTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/uMRianyxU5c/s400/Sam%2Band%2BAmanda%2Bwedding%2BMay%2B7%2B2011%2Bpic%2B11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a ride. The day was beautiful, even though we had been having rain like crazy! But for this day, it was lovely blue skies and sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rrPYvJCnqYw/Temz0K46WMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/3rPlt6S02Hk/s1600/Sam%2Band%2BAmanda%2Bwedding%2BMay%2B7%2B2011%2Bpic%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614216119351662786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rrPYvJCnqYw/Temz0K46WMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/3rPlt6S02Hk/s400/Sam%2Band%2BAmanda%2Bwedding%2BMay%2B7%2B2011%2Bpic%2B7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is priceless to me. Tifani loves her Sam. It's been hard for her as Jake is gone too and now Sam is "gone". But she has found since the wedding that Sam is not totally gone and she can see him whenever she likes. It has helped her anxiety. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XqVmZ3fA0QI/Temz0DI4GyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rkqpdzu9ZUU/s1600/Sam%2Band%2BAmanda%2Bwedding%2BMay%2B7%2B2011%2Bpic%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614216117271141154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XqVmZ3fA0QI/Temz0DI4GyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rkqpdzu9ZUU/s400/Sam%2Band%2BAmanda%2Bwedding%2BMay%2B7%2B2011%2Bpic%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The after wedding car!! Yes, it was done right. All the groomsmen and bridesmaids did a good job! Marshmellows, plastic wrap, and milkyway candy bars! Oh, and a little bit of writing with window markers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4erMw-9W-Q/Temzzy0SWbI/AAAAAAAAANw/eW3RNPQjFxw/s1600/Sam%2Band%2BAmanda%2Bpic%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614216112889813426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4erMw-9W-Q/Temzzy0SWbI/AAAAAAAAANw/eW3RNPQjFxw/s400/Sam%2Band%2BAmanda%2Bpic%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of their engagement pictures. Quite the cute couple I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2815880871686298600-6691079475460926569?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6691079475460926569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=6691079475460926569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6691079475460926569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6691079475460926569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_2Xewy1_Fc/Temz0SpMCTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/uMRianyxU5c/s72-c/Sam%2Band%2BAmanda%2Bwedding%2BMay%2B7%2B2011%2Bpic%2B11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-1022520893026163032</id><published>2011-01-24T13:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T13:14:16.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's the Spirit!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TT3beAmDWRI/AAAAAAAAANg/rCBHQi-CNjw/s1600/Randy%2Band%2Bhis%2BSpirit%2BAward%2BJacket%2BJan%2B2010.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565846023101962514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TT3beAmDWRI/AAAAAAAAANg/rCBHQi-CNjw/s400/Randy%2Band%2Bhis%2BSpirit%2BAward%2BJacket%2BJan%2B2010.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a "competetion", so to speak, up on base for those people who put forth the extra effort. It's called "The Spirit Award". Those who receive it get this jacket. It's a "coveted" award that only a few receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Randy has been in this IT Help Desk position, it has been more of a "Hell Desk" position. He is the hardest worker, and I'm not joking, gets asked all the questions, even by his boss, helps anyone and everyone, and yet gets kicked and spat on all the time. I don't know how he puts up with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when he received this jacket/award, in front of the whole Help Desk, given to him by his bosses boss, it was a well deserved award. And I might add, a nice slap in the face to his boss! We are hoping this will help him as he applies for other locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is a nice tribute to my hard-working, awesome, amazing husband! Now, THAT'S the Spirit!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-1022520893026163032?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1022520893026163032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=1022520893026163032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1022520893026163032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1022520893026163032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2011/01/thats-spirit.html' title='That&apos;s the Spirit!!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TT3beAmDWRI/AAAAAAAAANg/rCBHQi-CNjw/s72-c/Randy%2Band%2Bhis%2BSpirit%2BAward%2BJacket%2BJan%2B2010.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-8700246094693424179</id><published>2010-12-12T16:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:26:36.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's FINALLY Official!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVYdN6eFvI/AAAAAAAAANU/VpjQ5xkcp40/s1600/Proposal%2B20%2BNov%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549939374778357490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVYdN6eFvI/AAAAAAAAANU/VpjQ5xkcp40/s400/Proposal%2B20%2BNov%2B10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We can NOW let everyone know.  They've been "engaged" for a couple of months, but, with the ring on her finger, it's official!!!  Sam and Amanda are getting married!!!!  May 7th. &lt;br /&gt;It was cute because Samuel wanted to ask her in a cute way to make it official.  So, being the 7th Harry Potter movie was just out, we went to the theater early and made arrangements with the Manager to have the proposal before the movie started. &lt;br /&gt;It turned out really cute!  And, it took her totally by surprise!  Her parents were there too, so they were surprised also.  Fun times!!!  I tried to take a video, but it was too dark in the theater.  So all I have is sound.  Good to have the sound, but I sure wish it would have picked up the picture as well...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, she's a cutie patootie! So we'll keep her. Oh....and Sam too.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-8700246094693424179?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8700246094693424179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=8700246094693424179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/8700246094693424179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/8700246094693424179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-finally-official.html' title='It&apos;s FINALLY Official!!!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVYdN6eFvI/AAAAAAAAANU/VpjQ5xkcp40/s72-c/Proposal%2B20%2BNov%2B10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-2890920865761896251</id><published>2010-12-12T16:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:27:31.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Jumping!</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I don't have any pictures from Thanksgiving. We went to Amanda's parent's house. Had a wonderful time! Good food, good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Gingerbread Houses 2010&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. Our Christmas tradition of Gingerbread houses continues. This is a fun, family thing, except this year, only Tifani and I did them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVUelJKaI/AAAAAAAAANM/xmdldwJ5-CU/s1600/Gingerbread%2Bhouse%2Bmade%2Bby%2BTif%2BDec%2B4%2B2010.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549935926098602402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVUelJKaI/AAAAAAAAANM/xmdldwJ5-CU/s400/Gingerbread%2Bhouse%2Bmade%2Bby%2BTif%2BDec%2B4%2B2010.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Tifani's. Very cute and creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549935912984067074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVTtuZPAI/AAAAAAAAANE/1SjU-4Js3CA/s400/Gingerbread%2Bhouse%2Bmade%2Bby%2BTif%2BDec%2B4%2B2010%2Bpic%2B2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVTf_xeLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0ixlunND9gQ/s1600/Gingerbread%2Bhouse%2Bmade%2Bby%2Bme%2BDec%2B4%2B2010%2Bpic%2B2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549935909298862258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVTf_xeLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/0ixlunND9gQ/s400/Gingerbread%2Bhouse%2Bmade%2Bby%2Bme%2BDec%2B4%2B2010%2Bpic%2B2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the front and back of mine. Funny thing is, I couldn't take the picture fast enough before the candy started disappearing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVTGZ0SkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-l2Cw0raAAg/s1600/Christmas%2Bhouse%2BNov%2B27%2B2010.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549935902428777026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVTGZ0SkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-l2Cw0raAAg/s400/Christmas%2Bhouse%2BNov%2B27%2B2010.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tifani and I actually did two houses this year. These two were done at our friend Dawn's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVSkVWnJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/tFdRv8E6Hc4/s1600/Christmas%2Bhouse%2BNov%2B27%2B2010%2Bby%2BTif.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549935893283249298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVSkVWnJI/AAAAAAAAAMs/tFdRv8E6Hc4/s400/Christmas%2Bhouse%2BNov%2B27%2B2010%2Bby%2BTif.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is cute because Tifani said she wanted this one to look like an abandoned house. Not bad!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-2890920865761896251?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2890920865761896251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=2890920865761896251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/2890920865761896251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/2890920865761896251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/12/holiday-jumping.html' title='Holiday Jumping!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TQVVUelJKaI/AAAAAAAAANM/xmdldwJ5-CU/s72-c/Gingerbread%2Bhouse%2Bmade%2Bby%2BTif%2BDec%2B4%2B2010.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-3521852037965549974</id><published>2010-11-07T21:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:27:10.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5GMCTHHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7I9L_rzGN5A/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+more+pics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537027414092356722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5GMCTHHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7I9L_rzGN5A/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+more+pics+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes, this year we once again had our famous pumpkin carving time.  Samuel won with his rendition of the "sick pumpkin".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5F6TXTEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QaW0Z9Kg8eo/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537027409332096066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5F6TXTEI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QaW0Z9Kg8eo/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our Halloween Party once again.  It had been postponed, put off, and forgotten about for the past few years.  So this year I decided we would put another one together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5FvhP9HI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rXsisWrbcQk/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537027406437545074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5FvhP9HI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rXsisWrbcQk/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Just as we were making the arrangements, sending out invites, etc.., our heater decided to quit working!  So we cancelled the party, thinking the repairman wouldn't come until late, as that was what we were told.  It wasn't even half an hour after we called that the repairman was at our door!  But the cancellation was already done, so we didn't plan on anyone coming over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5EzqYAXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/36q_iy0yJt8/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537027390369694066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5EzqYAXI/AAAAAAAAAMM/36q_iy0yJt8/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It wasn't until after I talked to Jared that the party was once again on! Even if only a few could show up.  I am soooo happy we had it!  We haven't laughed that hard in years!!!!  The party was a success and I can't wait until the next one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5EpRKa7I/AAAAAAAAAME/GezeJNDymw0/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537027387579591602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5EpRKa7I/AAAAAAAAAME/GezeJNDymw0/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Even Sam and Amanda made a showing!  They didn't stay long, missed out on the fun, but it was good to see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4q2xX8eI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0jg4BSLvuWw/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537026944527757794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4q2xX8eI/AAAAAAAAAL8/0jg4BSLvuWw/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ricky was pretty scary in this mask.  It kept fogging up his glasses though!  That made it funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4qipsYYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/XZzjelAN_8g/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537026939126833538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4qipsYYI/AAAAAAAAAL0/XZzjelAN_8g/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tifani makes a cute mime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4qUIFJHI/AAAAAAAAALs/yMY_SCw1IPg/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537026935227753586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4qUIFJHI/AAAAAAAAALs/yMY_SCw1IPg/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And a "cute" zombie.  Her concert choir group did a rendition of "Thriller" by Michael Jackson.  It was really cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4qMDQasI/AAAAAAAAALk/z79EnzLbBgU/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537026933060037314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4qMDQasI/AAAAAAAAALk/z79EnzLbBgU/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;We love our pumpking carving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4pf1tGZI/AAAAAAAAALc/t0ST9_hGwLY/s1600/Halloween+Party+2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537026921192036754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd4pf1tGZI/AAAAAAAAALc/t0ST9_hGwLY/s400/Halloween+Party+2010+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This year I even had the inside of our house decorated!  Everyone thought it was awesome!!!  I think I might make this an annual event! &lt;/span&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;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-3521852037965549974?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3521852037965549974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=3521852037965549974&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3521852037965549974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3521852037965549974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TNd5GMCTHHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/7I9L_rzGN5A/s72-c/Halloween+Party+2010+more+pics+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-5483245649911844963</id><published>2010-08-19T21:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:04:12.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Egg Drop Soup Fo You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TG36ktcSsHI/AAAAAAAAALE/wc7yh4-zBV4/s1600/dragon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 274px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507333427924480114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TG36ktcSsHI/AAAAAAAAALE/wc7yh4-zBV4/s400/dragon.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we went to our favorite Chinese restaurant tonight, Dragon Hill. Just Randy and I. Our waitress and waiter were awesome! When we first sat down, our waitress gave us our menus, but we just left them there. WE knew what we wanted. When she came back over, she said, "You no wan menus?" We said, "No, we know what we want already." That started it all. She started joking with us, so of course, we gave it back. So when Randy wanted egg drop soup with his order, she said, "Oh....we no have egg drop soup. Weaw out." We laughed, said it was alright, and she left with our orders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She came back with the soup and gave both soups to me! It was funny! So I gave Randy his, and when she came back, she said, "Oh, you gave him soup?" I said, "Yes, I'm sharing mine." She laughed! Then when our main course came I asked her for some chopsticks. She said, "But you American!" I said, "Ya, but it tastes better with chopsticks!" She smiled and brought some back and said, "I like yoa answa, so here yoa go." It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our fortune cookies were interesting. Randy's says....You will make a change for the better within the year. (one can only hope!!!!!) Mine says....You will have a close encounter of a surprising kind. I'm kind of scared! I guess as long as Randy is close by, that will be a good enough "close encounter" for me! I mean, I like surprises, but.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TG39e8mLbSI/AAAAAAAAALM/8kNKVQH4Wrc/s1600/Tifs+sunset+picture+July+21+2010.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507336627448147234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TG39e8mLbSI/AAAAAAAAALM/8kNKVQH4Wrc/s400/Tifs+sunset+picture+July+21+2010.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So after rolling out of the restaurant, we are home, safe and sound, full to the max, fat and happy, ready for bed.  Life is good tonight. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tribute to my dad......he died 25 years ago today.  You are missed beyond words dad.  I miss your smile, your words of wisdom, your humor, your hugs.... everything!  I would give everything I own just to have you back again, just to touch you once again.    Love you daddy!!!!&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/2815880871686298600-5483245649911844963?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5483245649911844963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=5483245649911844963&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5483245649911844963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5483245649911844963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-egg-drop-soup-fo-you.html' title='No Egg Drop Soup Fo You!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/TG36ktcSsHI/AAAAAAAAALE/wc7yh4-zBV4/s72-c/dragon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-6034612173407378294</id><published>2010-08-03T00:17:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:33:32.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Anyone Know Where the Love of God Goes....</title><content type='html'>This entry is not a happy one. It is one of questions without answers, the whys and the why nots!, the do I exist or don't I, and the what the hell am I doing here and why can't I have a bit of heaven here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the military life. I really do. I understood it, I relished it! It gave me meaning! Maybe because the military life is more regimented. Maybe because in the military things are black and white, there is no, "Well.....maybe....." We met a neighbor from the "Layton side" tonight who's wife is from a military family. Her brother was just being deployed. Hard day and yet such a proud day! As he was talking to us, there was no judgement because we were from one area or another. There was actually a camaraderie! It was good to meet him! Deployments and TDY's are hard. They will either make you or break you as a spouse/family. For Randy and I, it made us who we are today! And I HATE that we are here at "home" amongst those who live daily in the gray area! It has started to seep into my family over the too many years of living here, and I don't know how to stop it! It is showing up in sneaky ways, such as, saying one thing and doing another, making excuses instead of standing up and changing, whining and pouting when it's not done a certain way, but when the way is approved, there is much cheering and jubilation! None of this happened before. It's wearing me down.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we given talents and abilities if not to use them to better our existence? I feel my abilities are a waste. I am like a vegetable, just existing day to day. I do not know why I get certain feelings only to have them dashed against some hidden rocks! It's like some way of taunting me. I know I am not where I am supposed to be, I just don't know how to GET where I'm supposed to be! There's no way to get there from here! And NO ONE will HELP me! I'm tired of embarrassing myself explaining why we need help, then being laughed at behind my back and still not receiving the help needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have prayed for understanding and all I receive as my answer is that there is a peaceful feeling in my heart. And yet, things don't change! This peace in my heart is like a lie when all I live with day in and day out is everything BUT peace! It is very frustrating and I have begun to doubt my very reason for wanting peace. Maybe I need to be more &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;GRAY&lt;/span&gt;. That seems to be the way of this world. I am so ready to leave this frail existence! If this is joy, as we are meant to live in, I don't want any more of it! If this is joy, I have had my fill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-6034612173407378294?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6034612173407378294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=6034612173407378294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6034612173407378294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6034612173407378294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/08/does-anyone-know-where-love-of-god-goes.html' title='Does Anyone Know Where the Love of God Goes....'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-5186831621297794406</id><published>2010-05-26T14:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:12:04.865-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flower explosion'/><title type='text'>Iris Explosion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S_2Dvl5CzqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sHR4z6tBnMM/s1600/Bleeding+Heart+May+2010.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475677575600852642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S_2Dvl5CzqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sHR4z6tBnMM/s400/Bleeding+Heart+May+2010.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know this isn't an iris, but it IS my huge bleeding heart! NO, not literally! But this is the HUGEST (it's a word I'm sure) bleeding heart I've ever seen, and it's mine! It must like this location. The colors aren't very vibrant in this picture, but it's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the iris'!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S_2DvPZNcnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TIxke4u9Sh0/s1600/Iris+explosion+2+May+2010.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475677569561752178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S_2DvPZNcnI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TIxke4u9Sh0/s400/Iris+explosion+2+May+2010.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen iris' this tall or this big before! They have exploded in my back yard! They are the most beautiful I've ever seen! I'm just happy they'll be here for Memorial Day so I can take some to my dad. He always loved iris'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-5186831621297794406?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5186831621297794406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=5186831621297794406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5186831621297794406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5186831621297794406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/05/iris-explosion.html' title='Iris Explosion!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S_2Dvl5CzqI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sHR4z6tBnMM/s72-c/Bleeding+Heart+May+2010.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-2955363199086887543</id><published>2010-04-20T12:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:47:56.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IT"S HERE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S831idnpaoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jytpWzGDd8M/s1600/Jakes+mission+call.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462291895485557378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S831idnpaoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jytpWzGDd8M/s400/Jakes+mission+call.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake has been called to the Washington, Kennewick mission for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see by his face, he is VERY excited! And as his mom, I am relieved he is going somewhere safe. Meaning, safe from the extreme violence that is going on in other countries. I am also happy that he is going somewhere I lived before! Ok, so I lived on the Seattle side, but it's still in Washington... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now comes the preparation of suits, ties, shoes, etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny because Sam and Jake are deciding what movies they &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to see and other things that &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; to happen before Jake leaves. Go for it boys! Who knows what changes will happen while Jake is on his mission! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're taking it one day at a time, and lovin' every minute of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-2955363199086887543?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2955363199086887543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=2955363199086887543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/2955363199086887543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/2955363199086887543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-here.html' title='IT&quot;S HERE!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S831idnpaoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jytpWzGDd8M/s72-c/Jakes+mission+call.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-1909695377600290988</id><published>2010-03-26T17:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T17:18:16.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Mighty Buddha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S60_qD7mTzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k-3m7ViaRP8/s1600/dragon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453084715657875250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S60_qD7mTzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k-3m7ViaRP8/s400/dragon.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the Chinese restaurant we went last night. I love going there just to get the fortune cookies! Here's the latest in our fortunes for the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S60_M4VIe8I/AAAAAAAAAKc/AWX6kPfnRJo/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453084214327540674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S60_M4VIe8I/AAAAAAAAAKc/AWX6kPfnRJo/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randy - You shouldn't overspend at the moment. Frugality is important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kari - You will enjoy doing something different this coming weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam - You will be reunited with old friends before the month is out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake - Soon, you will receive pleasant news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tifani - The project you have in mind will soon gain momentum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tifani said of hers, "What is momentum?" It was hard for me not to answer, "Something I don't have!" But I explained the truth of it to her.&lt;br /&gt;Good food, good company, good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-1909695377600290988?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1909695377600290988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=1909695377600290988&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1909695377600290988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1909695377600290988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-mighty-buddha.html' title='Oh Mighty Buddha!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S60_qD7mTzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/k-3m7ViaRP8/s72-c/dragon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-4163963280309338600</id><published>2010-03-15T09:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T09:31:19.018-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S55MrbcExrI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9pF0p2MZ8jE/s1600-h/main_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448876908148475570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S55MrbcExrI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9pF0p2MZ8jE/s400/main_pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I don't know these people. But I was thinking about St. Patrick's Day and wanted a picture, so I went looking online. When I saw this one, I knew it was "the one". I mean, what's more Irish than guys wearing green plastic hats, green Marti Gras necklaces and drinking dark green beer? And look at those happy girl's with them! Green sprigs of something in their hair. You can't tell me those are fake smiles! (Don't look at the camera! oops...too late) And they are just too excited to drink those green drinks! That's why not one of them have lip marks on their glasses! Yes, this is a true scene depicting St. Patrick's Day! And what's with the green balls in the background? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S55Ps333NeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/T1189RXrit8/s1600-h/ireland.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh....now this is more like it. Irel&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S55Qlr2Yd6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/DZWzfZaxaLo/s1600-h/Glencolmcille3_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 382px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448881207521081250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S55Qlr2Yd6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/DZWzfZaxaLo/s400/Glencolmcille3_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and is a beautiful country! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S55SL19yOSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-jXnCpLutDo/s1600-h/blarney+stone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 265px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448882962583140642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S55SL19yOSI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-jXnCpLutDo/s400/blarney+stone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     I understand about the parties and festivities, and I like those too, but I like the real more than the fake.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Happy St. Patrick's Day and enjoy a bit o' the luck o' the Irish!  And kiss the Blarney Stone while you're at it! &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/2815880871686298600-4163963280309338600?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4163963280309338600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=4163963280309338600&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4163963280309338600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4163963280309338600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-i-dont-know-these-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S55MrbcExrI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9pF0p2MZ8jE/s72-c/main_pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-4248414962843343865</id><published>2010-02-16T17:16:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T17:44:45.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fireplace'/><title type='text'>Fire!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3s22xEQs8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/3PnigOMH-Yg/s1600-h/02-16-10_oven.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439001289492050882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3s22xEQs8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/3PnigOMH-Yg/s400/02-16-10_oven.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my oven. Innocent looking isn't it? But looks are deceiving!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;This morning, I decided to clean my oven. It's a self-cleaning oven, which means, once you start the process, it takes an act of Congress to stop it! I had made two cheesecakes over the weekend and the butter used for the crusts decided to let loose and leak all over the bottom of my oven. So after that, everything I tried to bake came out with a.....shall we say.....smoked butter flavor. Not the best addition to ALL dishes. Now comes the fun part. I thought, "Ok, I'll start the cleaning process this morning so I can use my oven later today if I want to bake something."....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3s2UZlsSAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/O346OnJmVoY/s1600-h/02-16-10_oven+pic+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439000699074267138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3s2UZlsSAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/O346OnJmVoY/s400/02-16-10_oven+pic+2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I had a picture of what actually took place. You, as the reader, will just have to picture the scene. I decided to get online while the oven cleaned. As the oven reached it's highest temperature for cleaning, I noticed something flicker out of the corner of my eye. To my shock and great surprise, there were FLAMES in my oven!!! They were shooting about 3/4ths of the way up the oven!! I thought I had a fireplace for a minute! Then reality struck and I remembered, "I don't HAVE a fireplace!" I didn't quite know what to do, as I've never experienced that before, so as I was deciding what to do, the flames were gone! It lasted about 20 seconds, but that was 20 seconds that my life flashed before my eyes as I envisioned my oven exploding and how I was going to have to explain to our landlords that it really WAS the ovens fault! "Honest you guys, the oven changed it's mind because it wanted to be a fireplace!" The house was so full of smoke that my eyes stung! So I had to turn off the heater, open the windows and turn on the fans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, my oven is ok now. No explosions. No more fire. Everything is fine. And I think my heart has returned to its normal pace.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-4248414962843343865?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4248414962843343865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=4248414962843343865&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4248414962843343865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4248414962843343865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/fire.html' title='Fire!!!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3s22xEQs8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/3PnigOMH-Yg/s72-c/02-16-10_oven.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-3521495475969195820</id><published>2010-02-16T17:00:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:43:10.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Puzzled!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever notice when a puzzle is put up, it becomes the center of attention? So I&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_B-tXaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0XtPA_Aox2o/s1600-h/02-16-10_.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438995933912980898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_B-tXaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0XtPA_Aox2o/s400/02-16-10_.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; got this puzzle from one of Jake's friends. He doesn't care for puzzles, and he knew I love them, so I got it. I started putting it together, and low and behold, it's a hit! Everyone that comes into my house just HAS to stop and try to fit a piece or two in. But it doesn't stop there. Pretty soon, a chair gets pulled up to the table and the pressure is on! The exuberation when a piece fits is exciting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entertainment aspects of a puzzle are unmatched. It's always fun just to sit and watch those who put it together. AND, it's so hard to pull yourself away once you get started! Can you say addiction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_hjUywI/AAAAAAAAAIk/k8Qn-RiBH9w/s1600-h/02-16-10_pic+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438995942388058882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_hjUywI/AAAAAAAAAIk/k8Qn-RiBH9w/s400/02-16-10_pic+2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_hjUywI/AAAAAAAAAIk/k8Qn-RiBH9w/s1600-h/02-16-10_pic+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_hjUywI/AAAAAAAAAIk/k8Qn-RiBH9w/s1600-h/02-16-10_pic+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far Samuel has been at it for about an hour. He's completed quite a bit! In fact, I think I'll go join him now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4KlJVvEq1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/0qqfV4AZa-w/s1600-h/02-16-10+finished+puzzle.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441092879688969042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4KlJVvEq1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/0qqfV4AZa-w/s400/02-16-10+finished+puzzle.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And........drum roll please.........its complete!!!!  Except for two pieces that are missing........  Not a bad looking puzzle  though.  Very nostalgic.  Time for a new puzzle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_hjUywI/AAAAAAAAAIk/k8Qn-RiBH9w/s1600-h/02-16-10_pic+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_hjUywI/AAAAAAAAAIk/k8Qn-RiBH9w/s1600-h/02-16-10_pic+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_hjUywI/AAAAAAAAAIk/k8Qn-RiBH9w/s1600-h/02-16-10_pic+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_hjUywI/AAAAAAAAAIk/k8Qn-RiBH9w/s1600-h/02-16-10_pic+2.jpeg"&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/2815880871686298600-3521495475969195820?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3521495475969195820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=3521495475969195820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3521495475969195820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3521495475969195820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-puzzled.html' title='I&apos;m Puzzled!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3sx_B-tXaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0XtPA_Aox2o/s72-c/02-16-10_.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-6307785806134284774</id><published>2010-02-10T22:03:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:09:38.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's New and Improved!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3ORBvn-FJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qSozywQeUyg/s1600-h/fairygodmother.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436848634316330130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3ORBvn-FJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qSozywQeUyg/s400/fairygodmother.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it's true! As you can see, I have a new look to my blog! I have a Fairy Blogmother that knows her way around blogs better than I do and she found this for me and helped me put it on my blog to give me a better blog! Oh thank you, thank you dear Fairy Blogmother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now......how do I get indoor plumbing on this ship.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-6307785806134284774?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6307785806134284774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=6307785806134284774&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6307785806134284774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6307785806134284774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-new-and-improved.html' title='It&apos;s New and Improved!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S3ORBvn-FJI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qSozywQeUyg/s72-c/fairygodmother.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-4471948374632438554</id><published>2009-12-15T08:38:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T15:53:55.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Christmas Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415489667780452658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SyevKQzaITI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dxscnTUY8HE/s400/Arizona+Monument+Flag.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As you read it, ponder the fate of our troops that are doing our bidding in those far away places.&lt;br /&gt;"A Different Christmas Poem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,&lt;br /&gt;I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.&lt;br /&gt;My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,&lt;br /&gt;My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,&lt;br /&gt;Transforming the yard to a winter delight.&lt;br /&gt;The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,&lt;br /&gt;Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,&lt;br /&gt;Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.&lt;br /&gt;In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,&lt;br /&gt;So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,&lt;br /&gt;But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,&lt;br /&gt;Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,&lt;br /&gt;And I crept to the door just to see who was near.&lt;br /&gt;Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,&lt;br /&gt;A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,&lt;br /&gt;Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,&lt;br /&gt;"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!&lt;br /&gt;Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,&lt;br /&gt;You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SyevWU3zN-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/__R6whka7Jc/s1600-h/Eagle+and+flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415489875031046114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SyevWU3zN-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/__R6whka7Jc/s400/Eagle+and+flag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,&lt;br /&gt;Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..&lt;br /&gt;To the window that danced with a warm fire's light&lt;br /&gt;Then he sighed and he said "It's really all right,&lt;br /&gt;I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,&lt;br /&gt;That separates you from the darkest of times.&lt;br /&gt;No one had to ask or beg or implore me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"&lt;br /&gt;Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."&lt;br /&gt;My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',&lt;br /&gt;And now it is my turn and so, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not seen my own son in more than a while,&lt;br /&gt;But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.&lt;br /&gt;Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,&lt;br /&gt;The red, white, and blue... an American flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can live through the cold and the being alone,&lt;br /&gt;Away from my family, my house and my home.&lt;br /&gt;I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,&lt;br /&gt;I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can carry the weight of killing another,&lt;br /&gt;Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..&lt;br /&gt;Who stand at the front against any and all,&lt;br /&gt;To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,&lt;br /&gt;Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."&lt;br /&gt;"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,&lt;br /&gt;"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems all too little for all that you've done,&lt;br /&gt;For being away from your wife and your son."&lt;br /&gt;Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,&lt;br /&gt;"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,&lt;br /&gt;To stand your own watch, no matter how long.&lt;br /&gt;For when we come home, either standing or dead,&lt;br /&gt;To know you remember we fought and we bled.&lt;br /&gt;Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,&lt;br /&gt;That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our&lt;br /&gt;U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these&lt;br /&gt;festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people&lt;br /&gt;stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Real Integrity is doing the right thing, knowing that&lt;br /&gt;no body's going to know whether you did it or not." &lt;/p&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/2815880871686298600-4471948374632438554?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4471948374632438554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=4471948374632438554&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4471948374632438554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4471948374632438554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/different-christmas-poem.html' title='A Different Christmas Poem'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SyevKQzaITI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dxscnTUY8HE/s72-c/Arizona+Monument+Flag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-348537290308485569</id><published>2009-12-07T09:54:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:09:28.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting in the Christmas Spirit</title><content type='html'>Tifani and I were invited over to our friends house yesterday to do these miniature &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412539146885490018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrV8BZWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZhuzmMboRd4/s400/12-06-09_My+gingerbread+house+2.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s1600-h/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;gingerbread houses. What fun this was! It really helped me get into the Christmas Spirit. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s1600-h/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dawn called, she asked if Tifani and I would like to come over and do gingerbread houses and Tifani about jumped through the phone! "Oh heck ya!", Tif said as she jumped out of the love sac! Needless to say we had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one with all the Mickey heads on the top is mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s1600-h/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s1600-h/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&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;div&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;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s1600-h/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412539150023829234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s400/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s1600-h/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s1600-h/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one is Tifani's. She REALLY went all out! There's a full size skating rink behind the house with a whole line of gingerbread men skating around. The detail she put into hers is really cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I need to get more candy and put our big one together that we normally do &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s1600-h/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;every year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome Christmas!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrhoQpvI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Yz1yITaxMMY/s1600-h/12-06-09_Tifs+gingerbread+house.jpeg"&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/2815880871686298600-348537290308485569?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/348537290308485569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=348537290308485569&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/348537290308485569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/348537290308485569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-in-christmas-spirit.html' title='Getting in the Christmas Spirit'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sx0zrV8BZWI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ZhuzmMboRd4/s72-c/12-06-09_My+gingerbread+house+2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-6647536807367598892</id><published>2009-11-03T10:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T11:07:07.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Here We Come....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needed this! Unfortunately our car broke down, so we are using a rental while the car is in the condo's garage waiting to decide where I need to try and take it or have it towed. Not fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SvBwwMXC2rI/AAAAAAAAAGw/e6eoTkEQQlw/s1600-h/11-02-09_The+Castle+lit+up.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399939926471137970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SvBwwMXC2rI/AAAAAAAAAGw/e6eoTkEQQlw/s400/11-02-09_The+Castle+lit+up.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Disneyland is worth it! I love it there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SvBvjuGm_PI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-8nygZ88nRs/s1600-h/Disneyland+Vacation+November+2+2009+pic+43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399938612679081202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SvBvjuGm_PI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-8nygZ88nRs/s400/Disneyland+Vacation+November+2+2009+pic+43.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Haunted Mansion is really awesome right now!!! It's all about Jack Skelington and Nightmare Before Christmas!! Very cool!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SvBvj0lnRPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uvf7L-1Es44/s1600-h/Disneyland+Vacation+November+2+2009+pic+66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399938614419735794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SvBvj0lnRPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uvf7L-1Es44/s400/Disneyland+Vacation+November+2+2009+pic+66.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it right at the end of the Halloween spectacle, so there are still some things up regarding Halloween, like this Mickey (my hero!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Disneyland we go again!  So, there's more to come.......&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;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-6647536807367598892?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6647536807367598892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=6647536807367598892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6647536807367598892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6647536807367598892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/california-here-we-come.html' title='California Here We Come....'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SvBwwMXC2rI/AAAAAAAAAGw/e6eoTkEQQlw/s72-c/11-02-09_The+Castle+lit+up.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-378740271329474603</id><published>2009-10-28T09:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:56:31.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Those Summer Days....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SuhpgmLofeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xhjKtHdEPh8/s1600-h/10-23-09_here+comes+the+sun.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397680162129608162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SuhpgmLofeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xhjKtHdEPh8/s400/10-23-09_here+comes+the+sun.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where has Summer gone? To the archives of my memories. There to stay until once again the melting snow nourishes the earth beneath and the flowers and grass begin to grow. &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/2815880871686298600-378740271329474603?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/378740271329474603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=378740271329474603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/378740271329474603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/378740271329474603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-those-summer-days.html' title='Oh Those Summer Days....'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SuhpgmLofeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xhjKtHdEPh8/s72-c/10-23-09_here+comes+the+sun.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-5723773539437698699</id><published>2009-08-28T13:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:21:41.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble Begins with T and Rhymes with P....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Have you ever wondered why things happen the way they do? How you try to do something good and it turns bad? Even though the original problem wasn't even your fault but the perpetrator turns the tables and makes you the bad guy? I have come to the conclusion that I am "the bad guy" and nothing is going to change that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess this means a wardrobe change! Can you say shopping trip?!!! I'll have to start wearing black and a mask and when I'm not totally in bad guy mode, I can wear a disguise! This means Halloween every day for me! WOOHOO! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SpgtXpeKM5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/i4QhMy3IpWo/s1600-h/27-06-09+Tia+Dalma.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375096039559279506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SpgtXpeKM5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/i4QhMy3IpWo/s400/27-06-09+Tia+Dalma.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this look totally works  for me!  Tan, always on the road, or sea depending on how you look at it, comfortable clothing.  Ya...I like it!&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;/div&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;div&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;/div&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;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And maybe I'll follow the next rainbow and see if there's a pot of gold at the end!  That should do the trick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-5723773539437698699?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5723773539437698699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=5723773539437698699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5723773539437698699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5723773539437698699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/trouble-begins-with-t-and-rhymes-with-p.html' title='Trouble Begins with T and Rhymes with P....'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SpgtXpeKM5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/i4QhMy3IpWo/s72-c/27-06-09+Tia+Dalma.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-1855628979613048744</id><published>2009-08-11T13:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:53:24.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone know the time?</title><content type='html'>Does anybody really know what time it is? Does anybody really care? Hmmm...reminds me of a song! So Samuel is home safe and sound. Life has resumed and time has once again escaped me!   Tifani has started Jr. High!  Jake is preparing for his mission!  I'm still a newlywed, right?  Life has a funny way of going on without me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-1855628979613048744?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1855628979613048744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=1855628979613048744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1855628979613048744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1855628979613048744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/anyone-know-time.html' title='Anyone know the time?'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-1615314391306016274</id><published>2009-06-19T16:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:07:10.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGosh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SjwZDUDN6eI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ruibwZ8rTRs/s1600-h/Sam+pic+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349178002121812450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SjwZDUDN6eI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ruibwZ8rTRs/s400/Sam+pic+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, we're within the 30 day mark! &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;27 days until Samuel comes home!!! WOW!!! Where has the time gone! The scary part is, his room isn't even part way finished yet! Poor kid. He'll have to sleep on a cot in the garage I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the big thing to do in his particular mission is tie collecting!  He has a whole bag full he says, about 80 to be exact!  CRAZY!  So I thought about making a quilt out of them when he gets home, if he'll let me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say we are excited and looking forward to him coming home.  I don't know who's more trunky, Sam or us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-1615314391306016274?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1615314391306016274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=1615314391306016274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1615314391306016274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1615314391306016274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/omgosh.html' title='OMGosh!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SjwZDUDN6eI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ruibwZ8rTRs/s72-c/Sam+pic+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-4505405623431347546</id><published>2009-06-08T17:32:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:01:28.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Then and Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Si2gbP0E88I/AAAAAAAAAFY/hd2S7rpcz_Y/s1600-h/Family+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FIRST DAY AS A SENIOR!!! I RULE THE SCHOOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Si2ga_OH7NI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/cuHADjV9lV0/s1600-h/Family+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345104712233330418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Si2gaovvJvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X3GkL9bHTuo/s320/Jake+first+day+as+a+Senior!.bmp" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Si2ivsGzjmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/N9pR9VezKX4/s1600-h/Family+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345107272935902818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Si2ivsGzjmI/AAAAAAAAAFg/N9pR9VezKX4/s400/Family+042.jpg" /&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GRADUATED!!! (by the skin of my teeth) I'M READY TO TAKE ON THE WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Si2l-2FRVII/AAAAAAAAAF4/2DG-Zdp-r28/s1600-h/Family+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345110831846741122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Si2l-2FRVII/AAAAAAAAAF4/2DG-Zdp-r28/s400/Family+048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES!!! Graduation is complete and Jake is happy! So are we!!! We are very proud of you Jake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2815880871686298600-4505405623431347546?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4505405623431347546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=4505405623431347546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4505405623431347546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4505405623431347546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/then-and-now.html' title='Then and Now'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Si2gaovvJvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X3GkL9bHTuo/s72-c/Jake+first+day+as+a+Senior!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-7628318305951243993</id><published>2009-05-28T11:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:08:25.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sh7SmDG9wRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/LtgyOO4qkGg/s1600-h/Black+Swan++July+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sh7SUIx8hyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FOK3x2kWwnA/s1600-h/Vietnam+Vet+Moving+Wall+May+09+pic+6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340937451504174882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sh7SUIx8hyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FOK3x2kWwnA/s320/Vietnam+Vet+Moving+Wall+May+09+pic+6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sh7Q34IbLRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-g6nv9Px5S4/s1600-h/Vietnam+Vet+Moving+Wall+May+09+pic+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340935866487090450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sh7Q34IbLRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-g6nv9Px5S4/s320/Vietnam+Vet+Moving+Wall+May+09+pic+5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful Memorial Day this year. We took some flowers up to my Dad's grave and noticed that the Vietnam Veteran's Moving Wall was at the cemetary also. So we went and took a look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very nice. Many people were looking for family names. Some were just contemplating, remembering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there was the crowd of about 8 to 10 people that thought they were at a church social or something. They were laughing, talking loud, and not being respectful of their surroundings. It was maddening! But for the most part, the trip was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to Layton park and fed the ducks, geese, swans, rats... ya.... well none of them were hungry, but we had a nice time at the park anyways.  So I guess it's official.....LET SUMMER BEGIN!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-7628318305951243993?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7628318305951243993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=7628318305951243993&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/7628318305951243993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/7628318305951243993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day...'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/Sh7SUIx8hyI/AAAAAAAAAE4/FOK3x2kWwnA/s72-c/Vietnam+Vet+Moving+Wall+May+09+pic+6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-6965979052471932324</id><published>2009-04-24T14:02:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:46:28.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Down, One To Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SfIkwlTCylI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZU_erjwwJZA/s1600-h/Eagle+pic+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328361726197025362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SfIkwlTCylI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZU_erjwwJZA/s320/Eagle+pic+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake is officially an Eagle! The Eagle Court of Honor was Tuesday night. It was a really great night! Alot of people turned out, we had great food, and Jake was smiling ear to ear! He should be smiling! It's a great accomplishment! Of course, my mouth wasn't exactly straight either, nor was Randy's. We are very proud of Jake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328352500889295314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SfIcXmWSGdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SLpy_sv7nUI/s320/More+Pictures+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SfIdZ3eL-TI/AAAAAAAAADY/eOUbKwmerzo/s1600-h/More+Pictures+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328353639357217074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SfIdZ3eL-TI/AAAAAAAAADY/eOUbKwmerzo/s320/More+Pictures+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see, Jake and his friend Ben really enjoyed the food! Good times!! And Mom and Dad are pretty proud of their Eagle!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SfIe0QYqH1I/AAAAAAAAADg/3t1h7OazpgE/s1600-h/More+Pictures+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328355192233140050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SfIe0QYqH1I/AAAAAAAAADg/3t1h7OazpgE/s320/More+Pictures+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The program was short, sweet and to the point. We had some leaders from Jake's past, who helped him through the Scouting ranks, take part in the program. It was a fun evening. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next......Graduation! If I survive the next 4 months....................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-6965979052471932324?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6965979052471932324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=6965979052471932324&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6965979052471932324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6965979052471932324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/two-down-one-to-go.html' title='Two Down, One To Go!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SfIkwlTCylI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZU_erjwwJZA/s72-c/Eagle+pic+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-2992115999117108422</id><published>2009-04-15T10:15:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T12:22:36.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Snow!</title><content type='html'>As I sit here contemplating my next blog subject, the weather outside is bleak. SNOW! And it's past Easter! But in the background I have hope. I am listening to my favorite Hawaiian, IZ. I thought by playing this CD it might change the weather to be more Hawaii like!! (picture palm trees, sunshine, ocean waves lapping at the beach..... ya......now that's more like it......) It's not working to change the weather here. :( Oh well....Ok, movin' on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, so at the end of this month I have signed up for a huge yard sale to take place down in Salt Lake. I have alot of stuff that I want to get rid of, but don't want to give to DI just yet. So on the radio station I listen to, they are planning this huge yard sale that will bring in about 4,000 people. I'm looking forward to seeing if it will work to sell off as much stuff as I can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preparation for this yard sale began about two weeks ago. I was so excited! So I started grabbing anything I could find. I have quite a nice stash of stuff out in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324957228738571154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SeYMYv8ca5I/AAAAAAAAACw/Kd7qgYAAaCo/s320/yard+sale+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324957224628841394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SeYMYgom67I/AAAAAAAAACo/awaelhNPISo/s320/yard+sale+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324957225553208674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SeYMYkE_pWI/AAAAAAAAACg/BbATMmBa4OI/s320/yard+sale+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, I will be glad to have the garage back. It's alot of stuff! I keep adding to it too! I'm just thinking positive. In case we move, don't want to tote all this stuff around! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SeYNgcmMcTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yBGhFB2buEw/s1600-h/Jake+in+scout+uniform.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324958460495556914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SeYNgcmMcTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yBGhFB2buEw/s320/Jake+in+scout+uniform.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now we are preparing for Jake to receive his Eagle. His Court of Honor is scheduled for next Tuesday. We are so proud of him! It's been an uphill struggle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This picture isn't of his Eagle uniform. It is a picture of him a few months ago though. We need to update his uniform, but at least you can see he is a scout! He earned the Baden-Powell award in this picture. So, he's done well! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next comes High School graduation! YES! I'M sick of school. I can't WAIT for graduation!!! The next four months are crazy! Prom, Eagle Court of Honor, High School Graduation, Samuel comes home from his mission, and Tifani goes in to Young Women's! I'm tired already!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SeYO6RIPfsI/AAAAAAAAADA/UvLSQyl4W5o/s1600-h/Tif+Apr+11+2009.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324960003605364418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SeYO6RIPfsI/AAAAAAAAADA/UvLSQyl4W5o/s320/Tif+Apr+11+2009.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, this is my Tifani. Quite the young lady already! She's very excited to be "graduating" from 6th grade. I'm not! That means my kids are growing up!! Actually, I am excited. I have always found it fun to watch them grow to the next level of their lives. My youngest is no exception. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a side note. The Hawaii music is working! It's back to just rain with a FEW snow flakes here and there. I think I'll push repeat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-2992115999117108422?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2992115999117108422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=2992115999117108422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/2992115999117108422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/2992115999117108422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-snow.html' title='Easter Snow!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SeYMYv8ca5I/AAAAAAAAACw/Kd7qgYAAaCo/s72-c/yard+sale+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-5631321586722424511</id><published>2009-03-05T09:49:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:22:16.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time For a Change!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SbmKe8Eyu6I/AAAAAAAAACY/OMl3T1wCdL8/s1600-h/Tif%27s+Birthday+party+2008+pic+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SbmKEe-7sWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9050aWST4OU/s1600-h/Winter+2008+to+2009.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312429045101343074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SbmKEe-7sWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9050aWST4OU/s320/Winter+2008+to+2009.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever feel that you are in the wrong place and yet part of you feels it's the right place in certain ways? Confusing isn't it. Well I've come up with 5 ways you can tell if you are in the wrong place and 5 ways you can tell if you are in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;WRONG PLACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1. You wake up, look in the mirror, and find you are doing to exact same thing you did yesterday. The only thing that has changed is the weather! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2. Your desire to leave is FAR greater than your desire to stay and you are willing to try anything to move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;3. You are stuck! Nothing you try works to improve your situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;4. You dread knowing that tomorrow is another day in the same place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5. You are tired of fighting it and ready to scream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;RIGHT PLACE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1. You wake up, look in the mirror, and remember you have your family counting on you and you love them so much you will do anything for them! Even stay in the same place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. Your kids have good friends in the area! And you have good friends, even if some are far away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3. You just keep smiling because you know "The Show Must Go On"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4. Um....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5. See #3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;These are what work for me. Not saying this is everyone's impressions, but this is my life at the moment. Exciting, no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S.  If you know me you know I hate the snow!&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/2815880871686298600-5631321586722424511?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5631321586722424511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=5631321586722424511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5631321586722424511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/5631321586722424511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-for-change.html' title='Time For a Change!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SbmKEe-7sWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9050aWST4OU/s72-c/Winter+2008+to+2009.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-327512425528717795</id><published>2009-03-05T09:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:41:27.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay it Forward!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so here's another fun thing. It's called "Pay it Forward". Each person that responds to this is supposed to do their own Pay it Forward blog. The first three people to blog a response will receive something from me.  Considering I only have maybe three people that respond, it should be pretty easy.  So, here goes! Who will the lucky ones be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-327512425528717795?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/327512425528717795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=327512425528717795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/327512425528717795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/327512425528717795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it Forward!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-7140941758255089444</id><published>2009-02-25T09:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:17:22.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sympathy Pain</title><content type='html'>I couldn't handle Krista having all the fun! My left arm, luckily, has been hurting for about a month or more. So I went to the Dr. and found out that I have badly pulled or torn my lateral tri-cep! I have had to wear a sling now for the past two weeks and I have to wear it for another week then go back in so he can check it. If it's not improved, then possible surgery! Fun! So I have been being obedient, as hard as that is for me, and I've been wearing that stupid sling every day, until today. I need to put it on, but my arm is feeling better, so I thought I would try without it for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went the whole weekend without my sling and guess what!  Yep, back in the sling on Monday.  Pain!  That's what I get for not being obedient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-7140941758255089444?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7140941758255089444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=7140941758255089444&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/7140941758255089444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/7140941758255089444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/02/sympathy-pain.html' title='Sympathy Pain'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-3210340826726163059</id><published>2009-02-16T22:13:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:24:09.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the Air!</title><content type='html'>This will be a quick post, but I need to share a thought. I just read a couple of my friend's blogs and both of them mentioned how wonderful it is to be loved by the love of their life. I found it interesting that one lives here and the other in Italy and yet, the thoughts were so similar. The first brought tears to my eyes to the point I couldn't see to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to my blog, because if I don't share how wonderful the love of my life is, I would be letting the meaning of love down. I don't know if that makes sense, but without my husband, I wouldn't be where I am today. It's not everyone who loves you no matter what you look like in the morning, no matter how much you rant and rave about insignificant things, no matter how they are feeling. It's not everyone who will support your passion with gusto and fervor when others put you down for even thinking of doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if he even reads my blogs, but if you read this Randy, I love you! And I want everyone to know it!  And thank you to my friends!  Love truly is eternal.  May we always remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-3210340826726163059?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3210340826726163059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=3210340826726163059&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3210340826726163059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3210340826726163059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the Air!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-1757871146382606850</id><published>2009-02-05T13:22:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T13:56:52.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you REALLY want to know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure about this, but ok, here goes. The meme awards? Ten "juicy" things about me? Well, the juice will probably ferment, but, who doesn't enjoy a good "whine" with their cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SYtQmCpoVcI/AAAAAAAAACA/xKkW9LwnsoA/s1600-h/Seaside+November+2007+19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299418001008252354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SYtQmCpoVcI/AAAAAAAAACA/xKkW9LwnsoA/s320/Seaside+November+2007+19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I LOVE to travel! If I had my way, I would NEVER be home and would travel the world!&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299414003682943618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SYtM9XdAooI/AAAAAAAAABw/K9HLc4Ao9YI/s320/100_2158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;2. I love my family!! Without them, I am nothing!!&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;3. My passion is acting/directing! I would love to be on screen or behind the camera. That is where I am most comfortable and feel the best. I never have belonged in a church setting. I am my own person and no one understands that. They want me to be the cookie cutter person, and I am not that at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I would love to go back to school and finish my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Reading a book or sitting by a fire are my favorite things to do, next to traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I would love to live in Germany again! Beautiful country, tons of history to explore, and very nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SYtReJyN9YI/AAAAAAAAACI/ueHAtX0uO0A/s1600-h/Sam%27s+paintings+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299418964995995010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SYtReJyN9YI/AAAAAAAAACI/ueHAtX0uO0A/s320/Sam%27s+paintings+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love art! I like to go up to Park City during the Arts Festival. It's fun for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Mickey Mouse and I have a thing! He's my favorite character!! I could easily live at Disneyland. It wouldn't bother me one bit to be there every day! It's the only place I know of that once you pass through the gates, you don't have to worry about feeling stupid for acting like a kid again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love the beach and sunshine! I'm not a sun worshipper, but to sit on the beach and listen to the waves lap against the shore, or to just look out over the ocean......now THAT is heaven!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My friends. What can I say about them? Without them, I couldn't have lasted here as long as I have. They have lifted my spirits more than I can even tell. I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now, speaking of friends, you know who you are! The ball has been passed to your court! Let the MEME AWARDS continue!!!&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/2815880871686298600-1757871146382606850?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1757871146382606850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=1757871146382606850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1757871146382606850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1757871146382606850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-you-really-want-to-know.html' title='Do you REALLY want to know?'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/SYtQmCpoVcI/AAAAAAAAACA/xKkW9LwnsoA/s72-c/Seaside+November+2007+19.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-6862017154742642365</id><published>2009-02-04T00:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:03:06.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Speak Too Soon...</title><content type='html'>I made the mistake on Saturday of saying that I have been very lucky lately not to have a "crash day" because of my fibro-myalgia.  With all the stress lately, I have been thanking the Lord daily that I haven't had a problem!  So I guess Sunday was His was of humbling me.  Sitting in church and all of a sudden I can't feel my arms and hands and pain is THROBBING down from my shoulders!  So I came home from church and went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today I woke up, good thing huh?  I was getting ready for the day when my nephew came with his baby for me to watch today.  As I'm looking at him, I notice half his face is disappearing and there are funny, squiggly lines.... Yes, you guessed it.... MIGRAINE!  So, I called Randy and he came home just in time.  The squiggly lines were gone, but the pain was hitting.  So once again I was in bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind being in bed so often, but the circumstances have been all wrong!  I would much rather be in bed with a good book, sitting by a nice roaring fire, drinking a cup of hot chocolate!  OR....sitting on the beach, listening to the waves lap against the beach, relaxing, while I am being SERVED a nice cool drink!  Now that's more like it!  Oh, the things I could do, if I had a little money....it's a rich man's world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREEEECH!!!! That was the sound of the needle being scratched across the record.  REALITY CHECK!  Oh, and just FYI, I am feeling better tonight.  Just in case you were wondering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-6862017154742642365?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6862017154742642365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=6862017154742642365&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6862017154742642365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/6862017154742642365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-speak-too-soon.html' title='Don&apos;t Speak Too Soon...'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-8734044816363367151</id><published>2009-01-23T09:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:23:54.861-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning messes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spilt Milk'/><title type='text'>Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk!</title><content type='html'>So Tif and I are bringing in groceries last night.  Not a hard task, right?  Until it comes to handing over the milk.  I decided to grab the gallons by holding them in my arms instead of by the handles.  Not usually a problem.  But then, try to lift it from chest height to the top shelf of the fridge.  Since my chest is not that high, it was immediately a problem!  I'm a mom though, right, and woman, hear me roar!  So it's all under control, until...........(dramatic pause)............the gallon of CHOCOLATE milk slipped out of my arm and down to the floor, hitting the bottom of the fridge first, then CRASHING to the floor, spraying milk all over, including all over me!  I just stood there in disbelief for about 10-15 seconds, then reality smacked me in the head and I realized, "Oh, someone needs to clean this up!"  Guess who gets to clean up messes?  ME!  Randy was at work, Jake, who had been sick all day, was in the process of getting sick again downstairs, and Tif was helping bring groceries in still.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as Tif got towels, I got the mop and started the cleanup effort, while slipping between the fridge and the sink.  Almost like an ice skating rink, only chocolate.  HMMMM, now there's an idea!  I'd even start ice skating if the rink were chocolate!  After 2 1/2 hours, the floor, cupboards, walls, the blind above the sink, the inside of my refrigerator, and my shoes and clothes were all clean.  I hadn't planned on Spring cleaning my kitchen until about April, but, when the opportunity presents itself, take advantage of it, right?!  I still need to clean UNDER the fridge, but had to wait for Randy to help pull it out for me today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, after helping Jake all day, babysitting my little Grand-Niece, shopping, and cleaning, I was exhausted and fell into bed and crashed.  I don't remember even kissing Randy good-night!  I think I did.  Guess I need to make those more memorable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-8734044816363367151?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8734044816363367151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=8734044816363367151&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/8734044816363367151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/8734044816363367151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-cry-over-spilled-milk.html' title='Don&apos;t Cry Over Spilled Milk!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-3424319014975354373</id><published>2009-01-14T12:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:03:21.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apron Strings</title><content type='html'>Remember when our mom's used to cook Sunday dinner wearing their aprons and the house smelled soooo good? I wear an apron occasionally, but my house doesn't smell nearly as good...I don't get it. The point is, when do I cut them? With my son on his mission in Canada, I have learned just how fast time goes. He sent his weekly email today. I always try to be online when he is on so I can maybe email back and forth with him, at least for a little bit. It makes me feel happy. Today was no exception. We emailed back and forth three times before my last email I sent him didn't get a response. It was sad in a way. It's like you are close enough to touch, but not. Don't get me wrong. I am so proud of him and would never want him to be anywhere else at this time of his life. It's hard when they are on a mission because you can't just pick up the phone any time and talk or text. He comes home in 6 months and I find that apron string is still attached! I had better find some sharper scissors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's a P.S.  Sam just emailed back.  My day is now complete!  I am happy.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-3424319014975354373?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3424319014975354373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=3424319014975354373&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3424319014975354373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3424319014975354373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/01/apron-strings.html' title='Apron Strings'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-4363635364898987753</id><published>2009-01-09T15:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:33:16.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Ah So!</title><content type='html'>I finally cleaned out my purse and I found the fortunes from our most recent fortune cookies!  I keep them until I clean out my purse. Then I throw them away.  Why I don't just leave them at the restaurant I will never know.  I think it's because it will be bad luck or something if I don't take it with me!  Never-the-less, these fortunes are SURE to come true! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine says - You will obtain your goal if you maintain your course. - Now, if you look at it, of course it will come true!  Any goal comes true if you stay on the course towards that goal!  But this one, as I look at it again, has become more of a reminder for me.  With what has been going on lately, it is a good reminder that I am ok with what I am doing and I need to remain on this course because if I alter the course, I won't reach my goal.  I have felt like I need to change to match my surroundings and appease people.  But after re-reading this fortune, I will not be doing that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband's fortune says - Something on four wheels will soon be a fun investment for you! -He's excited about this one!  But he needs to remember to keep it under $20!  Just kidding.  I'm glad this one can come true at a future time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These may be general items, but fortune cookies can really be kind of a fun guide to what is happening in your life at the moment.  And that is exactly what they are meant for.  I'm glad I cleaned out my purse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-4363635364898987753?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4363635364898987753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=4363635364898987753&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4363635364898987753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/4363635364898987753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-ah-so.html' title='More Ah So!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-8044282447189888872</id><published>2009-01-08T20:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:02:15.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be Or Not To Be...</title><content type='html'>That is a good question!  I am currently Directing the play Aladdin, Jr.  Being it is a Stake play, there is nothing already in possession, so everything has to be made from scratch.  BIG job!  So this all began last May I believe.  It's a long time ago, and my brain malfunctions from time to time, kind of like Dory in Finding Nemo....what was I saying again?  Oh ya.  So I accepted the call to be the Director and all that comes with it.  I understand "all that comes with it" because I have Directed things before.  But this one has me ready for a vacation BEFORE the production is even ready! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going just fine until.....DRAMA!!!! OMG(osh)!!! Talk about people freaking out all of a sudden!  As Director, I am allowed to change whatever I want, whenever I want, and a few people just don't like change, especially when it involves them!  So I am on a couple of people's crap list.  But know what?  I really don't care beause THE SHOW MUST GO ON!!!  Then there's more DRAMA because this one and that one used to be going out, but they aren't any more, but now he likes the sister of the other one, and it's he said she said, and..... OH BROTHER!  I'm so glad I have my Psychiatrist degree!!  It comes along with being a Director you know.  Automatic Psychiatrist degrees!  Luckily with a play, there's lots of props.  So there's usually a couch or something that can be used!  Now if I could only get the pay they get.  Hmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, it's a great experience and I will do it again in a heartbeat!  To Be Or Not To Be? I say TO BE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-8044282447189888872?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8044282447189888872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=8044282447189888872&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/8044282447189888872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/8044282447189888872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To Be Or Not To Be...'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-2838134761982289468</id><published>2009-01-06T17:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:41:53.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have come to the conclusion that I hate the phone! I have not liked the phone for many years now, but as time goes on, I really don't like it! It only brings bad news, and even with cordless, it's still an appendage attached to your ear. It all began when I worked as a receptionist many years ago and got blamed for swearing at customers on the phone.  At that time I didn't even say the word crap!  Now I know who was really doing that, but it didn't matter.  I was blamed and fired for it. So, I believe since then I have hated the phone. It only causes problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, my solution has been to just turn the home phone off and monitor my cell. I only answer if I recognize the ringtone. It has worked so far, but I get some nasty messages! I had one guy leave a message saying I wasn't an adult because I wouldn't answer my phone and that I needed to grow up. I just laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine what it was like back when the operator listened in on conversations. I'm sure she heard some doozies! And all those cords to worry about! I know I'm not the first to get the cord tangled on my phone. I used to stand on a chair and get dizzy watching the cord unwind! That was the highlight of my day!! Ok, maybe not, but that was also back when I didn't mind the phone. Now it's just a pain in the ear! I would hope it's not a pain in the butt.... Ok movin' on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So make sure I have your phone number in my cell with an attached awesome ringtone or I might not answer! Just fyi.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-2838134761982289468?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2838134761982289468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=2838134761982289468&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/2838134761982289468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/2838134761982289468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-come-to-conclusion-that-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-1565689544658949802</id><published>2009-01-04T11:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:23:51.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolutions'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>I am trying to finalize my New Years Resolutions, not that I have come up with any yet. I either have too many things I want to accomplish this year, or my life is in complete harmony with its surroundings. Ya right. Complete harmony..... I think you can guess which one I am. So with this in mind, now is the time to prioritize and resolve to accomplish at least one thing this year. I think I'll work on my penmanship. Seeing as I mostly type, I should be able to accomplish this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-1565689544658949802?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1565689544658949802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=1565689544658949802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1565689544658949802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1565689544658949802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolution.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-790725353939483378</id><published>2008-12-29T22:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:01:41.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah So!</title><content type='html'>I think my favorite part of Chinese Food is the fortune cookie you get at the end.  It's amazing how accurate they are!!! Go figure...  Tonight, for example, my fortune cookie said, "A four-wheeled adventure will soon bring you happiness."  So after dinner was over, we left the restaurant, got into our "four-wheeled adventure" mobile, headed home, and arrived there safely to the joy of our children!!!  WOW!!! It came true!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband's fortune cookie said, "You are next in line for promotion."  Now, this one may take longer to come to fruition, but I'm SURE it will come true!!! Mine did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait until we eat Chinese again so I can get another fortune cookie!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-790725353939483378?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/790725353939483378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=790725353939483378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/790725353939483378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/790725353939483378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2008/12/ah-so.html' title='Ah So!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-3331118335350984579</id><published>2008-12-22T11:12:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:16:35.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so on the advice of a much better blogger than me, I have started a blog.  Don't know how well I'll do, but it's worth a try, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know how to gain control once it is lost?  I have the gain weight thing down pat!  But the control factor is being illusive right now.  I guess I have the holidays to blame.  That's it! I'll just blame the holidays!  Boy, that was easy!  This blog thing really does work!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nothing else on this particular blog, I want to say, Christmas future is far away, Christmas past is past, Christmas present is here to stay bringing joy that will last!  And yes, it is Merry Christmas, not Winter Holiday, Xmas (which I hate), or any other form.  So to all who read this, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! And may your future be bright!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-3331118335350984579?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3331118335350984579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=3331118335350984579&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3331118335350984579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/3331118335350984579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-so-on-advice-of-much-better-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2815880871686298600.post-1040403450176640749</id><published>2008-12-13T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:35:35.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Games'/><title type='text'>This is only a Test!</title><content type='html'>This is a test of the new blog for &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kari&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm trying this at the request of my BFF, &lt;a href="http://ohmyheck-tic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Krista&lt;/a&gt;.  We'll see how this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2815880871686298600-1040403450176640749?l=piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1040403450176640749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2815880871686298600&amp;postID=1040403450176640749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1040403450176640749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2815880871686298600/posts/default/1040403450176640749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piratesofthekaribbean.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-only-test.html' title='This is only a Test!'/><author><name>Kari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03558993312899518293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IyBH6rHQHAg/S4YYBnU2sPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/spjBB8ObXkQ/S220/11-02-09_Kari+at+Indiana+Jones+ride.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
