<?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-4725158610567802790</id><updated>2011-08-12T17:57:54.505-08:00</updated><category term='Emily'/><category term='missing emily'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='Breakup'/><category term='Depression'/><category term='Jackass'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='sunshine'/><category term='kids'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Kim's 4 Munchkins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-5316539050129975678</id><published>2011-08-12T17:50:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T17:57:54.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well its been a while since I have been on here. Sitting in my living room while my husband watches football. Im glad hes home from Afghanistan, but I did not miss football, lol. Waiting on my kids to get home from thier vacation with their Dad. They were so excited to go to Unversal Studios and see the new Harry Potter area. They leave for their cruise soon. I told them to take lots of pictures cuz I am dying to see the places they are going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-5316539050129975678?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5316539050129975678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5316539050129975678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5316539050129975678'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-101882989602151164</id><published>2010-06-22T22:55:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:00:10.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have some serious insomnia. I hate being awake til 4 or 5 am and then I am tired all day trying to take care of Lila. I feel bad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; grouchy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to do anything. I miss my husband I cant sleep &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; hes not here and I am paranoid that something is going to happen in the night. I hate this. This is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; harder than I wanted to believe. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how these women do this 3 and 4 times. Its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; even been a month. I hope that when the other 3 come back, and school starts I will be too busy to think about it. T.his just sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-101882989602151164?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/101882989602151164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=101882989602151164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/101882989602151164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/101882989602151164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-some-serious-insomnia.html' title=''/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1824083634997027160</id><published>2010-06-14T17:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T17:58:17.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/TBbeIJVifEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/REvg_RYPl5w/s1600/flutterfly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482813827896736834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/TBbeIJVifEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/REvg_RYPl5w/s320/flutterfly.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not liking that Caseys so far away. Heres a cute pic of my Lila to cheer everyone up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1824083634997027160?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1824083634997027160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1824083634997027160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1824083634997027160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1824083634997027160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-liking-that-caseys-so-far-away.html' title=''/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/TBbeIJVifEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/REvg_RYPl5w/s72-c/flutterfly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-233478839177403552</id><published>2010-01-24T09:36:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T09:45:06.545-09:00</updated><title type='text'>whats new</title><content type='html'>Hi, whats new is I am working on getting my kids rooms into working order. I need to get my craft stuff out of AJ's room and get his dresser and toys out of thie closet, maybe Ill put my craft stuff in his closet in thier place. I have ALOt of things to donate to the thrift store. I have to figure out how to rearrange Maddys futon and the bunkbeds so that everyone can see the TV and get to thier things. I am seriously thinking about getting them some plastic to metal utilty shelves and for the girls buying them color coordinated plastic bins for them to put thier movies books and little toys in. I will put the shelves at the end of the bunk beds. OOO and I am going to get some fabric for Emily to make her some curtains to hang from the wood off the top bunk to give her some privacy. I think it will hold better with sticky velcro or hot glue. hmmmm Ill post some pictures and let everyone see when I get started. The kids and I are gonna have to figure things  out as we go I recon. Should be interesting just me and them for a year. Casey goes to Afganastan in May and Aaron goes to Korea in July, both will be gone for a year. I wish we would have gotten stationed closer to home cuz I dunno if I am brave enough to drive the 24 hours to Moms just me n the kids. Hmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-233478839177403552?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/233478839177403552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=233478839177403552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/233478839177403552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/233478839177403552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-new.html' title='whats new'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-7838341575403091014</id><published>2010-01-01T07:02:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T07:03:31.716-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Christmas and new years gift ever</title><content type='html'>Emily wants to move back and live with us after the school year. I am so happy and excited I cant believe it. i never thought she would want to move back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-7838341575403091014?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7838341575403091014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=7838341575403091014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7838341575403091014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7838341575403091014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-christmas-and-new-years-gift-ever.html' title='Best Christmas and new years gift ever'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8740498556828123033</id><published>2009-12-07T04:04:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T04:11:36.562-09:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas</title><content type='html'>I have decided what to make everyone now to get my ass in gear. The only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; is I cant afford to send &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;any ones&lt;/span&gt; until after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xmas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lmao&lt;/span&gt;. I am really missing Emily and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;. We decorated the tree with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Caseys&lt;/span&gt; kids the day after Thanksgiving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; been able to do it with them in about 5 years so it was good for him but it made me miss mine so much. I am finding it hard to look at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; pictures &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it makes me cry and they get annoyed with me on the phone &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I call too much and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want them to get off. I thought last year was hard but I rationalized it by saying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in Alaska and its too far away so its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, and that was just Em. This year its 2 and I hate it. I know they are happy and doing good and love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; Daddy but it still sucks. I have to miss &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AJ's&lt;/span&gt; and Em's birthday this year. They are going to miss Lilas, I hate this...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8740498556828123033?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8740498556828123033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8740498556828123033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8740498556828123033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8740498556828123033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/12/xmas.html' title='xmas'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8931752114373624228</id><published>2009-10-21T11:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:14:14.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairs cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/St9denJiw3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/GiXc5TebrDs/s1600-h/IMG_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395133659099612018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/St9denJiw3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/GiXc5TebrDs/s320/IMG_2374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally broke down and got a hair cut. Cut off 8 inches, boo-hoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8931752114373624228?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8931752114373624228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8931752114373624228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8931752114373624228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8931752114373624228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/10/hairs-cut.html' title='Hairs cut'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/St9denJiw3I/AAAAAAAAAHU/GiXc5TebrDs/s72-c/IMG_2374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-3600096112749771708</id><published>2009-10-20T13:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:49:58.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Awesome Giveaway</title><content type='html'>Go check out  &lt;a href="http://pumpkinpatchprimitivequiltshoppe.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://pumpkinpatchprimitivequiltshoppe.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; for a super awesome giveaway. I love fabric, my husband gets so mad cuz everytime we go anywhere I have to go in and check out fabric, especially walmart. They have some fat quarters, and always I can find some remants. Anyway go check out Pumpkin Patch Primitive Quilts Shoppe for great blog and an awesome giveaway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-3600096112749771708?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3600096112749771708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=3600096112749771708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3600096112749771708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3600096112749771708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/10/super-awesome-giveaway.html' title='Super Awesome Giveaway'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-5040847351245418770</id><published>2009-10-20T07:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T07:50:37.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry, LAUNDRY, LAUNDRY!</title><content type='html'>oh yuck, I love that things are clean now that have not been clean since we moved here but I am sick of doing laundry. My next project is to get my craft room in order. I told Casey I want all the tings for it for Christmas and our anniversary. I can see it in my head, I can see myself doing all the tings I want to do in there. All I see right now is a pile of boxes and stuff everywhere. Clutter is irking me. I miss Emily and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; and I cant wait to see them for x-mas. I hate that its only for a week but at least I get to see them.  I have to price plane tickets and see if flying Maddy home will be cheaper than gas, food and hotel. yuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-5040847351245418770?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5040847351245418770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=5040847351245418770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5040847351245418770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5040847351245418770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/10/laundry-laundry-laundry.html' title='Laundry, LAUNDRY, LAUNDRY!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-3262566157722554690</id><published>2009-10-15T12:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:56:25.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>Ok I draw the line at the house being 65 degrees. I had to break down and turn on the heater. Casey called me a wuss but I hate being cold. When my lil Eskimo is running around in a diaper and nothing else and I am in a sweater, jeans and socks something is wrong. I hate to do it cuz the temprature is going to go back up into the low 70's by the middle of next week but I am freezing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-3262566157722554690?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3262566157722554690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=3262566157722554690' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3262566157722554690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3262566157722554690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/10/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-5047228225241925794</id><published>2009-10-07T07:46:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T07:59:33.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhh, so nice!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Ssy6zNShIDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7ITK3AatH0Q/s1600-h/halloween+house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389888242959065138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Ssy6zNShIDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7ITK3AatH0Q/s320/halloween+house.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ahhhh it is October 7th, It is 77 degrees outside at 11:45 am and every window in my house is open. Compared to the last 3 Octobers, this is heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-5047228225241925794?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5047228225241925794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=5047228225241925794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5047228225241925794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5047228225241925794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahhhh-so-nice.html' title='Ahhhh, so nice!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Ssy6zNShIDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7ITK3AatH0Q/s72-c/halloween+house.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1938914581619451592</id><published>2009-10-01T13:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:54:13.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Decorating</title><content type='html'>Well its October and I am bored so I decorated a little for Halloween. I made some bats with stiffened felt from the craft store and a template from &lt;a href="http://www.countryliving.com/"&gt;www.countryliving.com&lt;/a&gt;  I made two sizes and taped them outside with duct tape. When hubby gets home I am making him help with the fake spiderweb and on the 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we are going to the pumpkin patch to get our pumpkins. I am so excited Lila who is 2 finally gets to go Trick-or-Treating and carve a pumpkin. Now that we live in North Carolina instead of Alaska. It was entirely too cold for her to trick-or-treat and our pumpkins would freeze or attract moose and were highly discouraged by housing. I will add a picture when we get it all set up. I hope everyone is having a good day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1938914581619451592?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1938914581619451592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1938914581619451592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1938914581619451592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1938914581619451592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-decorating.html' title='Halloween Decorating'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-3147315617921762001</id><published>2009-08-15T21:03:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:11:15.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Finally</title><content type='html'>We finally got out internet on, woot woot!! Well I will be on here alot for the next few days for sure. I slipped on some water at the commissary here and dislocated my stupid knee for the hundreth time. {{cringe}} I figured out that this april will make it 20 years that I have been putting up with this crap. When I was younger it was like clockwork, about every 3 months it would go out, but the recivery time was a few days.  Now it goes out every three years it seems and it takes a month to recover. This time it bruised up so nasty I think it will still be bruised long after I will be able to walk on it. Strangely enough its my right knee, it seems to switch between the two. Its so inconvient I have half a house of boxes to unpack still. Hey maybe I can get some crafts done...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-3147315617921762001?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3147315617921762001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=3147315617921762001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3147315617921762001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3147315617921762001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/08/internet-finally.html' title='Internet Finally'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-243117440551345617</id><published>2009-08-06T14:08:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:15:27.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm alive</title><content type='html'>We made it thru our drive from Alaska, It took 8 days to go from Anchorage Alaska to Hope Arkansas. We went thru 16 states and two territories in Canada on our trip. We are now in Cameron North Carolina a few miles from Fort Bragg. I am glad it is all over, I miss my bed and my own things. I am excited, I get to use the guest room for a craft room and I cant wait to get it all set up. The movers are supposed to be here tomorrow with our furniture, finally! 2 of my kids went to live with their Daddys for this school year. Casey takes his kids to meet their mother on saturday. All that will be left of the 6 is Maddy and Lila with us. Gonna be quiet. Me and Lila should get alot of crafts done. Woo-hoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-243117440551345617?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/243117440551345617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=243117440551345617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/243117440551345617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/243117440551345617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m alive'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-2904154786289154865</id><published>2009-06-19T12:43:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:45:03.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About to have final inspection</title><content type='html'>We have to go over to the house in an hour for our final inspection then we leave tomorrow morning. I know our cells wont work for most of Canada so Im not sure when my next post will be. See everyone soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-2904154786289154865?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2904154786289154865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=2904154786289154865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2904154786289154865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2904154786289154865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-to-have-final-inspection.html' title='About to have final inspection'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4586601516085859292</id><published>2009-06-12T18:39:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:07:30.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Days and Counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SjMX3PCSF1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Mes40lKEidw/s1600-h/moose+6-10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346643420315260754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SjMX3PCSF1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Mes40lKEidw/s320/moose+6-10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The packers come on Monday. I am amazed at how I start out cleaning and ratting things out and a few days before the packers come I really don't care anymore and just throw in the towel and figure I'll throw things aways when I unpack. Then when I'm unpacking I wonder why I didn't throw that away. LOL This is my 6th move with the Army you think I would have a wonderfully organized system by now. About the only thing I have learned is mark off the room or cabinets you don't want them to pack, make sure all the things you are taking with you are in those rooms, clean all the dishes, and take out all the trash cuz they pack everything and I do mean everything!! The day before yesterday it was 82 here and today it is 58, I hated having to put on a sweatshirt considering Lila and I were in our swimsuits playing in the sprinkler and getting a tan and today we are cold. We did have some excitement, a young bull moose came into our neighborhood and had to be run off by the MP's, he was drinking water from someones sprinkler. The had to run him off for his safety, all the kids were getting curious and forgetting he was a wild animal. Well later than night around 11:30 we were outside and here he came again on the other side of the street eating the new leaves off our neighbors tree. I snapped this picture just as he was running off. Casey was excited we saw our first black bear up close and personal. It ran into the street in front of our van, stopped, looked at us and just walked across the street like, "yeah, you better stop". I am going this weekend to see if I can get some pictures of the king salmon running. Other than that I am just making sure all mt things are stuffed into a marked off room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4586601516085859292?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4586601516085859292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4586601516085859292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4586601516085859292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4586601516085859292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/8-days-and-counting.html' title='8 Days and Counting...'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SjMX3PCSF1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Mes40lKEidw/s72-c/moose+6-10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-3588416014437780652</id><published>2009-06-04T21:47:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:56:50.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>List is getting smaller and biggger at the same time</title><content type='html'>UGH... It seems as soon as I finish one thing I think of another to add to the list. All the kids rooms are broken down, the kids bathroom is done, the game room, big storage closet, and every things is off the walls. All the nail holes are filled and light bulbs are changed. This week is about making signs to hang on our pantry, bathroom, laundry room, and closet so the packers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; take those things. Military packers pack everything, and I mean everything, including trash if you are not careful. I still need to gather up all the things we are taking with us and put them in one of the do not pack rooms. Casey shipped his car today so he will have the van during the day, so I guess now I have no excuse.... I am ready to get outta here I just am not looking forward to the 9 day drive. Any suggestions?? We have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; DVD player for Lila and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of her toys and we are going to Sam's to stock up on goodies for the trip ( I am not trying to pay gas station prices for anything, especially in Canada). We are taking a cooler and snacks and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wal Mart&lt;/span&gt; sells the coolest things, I wish I had, had with my other 3 when they were babies. They are powder scented little baggies for diapers. AWESOME!! I cant wait to see everyone and go to the lake and BBQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-3588416014437780652?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3588416014437780652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=3588416014437780652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3588416014437780652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3588416014437780652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/06/list-is-getting-smaller-and-biggger-at.html' title='List is getting smaller and biggger at the same time'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-7453938494125298175</id><published>2009-05-31T21:38:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:42:33.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilt Along</title><content type='html'>OOO I am so excited I am doing a quilt along with the great Miss Dana at &lt;a href="http://oldredbarnco.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://oldredbarnco.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; You should check it out if you have ever wanted to make a quilt and have a billion questions like me, or you love quilts and just wanna have some fun.  Either way check it out and I figure if mine comes out crooked then I will tell everyone thats how its supposed to look, (Shhhhhhh! Its our secret!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-7453938494125298175?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7453938494125298175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=7453938494125298175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7453938494125298175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7453938494125298175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/quilt-along.html' title='Quilt Along'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8547497608513661085</id><published>2009-05-31T21:30:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:35:26.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My own craft space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have decided to make myself a craft corner in our new house. I have so, so many unfinished projects everywhere. No where to do them and I have to put them up before I'm done. If I have a place for them all then I can just still have them out and up but I can finish them without having to rearrange things or make a place for the sewing machine, or a place to paint, or a place to cut fabric or layout  and find patterns. I literally have 2 storage bins, and I can name 5 cabinets that have stuff on several shelves right now. I am gonna have to look at other peoples spaces and get some ideas. I know I need some storage, a small desk, a folding table, and shelves. Hmmmmm getting excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8547497608513661085?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8547497608513661085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8547497608513661085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8547497608513661085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8547497608513661085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-own-craft-space.html' title='My own craft space'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-9087552239925435102</id><published>2009-05-28T17:03:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:16:29.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You learn something new everyday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Sh83XOm0ssI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Wj6nu-sbOXM/s1600-h/IMG_0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341048555282150082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Sh83XOm0ssI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Wj6nu-sbOXM/s320/IMG_0993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;My lil Lolly was playing in the back yard enjoying the nice weather we had on Memorial Day and it was no big surprise she got some mosquito bites. Tuesday she was scratching like mad so I broke out the clear fingernail polish after it cleaned them with rubbing alcohol to take out the sting. Always works. Everything seemed fine until yesterday when she got up her foot was VERY red and swollen. I took her to the doctor and low and behold Lila is allergic to mosquito's. Most people experience some type of reaction to mosquito bites but she is allergic to an enzyme in their spit. Who knew?? So Zyrtec and hydrocorotozone cream. Mommy gots to stock up on bug spray. Poor lil girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-9087552239925435102?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9087552239925435102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=9087552239925435102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/9087552239925435102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/9087552239925435102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-learn-something-new-everyday.html' title='You learn something new everyday...'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Sh83XOm0ssI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Wj6nu-sbOXM/s72-c/IMG_0993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-6665336386236567124</id><published>2009-05-23T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:47:22.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The kids left at the ass crack on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; to go their dads for the summer. I hate putting them on the plane alone. Its so nerve wracking. At least this year it was an overnight flight so they slept. They had a layover too that was horrible. I had to ask the stewardess what happens during the layover. I felt better when she told me that they have a lounge for all the unaccompanied minors. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; leave them unattended at all. They made it so I got a call today from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; and they passed the phone around at the family reunion and I got a little sad I was not there. I was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nalstagic&lt;/span&gt; for my ex family. I miss them. Most of them still talk to me but I cant go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;, and family reunions and all that stuff. I just miss them at certain times, these are the people I was around from the age of 15 until my divorce when I was 29 so 14 years. Oh well. Not quite sure what to do with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-6665336386236567124?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6665336386236567124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=6665336386236567124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6665336386236567124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6665336386236567124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/kids_23.html' title='kids'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-9081491711705143897</id><published>2009-05-22T09:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:19:43.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart attack and ulcers</title><content type='html'>Ok kids have landed in Tulsa... so nerve wracking... thank goodness this is the last time I have to deal with this at least for one summer. I hate this, them flying by themselves always makes me not sleep ans worry. this year is worse because they have a layover. I would be amazed if I dont have ulcers now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-9081491711705143897?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9081491711705143897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=9081491711705143897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/9081491711705143897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/9081491711705143897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/heart-attack-and-ulcers.html' title='heart attack and ulcers'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-7876111122968704183</id><published>2009-05-19T10:35:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:39:50.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>Kids</title><content type='html'>I am getting all the kids stuff together so they can go to thier Dads for most of the summer. Washing all thier clothes and getting backpacks and toys and games and plane activities and I just know I am going to forget something. Nerve racking! I cant wait to get the flip outta Alaska. Four more weeks , four aggrivating weeks. To much stuff to get done so little time. I like moving and seeing different places but I hate all the crap that goes into moving and clearing and passing inspection. Especially unpacking! Yuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-7876111122968704183?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7876111122968704183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=7876111122968704183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7876111122968704183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7876111122968704183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-6785948095476463225</id><published>2009-05-11T21:28:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:47:47.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing emily'/><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SgkNRaLuVoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8AmuweZGBm4/s1600-h/concert+5-7-09+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334809826334496386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SgkNRaLuVoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8AmuweZGBm4/s320/concert+5-7-09+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SgkNQ8Ua8LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rOI6V5Zgnv8/s1600-h/concert+5-7-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334809818317910194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SgkNQ8Ua8LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/rOI6V5Zgnv8/s320/concert+5-7-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am finding as time goes by I am losing my motivation to exercise, then I see someone or something and get back on track. Lately my son, who is 10, has been getting on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Fit and beating my scores and unlocking more things than me. I have a competitive nature, and an ego that will not be outdone by my 10 year old, so I have been getting on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; more often and trying to beat his scores. So he has helped to keep me motivated without even knowing. I went on today and beat a few of his scores and then I went on my run. The route I take is about a mile and a half total. I can run about half, just not all at once. I can run about 3 street lengths at a time and I walk fast for about a street or two and then run more. I am slowly getting more running than walking. I am proud of that, ( coughs up more cobwebs) I am hoping that by next summer I can outrun my husband. He goes with me sometimes and he doesn't even sweat, it pisses me off mostly but I am determined to get better and leave him in the dust. I went alone today and took my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt; and headphones. It was really quite relaxing. It helps me be less paranoid that other people are watching me huff and puff. I had a good Mothers Day. I hope everyone else did too. Casey and I were lazy and I forbid cleaning for the day, and we grilled out and had a good day with the kids that are here. I am so excited that I get to see Emily soon. When I see her it will have been 14 months since I have hugged my baby. I miss her so much it makes me cry to think about her sometimes. I am glad shes happy living with her Daddy, but my evil self wishes she wanted to come home to me. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maddys&lt;/span&gt; end of the year concert at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stadium&lt;/span&gt; here. There were around 3000 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade students it was awesome. All of the kids started playing this year. To think how much they learned and how well they played, from memory, was awesome.&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/4725158610567802790-6785948095476463225?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6785948095476463225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=6785948095476463225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6785948095476463225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6785948095476463225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SgkNRaLuVoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/8AmuweZGBm4/s72-c/concert+5-7-09+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-2317083352639739722</id><published>2009-05-06T13:05:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:08:18.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mother's Day gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SgH8NmUwNUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/b3yxr_DbfPc/s1600-h/My+Mommas+day+present+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332820744339469634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SgH8NmUwNUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/b3yxr_DbfPc/s320/My+Mommas+day+present+09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so spoiled. Casey and the kids got me this beautiful watch. Maddy made me some really cool tiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-2317083352639739722?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2317083352639739722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=2317083352639739722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2317083352639739722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2317083352639739722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-mothers-day-gift.html' title='My Mother&apos;s Day gift'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SgH8NmUwNUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/b3yxr_DbfPc/s72-c/My+Mommas+day+present+09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4671972388816545984</id><published>2009-05-02T22:14:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:26:36.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endorphin high!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did an ab workout today and I must have been high from the endorphins and decided to go for a walk. During the walk I decided to go farther than I usually go because I was not running today. Well I usually walk/run a mile and a half. To my surprise going one more street here, because of the way the road curves, added an extra mile and a half to my walk. Holy cow a 3 mile walk. I have 3 big blisters on my feet. I must get better shoes, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cheapy&lt;/span&gt; ones from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart are just not cutting the mustard. My daughter Maddy got 2 tickets to the indoor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;water park&lt;/span&gt; here in Anchorage for helping the kindergarten teacher all year so we all went. She took one of her friends so needless to say I am pooped. Lila &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; like any water in her face and she hated wearing a life vest. So almost the entire time she was attached to me like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; monkey. Thank goodness there were inner tubes in the lazy river so I got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; break.  The temps here have been in the 70's all week so we have been outside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. I actually have a tan line from sitting outside. This is the hottest it got all last year and at this time last year there was 18 inches of snow on the ground so maybe this year the summer will be nice. We get to leave June 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; so we are happy about that. We figured the the drive from Anchorage to Arkansas is going to take 9 days, YUCK then another 2 from my parent in Oklahoma. When we get there i am not going to want to get in my van for a very long time. Poor Lila is going to hate her car seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4671972388816545984?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4671972388816545984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4671972388816545984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4671972388816545984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4671972388816545984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/endorphin-high.html' title='Endorphin high!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-7041693909685926515</id><published>2009-04-28T11:33:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:49:03.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderfully Sore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday my hubby and I officially started Mommas PT. I figure if PT is good enough for the soldiers why not try it myself. So last time I ran last week it was about 2 blocks and I was huffing, and puffing and coughing up cobwebs from my well underused lungs and yesterday I am proud to say I ran just under half a mile. Last week the run was all in one stretch so yesterday I decided to break it up. We would run one street and then walk the next just long enough to catch my breath. Here some streets are shorter than others so Casey would make me run as fast as I could on the short ones. I pushed Lila in the stroller and about half way she was getting mad that we were going slow and she would yell at me Mommy GO! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; went with us too, he and Casey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; even sweat but me... I had sweat places I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know could sweat. So we get home and the kids are playing outside and Lila is riding her 4 wheeler and I must have been high off the endorphins so I decided to to my tape too. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if you are familiar with Denise Austin but she is about the only exercise tape I watch and not want to quit to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the TV and beat up. She has a DVD called Shrink Your Female Fat Zones. Let me tell you all the movements seem so short and easy, at least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; Casey thought until I made him do it with me yesterday. HA! I finally got him to sweat. I love that DVD, it uses a stability ball and 3-5 lb weights, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think your getting any workout until the next day and like me you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wonderfully&lt;/span&gt; sore. I hurt in places I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know I had muscles. I am very confident that with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Casey's&lt;/span&gt; help and my kids I can get in better shape. I want to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;able&lt;/span&gt; to run around and play with Lila. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; do it with my other 3 kids. Heck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; and Emily are still young enough that a good game of kickball or baseball will interest them, Maddy i dunno, shes 12 and trying to get all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; on me. So I will keep everyone updated on my progress and like I told Casey what better motivation than, I will know that when hes giving his soldiers PT and says "my wife can run faster than you" and really mean it I can feel awesome and he can too knowing its true and he helped me do it. Tonight is lower body workout, OH HELP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-7041693909685926515?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7041693909685926515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=7041693909685926515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7041693909685926515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7041693909685926515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/wonderfully-sore.html' title='Wonderfully Sore'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1762578194497526816</id><published>2009-04-25T10:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:33:29.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well poop. I found a picture of breakup and I have it on me header. I cant find a good color for the words Hmmm. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1762578194497526816?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1762578194497526816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1762578194497526816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1762578194497526816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1762578194497526816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-poop.html' title=''/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-3750115730701749526</id><published>2009-04-24T14:40:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:56:44.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind of a Blah Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Yuck, the weather is so cloudy and gross for the past few days. I did however find some green patches of grass. I never realized how comforting green grass is after not seeing it for 8 months.I am &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; waiting for the freaking paperwork. Supposedly its at the final place. The military aggravates me with its HURRY UP AND WAIT. What can I expect its the Army. Lila and I went outside for about 20 minutes today before we got cold. It is very windy and cloudy, if the sun was out it may have been nicer. I have been trying to stay busy we are getting ready for a post wide garage sale we have a bunch of stuff to get rid of and hopefully we might make a little money. More than anything we are shedding all the extra things we have acquired, don't like, or don't need. I have been making lists, yes I am a list maker, of all the things we are getting rid of, trashing, and taking with us. Casey wants to drive all the way from Anchorage to Fort Bragg. We are planing to stop in Oklahoma, and Arkansas to visit our families. I am weighing which will be more trying on my patience:1. Being stuck in my van for at least 10 days driving with my husband and 2 year old. or 2. Being sea sick for 4 or 5 of those days on the ferry. We have mapped out or trip and the route goes through a lot of nothing. Everything we want to see is hours out of our way. I don't know. At least if we get to leave early we wont have to rush to get to Bragg to get Maddy to school before it starts. This weather is supposed to linger through the weekend. Yuck. I need to get busy on some projects. I think I will finish some painting projects before we move so they can be packed. I am rambling again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-3750115730701749526?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3750115730701749526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=3750115730701749526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3750115730701749526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3750115730701749526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/kind-of-blah-day.html' title='Kind of a Blah Day'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8643300226607457616</id><published>2009-04-22T19:04:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:19:02.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough, Cough</title><content type='html'>Holy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;moly&lt;/span&gt;. Casey and I have decided to start Mommy PT in the evenings after hes off. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;started&lt;/span&gt; tonight. Let me first explain that I have not been running or done any major exercise in about a decade. So Casey, bless him is taking it easy on my out of shape body. We went for a walk/run for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; over a mile. We walked most of it and I ran, me, I actually ran for about 2 blocks. I know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; sound to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;impressive&lt;/span&gt; but I am proud of it. Tomorrow its strength training, u know, sit-ups, push ups and some wonderful surprises I'm sure. I am trying to get more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mommys&lt;/span&gt; to do this with me. I think I will bring it up at the next Family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Readiness&lt;/span&gt; Group meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8643300226607457616?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8643300226607457616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8643300226607457616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8643300226607457616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8643300226607457616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/cough-cough.html' title='Cough, Cough'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-3274214832609098137</id><published>2009-04-21T18:11:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:23:09.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breakup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunshine'/><title type='text'>So far, so good. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Se5_ZMuEbNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j0L4wn3M6e8/s1600-h/lila+park+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327335480113786066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Se5_ZMuEbNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j0L4wn3M6e8/s320/lila+park+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Se5_Yx7mgDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/DiKZBsXeJlc/s1600-h/breakup+09+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327335472922787890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Se5_Yx7mgDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/DiKZBsXeJlc/s320/breakup+09+8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well it seems that spring has finally come to Alaska. Lila and I have been outside alot, playing bubbles and going to the park, riding her lil power wheel 4 wheeler. we went yesterday to check on the river to see if it broke yet and to our surprise it had not only broken but huge chunks have already melted. It has been high 40's low 50's here and should stay that way all week. Sunshine and weather nice enough to wear flip flops and a sweatshirt. It is still hard to know that at home in Oklahoma its in the 80's but I will take what I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-3274214832609098137?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3274214832609098137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=3274214832609098137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3274214832609098137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3274214832609098137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-far-so-good.html' title='So far, so good. . .'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Se5_ZMuEbNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/j0L4wn3M6e8/s72-c/lila+park+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-5040927165205733295</id><published>2009-04-17T16:47:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:51:36.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A trip down memory lane. Oh Dear God, Why, oh Why is Lila &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fascinated&lt;/span&gt; with her own Poop. Holy mess Batman! She was playing in it and wiping it on her clothes and worst of all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tasting&lt;/span&gt; it!!! I had to laugh and gag all at the same time. She is paying me back for all the easy times I got with the other 3. So disgusting and oddly hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-5040927165205733295?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5040927165205733295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=5040927165205733295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5040927165205733295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5040927165205733295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/mommy-memories.html' title='Mommy Memories'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8238344680584443611</id><published>2009-04-16T13:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:25:41.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just cannot get over the fact that the woman that killed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; Sandra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cantou&lt;/span&gt; was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; school teacher, and she was killed in church. The woman now admits that the killing was an accident. But what about the alleged RAPE with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;foreign&lt;/span&gt; object. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SICKENING&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! I am so disturbed. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like letting my kids do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of things but I never thought letting them go to church, or that a church teacher could do anything so disgusting. It just proves that the people you least expect to, will do horrible things. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; going on here. Still waiting to find out whats going on with our PCS. The kids tickets will be bought soon so they can see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; Dad, and on out trip outta here it will be me and Casey, and Lila. Not to be mean but I hope that his nephew does not come. A week and a half in the car is going to be annoying enough without adding the stress of another person we have to pay for. I am ready to leave. I want to see Emily and I am ready to go to a new place and see all my friends and family. I am just doing laundry still, and trying to figure out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; to do a new project or to finish about a million of the others I have started. I was trying to decide &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; or not to keep doing this blog, because I know no one reads it but I like writing in here and I like reading other peoples blogs. There are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of clever and crafty people in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8238344680584443611?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8238344680584443611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8238344680584443611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8238344680584443611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8238344680584443611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/yuck.html' title='Yuck'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8912420923170282102</id><published>2009-04-12T13:52:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:14:52.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We went to the John Micheal Montgomery concert last night. what we got to see of it was great. The seating was all the same level, not stadium seating. About 27 rows of people only got to see 1/2 of the show because of 9 inconsiderate drunk bitches in the row directly in front of us standing. Several people, including myself asked them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;politely&lt;/span&gt; to sit down, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; give a shit so I decided to make their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt; a little uncomfortable. I am still pissed. When we got home I remembered we had to find all the plastic eggs to hide, and make up the Easter baskets. Because we live in Alaska we had to hide the eggs in the house, I am glad we are moving, we only hid them downstairs. I think there were 138 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; plastic eggs. Lila won the egg hunt with 57. Maddy came in second and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; 3rd, but only because he kept giving Lila his eggs. We dyed boiled eggs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;, Maddy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; did this weird &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tye&lt;/span&gt; dye treatment on their eggs and Lila did the traditional tablets in vinegar and water. The funny thing is Maddy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; made a bigger mess than Lila. Too funny. I now have to figure out what the hell to do with 35 hard boiled eggs. Why does Easter have to be on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; and why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; eggs hold up longer? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;heeheehee&lt;/span&gt; Maddy and I made homemade 3 cheese pizzas today and we are all just hanging out being lazy. The snow seems to be melting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; the temps are up high enough to be outside longer than 20 minutes so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Maddys&lt;/span&gt; been outside more and Lilas been riding her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; Barbie 4 wheeler up and down the street. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; weekend we are going to the zoo. When all the snow is gone we are going to the Conservation Zoo and the glaciers. Maybe the Sea Life Center. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;babbling&lt;/span&gt;. Take care and I will post pictures soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8912420923170282102?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8912420923170282102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8912420923170282102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8912420923170282102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8912420923170282102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4537046125899339290</id><published>2009-04-08T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:56:26.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whats with all these kidnappings and murders and shootings??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4537046125899339290?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4537046125899339290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4537046125899339290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4537046125899339290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4537046125899339290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-heck.html' title='What the heck??'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-7779668186622985186</id><published>2009-04-08T09:00:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:06:11.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame on the American Media!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdzZYhLa6TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/G_1c1YdPJUY/s1600-h/Ed+Freeman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322367874891442482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdzZYhLa6TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/G_1c1YdPJUY/s400/Ed+Freeman.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ED Freeman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an 19 year old kid. You're critically wounded, and dying in the jungle in the Ia Drang Valley , 11-14-1965, LZ X-ray, Vietnam . Your infantry unit is outnumbered 8 - 1, and the enemy fire is so intense, from 100 or 200 yards away, that your own Infantry Commander has ordered the MediVac helicopters to stop coming in.&lt;br /&gt;You're lying there, listening to the enemy machine guns, and you know you're not getting out. Your family is 1/2 way around the world, 12,000 miles away, and you'll never see them again. As the world starts to fade in and out, you know this is the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, over the machine gun noise, you faintly hear that sound of a helicopter, and you look up to see an un-armed Huey, but it doesn't seem real, because no Medi-Vac markings are on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ed Freeman is coming for you. He's not Medi-Vac, so it's not his job, but he's flying his Huey down into the machine gun fire, after the Medi-Vacs were ordered not to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's coming anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he drops it in, and sits there in the machine gun fire, as they load 2 or 3 of you on board. Then he flies you up and out through the gunfire, to the Doctors and Nurses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, he kept coming back.... 13 more times..... And took about 30 of you and your buddies out, who would never have gotten out. Medal of Honor Recipient, Ed Freeman,died last Wednesday at the age of 80, in Boise, ID ......May God rest his soul.....&lt;br /&gt;I bet you didn't hear about this hero's&lt;br /&gt;passing, but we sure were told a whole&lt;br /&gt;bunch about some Hip-Hop Coward&lt;br /&gt;beating the crap out of his "girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Medal of Honor Winner&lt;br /&gt;Ed Freeman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shame on the American Media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-7779668186622985186?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7779668186622985186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=7779668186622985186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7779668186622985186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7779668186622985186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/shame-on-american-media.html' title='Shame on the American Media!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdzZYhLa6TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/G_1c1YdPJUY/s72-c/Ed+Freeman.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-540004344713837015</id><published>2009-04-06T13:27:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:33:10.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Sdp0qocL5aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3kFm0ALEE6Y/s1600-h/Deacons+pillow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321694185450628514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Sdp0qocL5aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3kFm0ALEE6Y/s400/Deacons+pillow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just learned my friend Jayme had her baby boy this morning at 4 am. Congratulations Jayme and Eric. He was over 9 pounds and 24 inches long. BIG BOY! I stiched this pillow yesterday but I waited until today to add the date. I hope they like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-540004344713837015?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/540004344713837015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=540004344713837015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/540004344713837015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/540004344713837015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-i-did-today.html' title='What I did today'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Sdp0qocL5aI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3kFm0ALEE6Y/s72-c/Deacons+pillow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1649474711582508299</id><published>2009-04-04T21:43:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:51:00.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4-4-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdhGgi4YaEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wwV1xl8_Z7o/s1600-h/NL7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321080484671285314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdhGgi4YaEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wwV1xl8_Z7o/s320/NL7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not alot going on today. Casey and I decided to take a lazy day, i have founf out thay my idea of lazy and his are waaaay different. My plan was to play games with the kids, watch TV, catch up on some projects. Caseys idea involved taking all the seats out of the van and filling it up twice to take all the crap we needed to take to the dump, as well as cleaning out the garage, and washing his car. Yeah.We will se what he thinks he has planned for tomorrow. COME BACK ERIC AND JENN HES MAKING ME NUTS! Heres a picture of the northern lights curtosey of Mr. Jeff Pederson. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1649474711582508299?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1649474711582508299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1649474711582508299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1649474711582508299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1649474711582508299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-4-09.html' title='4-4-09'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdhGgi4YaEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/wwV1xl8_Z7o/s72-c/NL7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-2107762142646378453</id><published>2009-04-01T18:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:46:19.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME VIDEO!!</title><content type='html'>Thank you Perez Hilton. You have to watch this it is too cute!           &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vq6b9bMBXpg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vq6b9bMBXpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-2107762142646378453?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2107762142646378453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=2107762142646378453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2107762142646378453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2107762142646378453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/awesome-video.html' title='AWESOME VIDEO!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-977712801268727358</id><published>2009-04-01T15:27:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:38:04.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lastest project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdP5wNLiQVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KKkz4QLAFVE/s1600-h/stitchery+stage+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319870191421768018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdP5wNLiQVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KKkz4QLAFVE/s320/stitchery+stage+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;OK heres what Ive been working on latley. Now I just have to decide what to do with it. Wall hanging or pillow. Hmmmm I still have to choose fabrics and embelishments. I want to let everyone know this is not my own design. To get this pattern to go see Ms. Rhonda at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.primitive-stitches.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;http://www.primitive-stitches.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;. I love this site I get alot of patterns from her. Jump over and take a look. Sorry the pic is sideways my computer has been pooting lately. I had more pictures of the process but I cant ssem to find any of them but this one. This is after stitching, coloring and coffee dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-977712801268727358?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/977712801268727358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=977712801268727358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/977712801268727358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/977712801268727358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/04/lastest-project.html' title='Lastest project'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdP5wNLiQVI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KKkz4QLAFVE/s72-c/stitchery+stage+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4262982020204462702</id><published>2009-03-31T17:11:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:32:21.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdLAUQCnl8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/AkiyxLt4beY/s1600-h/lila+3-30-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319525564013844418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdLAUQCnl8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/AkiyxLt4beY/s320/lila+3-30-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I forgot how quickly a 2 year old can smear lip balm all over herself, pour fingernail; polish on her clolthes and fingers and toes; and dump out 2 bags of chips and a container of cookies. Note to self: GET SOME TODDLER PROOF DOOR KNOB COVERS. Lila is Naughty. Cute. but naughty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4262982020204462702?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4262982020204462702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4262982020204462702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4262982020204462702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4262982020204462702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-forgot-how-quickly-2-year-old-can.html' title=''/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdLAUQCnl8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/AkiyxLt4beY/s72-c/lila+3-30-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1777808855422229620</id><published>2009-03-30T21:36:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:49:35.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;On most military bases each neighborhood has mailboxes on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; street. You know the kind. They are all together not at each individual house. For instance our street has 16 houses. So there are 16 boxes and 4 larger boxes for packages. This can be seen from my front door. So today I am running around today trying to get together all the things I need to mail that will fit in the tiny slot for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;outgoing&lt;/span&gt; mail. I get it all, slip on my boots, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grab&lt;/span&gt; my sweatshirt, and head out the door when low and behold. . . there are no mailboxes! Seriously no mailboxes the only thing there are 2 package holders. It is 9:46pm an there are still no mailboxes. Totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt; right. I saw what I assumed was a white pickup with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;us mail&lt;/span&gt; symbol on it today around lunch time I thought it was a little strange that a pickup truck was there but then I figured it was all good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it had their symbol. I am beginning to wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1777808855422229620?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1777808855422229620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1777808855422229620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1777808855422229620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1777808855422229620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/03/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-709056614112764822</id><published>2009-03-29T20:55:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:59:24.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAYING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdBRljLIEpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ziU_XnPRoh0/s1600-h/my+ash.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318840865463472786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdBRljLIEpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ziU_XnPRoh0/s320/my+ash.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdBRlVNKxDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/NmsOtRdxhOQ/s1600-h/my+ash+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318840861713941554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdBRlVNKxDI/AAAAAAAAAD4/NmsOtRdxhOQ/s320/my+ash+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Praying this form gets approved this week. If not I am about to be broke until we leave to pay for plane tickets. I hope the volcano stops erupting this is getting old. It has erupted 19 times in the past week. Seeing ash was pretty cool I have to admit. Here is some I collected off my back porch. HAHAHA I knew those baby jars would come in handy for something. &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/4725158610567802790-709056614112764822?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/709056614112764822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=709056614112764822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/709056614112764822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/709056614112764822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/03/praying.html' title='PRAYING'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SdBRljLIEpI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ziU_XnPRoh0/s72-c/my+ash.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-2251829651750741907</id><published>2009-03-25T12:01:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:09:28.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Green Eyed Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not talk&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; about Lila. I am so jealous Jenn is moving. I am gonna miss her for the 6 months till we get there. I am so thankful they are going to Bragg too. She is the kind of person I want to be when I grow up. So calm and nice and friendly. Everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; the thing I hate most about being a military wife... If you are lucky enough to make the kind of friends that you can trust with your secrets and your kids and your husband they up and move and if your lucky you see them again but most of the time not. I have found that I make about one of these at each duty station. The ones I made in Ft Polk turned out to be the kind I was trying to avoid. But Hawaii and Alaska are good ones. Maybe it these places cuz when your there you are so far away from you family you have to create another. The kind of people you hope you never lose touch with, the kind you call and cry to and laugh with and they say either "who do I have to kill" or "I am sorry that sucks".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-2251829651750741907?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2251829651750741907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=2251829651750741907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2251829651750741907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2251829651750741907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/03/green-eyed-monster.html' title='Green Eyed Monster'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-7161574261656908663</id><published>2009-03-23T06:41:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:45:17.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volcano</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well of course. . . because I havent been to the grocery store the damn volcano erupted!! Figures. I wake all the kids up at 5:30am to get to the damn store before everyone and their grandma goes and today of course its not gonna open until 9 am. I honestly think I am going to lose it. What the hell else is going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-7161574261656908663?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7161574261656908663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=7161574261656908663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7161574261656908663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7161574261656908663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/03/volcano.html' title='Volcano'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-6484431208011999635</id><published>2009-03-18T13:21:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:32:29.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th QM SUCKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can anyone tell me how in 2009 at least 4 different offices have no idea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; to fill out a from that has been in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;existence&lt;/span&gt; for at least 10 years??? This freaking company is full of the biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shit bags&lt;/span&gt; I have ever had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;misfortune&lt;/span&gt; to have to deal with. Filled with the most unhelpful and dense assholes on Gods green earth. Christ on the Cross r u kidding me. And to add insult to injury telling me seeing my kid and Casey seeing his kids after more than a year before they have to go back to school and to get Maddy to school before it starts are not good enough reason to get to leave early but people can re-enlist to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stay&lt;/span&gt; here and leave, and get orders to leave a year early to the same place we are going, or want to avoid the winter weather in DECEMBER, and worst of all might be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; from her husband for eight months and those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; even his kids. Who the hell decided that they are better reasons than mine. And since when is it a rule that you have to stay exactly 3 years at your duty station. We have always been able to leave before based on the number of leave days saved up. Fucking bullshit!!. I will not come back here. I will not. This has been the most stressful place especially this last year. I lost Emily and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; wants to go to. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-6484431208011999635?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6484431208011999635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=6484431208011999635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6484431208011999635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6484431208011999635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/03/4th-qm-sucks.html' title='4th QM SUCKS'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1280181493181172703</id><published>2009-03-17T21:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:24:01.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have you ever felt like a wind up toy that is to that point that if it gets wound one more time its going to fly all over the room and then fall apart?? Yeah thats the feeling. One more turn and . . . I really don't know how to turn the other way. I have reached that point. I am done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1280181493181172703?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1280181493181172703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1280181493181172703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1280181493181172703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1280181493181172703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring.html' title='A Spring'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-7032708485112221629</id><published>2009-03-16T21:40:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:33:06.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Sb89d2XLYhI/AAAAAAAAADo/rZw40Md2etY/s1600-h/IMG_0514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314033668338704914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Sb89d2XLYhI/AAAAAAAAADo/rZw40Md2etY/s320/IMG_0514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unbelievably&lt;/span&gt; ready to leave Alaska. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AJs&lt;/span&gt; therapist agrees with me about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; so Poop on you two. You know who you are. My Lila had her 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday. 2 already. Its cold STILL and snowing STILL. I feel so bad for Lila she can only take about 15 minutes outside before her cheeks go all red and shes says "cold, cold". I cant wait to go to the lake and cook out and have winter only last 3 months like its supposed to. I am still working on my Garden Gate stitchery. I found some really pretty fabric remnants to use on it. I will take some pictures soon. Its hard to find time to do it. Lila has to go to the doctor tomorrow and get her shots. Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; grill. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; goes to therapy every other week and he wants to try and live with Daddy for a school year. We cant leave here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; August so I might not get to see Emily until September and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Caseys&lt;/span&gt; ex wont even consider doing an unaccompanied flight and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; no way shes gonna help pay for anything. One good thing is I will only have to drive 4 hours to do my kids swap when we move. Aaron is trying to stay in Mississippi for another year so at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; that then they want to go to Colorado but plane tickets from there are MUCH cheaper and if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; an emergency its like 26 hours so at least it can be driven in less than a week. I want to do more crafts but I need to organise all my stuff. Like usual I have about 95 started projects and 100 ideas but no time or place to do them. I am going to have to make me a place at the new house in Bragg. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OOO&lt;/span&gt; so awesome!! now that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;housing&lt;/span&gt; has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;privatized&lt;/span&gt; you can apply for a house 3 months before you leave your old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;duty&lt;/span&gt; station and request which area you want to live in as long as you have orders. Sweet, beats the hell out of waiting til you get there to find out you have a 6 month wait and you have to sign a lease and go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; all that crap. I hate moving. I have to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; all my stuff and make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of trips to the dump and find somewhere to donate to, or wait til the snow melts and have a yard sale. Wow my thoughts are all over the place. Not much else to say. Talk to ya later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-7032708485112221629?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7032708485112221629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=7032708485112221629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7032708485112221629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7032708485112221629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-lila.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILA'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/Sb89d2XLYhI/AAAAAAAAADo/rZw40Md2etY/s72-c/IMG_0514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-655538663150166412</id><published>2009-03-10T19:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:07:53.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;And the hits just keep on comin. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-655538663150166412?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/655538663150166412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=655538663150166412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/655538663150166412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/655538663150166412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/03/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-5353597841416454494</id><published>2009-02-27T22:53:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:12:25.304-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My weeks fillin up fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt; lets see this week is the Fur &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rondy&lt;/span&gt; here in Anchorage. Tomorrow we are going to the Outhouse races and the snow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sculpture&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;competition&lt;/span&gt; ans to see the fire works. Sunday is the Running of the Reindeer. Yup you heard right outhouse races and Running of the Reindeer, like Running of the Bulls. Should be interesting. I have been making a photo album for my Mom for Mothers Day. I am not happy with it. I want to make it nice but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to add to much stuff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; the pictures are 30 years old. I am making a picture album of Lila and I made one of Maddy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; and Emily. I have a scrapbook and some nice packets. I love that they put together packets for you with paper, stickers, letters and all kinda neat stuff that all coordinates so you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to try and figure things out. I get overwhelmed with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;choices&lt;/span&gt; and then I cant get creative &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; there is too much to choose from. I am trying to figure out something to make my Friend Jayme for her baby shower. Its her first and shes having a boy so I dunno. I am working on a really neat stitchery of a garden gate for myself. I thought it was about time I made one for me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; starts going to the therapist on Monday so hopefully we can get that squared away and Maddy is in the state spelling bee on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I am trying to get motivated to get my big butt slimmed down. I have a picture of Bar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Refaeli&lt;/span&gt; from this years SI swim suit issue on my fridge to I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; eat all the dang chocolate in the house. I need to get rid of the major giggly spots. I am determined to get 4 babies worth of extra pounds off, now that there is no chance of getting knocked up again. I am expecting change of custody papers for Emily soon so that will be all settled. My friend Jenn asked me if I wanted to go to a class at the Family Zone here with her on Tues and Thurs mornings I can bring Lila and exercise so I think I will try it out. Everyone says its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;easier&lt;/span&gt; to work out with someone else. Which kinda sucks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; shes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;PCSing&lt;/span&gt; at the end of March but we are both going to Ft Bragg so I will see her again the end of August. I did get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;confirmation&lt;/span&gt; from the Mothers Day Project that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; my stitched name so I am glad about that. What else, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;. well I recon I am gonna go to bed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Maddys&lt;/span&gt; asleep, Lilas in bed watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Spongebob&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; is at a sleepover. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Caseys&lt;/span&gt; playing football on the PS3 with Eric and I cant take anymore of them yelling "CHEATER" at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;each&lt;/span&gt; other, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;HAHHAHAHHAHHAHa&lt;/span&gt;. Grown men sound like 10 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;NITE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;YALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-5353597841416454494?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5353597841416454494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=5353597841416454494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5353597841416454494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5353597841416454494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-weeks-fillin-up-fast.html' title='My weeks fillin up fast'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8447364234349502709</id><published>2009-02-13T11:17:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:31:24.846-09:00</updated><title type='text'>This week</title><content type='html'>This week has been ok. My little Boogie is turning 10 today!! Holy cow hes 10. I cant believe it. Lila turns 2 next month ans Maddys got bobbies!! HELP!! lol I got a call out of the blue from Emily today. She is starting to sound more like her old self which is nice. She told me that I am awesome and she is going to send me a bunch of pictures.  I am glad that now that she knows Im not gonna make her stay here that shes more comfortable. I still hate that she doesnt want to live with me but at the same time it is so nice to hear her be so happy. She hasent been happy in a very long time and its so nice to hear. I so excited that I get to see her soon. I meed to smooch my baby. I am working on a block of the month wall hanging of Noahs Arc for one of the preggy ladies in the unit. Bout it for now. I am trying to figure out what else I have to get for AJ;s party on sunday. I will post pictures later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8447364234349502709?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8447364234349502709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8447364234349502709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8447364234349502709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8447364234349502709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-week.html' title='This week'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4960457279243288775</id><published>2009-02-06T14:31:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:46:33.217-09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>New Leaf!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SYzLwpUYPsI/AAAAAAAAADY/kSCz_DBJkgQ/s1600-h/butterfly+7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299834898093719234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SYzLwpUYPsI/AAAAAAAAADY/kSCz_DBJkgQ/s320/butterfly+7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I have decided to stop using this blog to rant and be pissy. I think from now on I am going to try and use it to show off my projects and try to find something to do with my life. I think I have been using my kids and all the stuff with Emily, to stay miserable and complain. I need to find something thats just mine. I like stitching. I found lots blogs and sites for stitchery's and quilts, by alot of very talented women. I think I need to do something with my life thats for a greater good. I mean what have I done for anyone but make them miserable and drag them into my misery with me. Thats not fair. I want to make my kids proud and I want to like myself again. I realized Emily left because I was not the same Mommy I used to be. I want to smile and laugh again and stop being so blah!! I am really ready to move and be where I can go outside and play with my kids. I didnt realize how much I missed that. Living in Alaska has been really, really hard. I do not understand how anyone could live here for thier entire life. I know North Carolina gets cold but there are 4 seasons there. I miss Spring and Fall, but mostly summer. I miss playing in the sprinkler, drawing on the driveway with chalk, playing soccer and watching my kids run, and play and laugh. I want to see my Lila in her diaper covered with mud and laughing like crazy. I want to see Maddy trying to look pretty and flirting with the neighbor boys and I want to see AJ playing with other kids and not fighting. I miss Emily like crazy but I cannot let it continue to consume me. I am going to get some boxes and start packing up this house because if all goes well then I have 5 months left here. Ft Bragg here we come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4960457279243288775?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4960457279243288775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4960457279243288775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4960457279243288775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4960457279243288775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-leaf.html' title='New Leaf!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SYzLwpUYPsI/AAAAAAAAADY/kSCz_DBJkgQ/s72-c/butterfly+7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4858929165877297248</id><published>2009-01-30T12:08:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:09:58.252-09:00</updated><title type='text'>VOLCANO ERUPTION!!</title><content type='html'>R U Freakin kidding me, who knew there were even volcanos in Alaska. It hasent erupted in 20 years!! This seals it, hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes, 7 feet of snow, 20 below zero and now a freakin volcano!! COME ON!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4858929165877297248?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4858929165877297248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4858929165877297248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4858929165877297248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4858929165877297248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/01/volcano-eruption.html' title='VOLCANO ERUPTION!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-2180369591292873920</id><published>2009-01-18T11:01:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:07:30.942-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Emily wants to staywith them, she calls Skank Mom and Jackass has already asked a lawyer what needs to happen for him to file for change of physical custody. I have 2 options. Hire a lawyer and fight a losing battle and make me and Em miserable or I can make sure my rights are protected and put in all the stipulations I want and try and do the best thing for Emily, and move on to the neverending task of reminding Jackass that he still has two other kids. I have come to the heartbeaking conclusion that I am not what Emily needs right now. I know that letting her stay there doesnt mean Im giving her up, or that it makes me a bad mother because she doesnt want to live with me but it sure feels that way. So tired of crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-2180369591292873920?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2180369591292873920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=2180369591292873920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2180369591292873920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2180369591292873920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/01/emily-wants-to-staywith-them-she-calls.html' title=''/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-2792822876281904745</id><published>2009-01-12T14:35:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:40:06.733-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SWvUy8-FxMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/58t9u_JIwjw/s1600-h/E1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290556159101879490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SWvUy8-FxMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/58t9u_JIwjw/s320/E1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My Emily came out and said she doesnt want to come back and live with me. All I could do was cry. Im sad. I miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-2792822876281904745?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2792822876281904745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=2792822876281904745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2792822876281904745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2792822876281904745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-emily-came-out-and-said-she-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SWvUy8-FxMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/58t9u_JIwjw/s72-c/E1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-5944080644332739209</id><published>2009-01-06T23:43:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:44:19.922-09:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>Oh holy hell. They want to home school Emily now. Hmm supposed to let them know tomorrow if I agree to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-5944080644332739209?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5944080644332739209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=5944080644332739209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5944080644332739209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5944080644332739209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_06.html' title='???'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-493422088285015694</id><published>2009-01-03T00:59:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:09:00.800-09:00</updated><title type='text'>:)&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SV85Nc65mkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ne_tqKWVKhk/s1600-h/nice+eric.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287007390820571714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SV85Nc65mkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ne_tqKWVKhk/s320/nice+eric.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I fianlly got to talk to Emily today and as usuall she gave me a run down of all the stuff her "mom" (yup she calls her that) got her. Not only does she have her own computer, and digital camera, now they have gotten her a flat screen TV for her room!?!?!? I didnt even know what to say. I told Emily that that was nice. Supposedly they got the other kids some stuff from thier cruise. T-shirts and stuffed animals I am sure. I cannot believe how much they are spoiling her. It makes me so pissed for Maddy and AJ. Cuz like usual they arent getting shit. Oh and to top it all off they are taking Emily on another cruise for Spring Break. No asking if I wanted her nope, just already booked it. I found out that they got Emily the remotre controlled Wall-E. That toy costs $250 and he send his other two a combined amount of $300 that by the way is still not here. "we are still waiting to hear from Aafes. They havent gotten them back." who sends money without a tracking number?? JACKASS So sick of this crap. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-493422088285015694?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/493422088285015694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=493422088285015694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/493422088285015694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/493422088285015694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=':)&gt;'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SV85Nc65mkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ne_tqKWVKhk/s72-c/nice+eric.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-3296654155183265864</id><published>2009-01-01T12:53:00.003-09:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:27:56.272-09:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SV1DK3Km6II/AAAAAAAAACs/tujd1-x4nxk/s1600-h/snowzilla+n+kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286455391489026178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SV1DK3Km6II/AAAAAAAAACs/tujd1-x4nxk/s320/snowzilla+n+kids.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SV1DKchwR6I/AAAAAAAAACk/7MSFmjTioVQ/s1600-h/snowzilla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286455384338352034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SV1DKchwR6I/AAAAAAAAACk/7MSFmjTioVQ/s320/snowzilla.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Well its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; years day. I am supposed to start my diet and exercise program today. I woke up and I just feel so BLAH. Not sick not sad but just BLAH. I really miss Emily today. I hate that she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; even seem to miss me. I want to go back to bed. Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frickin&lt;/span&gt; 17 below and I just want to go back to bed and stay there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; spring. Last night sucked. We had our friends over and Casey and Eric played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;flippin&lt;/span&gt; Guitar Hero all last night. They turned it off long enough to watch the last 10 seconds of the ball dropping and then it went back on. Of course Casey got drunk. I had one vodka and cranberry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; by 8 he had already had a 6 pack. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; want to get drunk but maybe a little tipsy. But I had to be the grown up again and stay sober so I could take care of the kids. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; be so pissed but he said oh yeah baby you should drink, ill only have a few. WHATEVER!! It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; matter. We are going to day to see the ice sculptures downtown today. Yesterday we went to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;snowzilla&lt;/span&gt;. Hes super big, the first time he was built this year he was 16 feet and then after the city served him a cease and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;desist&lt;/span&gt; order and 100,000.00 in fines. It was magically rebuilt over the night of the 23rd. Now its 25 feet. I had to take 2 pictures one with the kids to show how big it really is&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/4725158610567802790-3296654155183265864?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3296654155183265864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=3296654155183265864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3296654155183265864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3296654155183265864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SV1DK3Km6II/AAAAAAAAACs/tujd1-x4nxk/s72-c/snowzilla+n+kids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-5010823401400004516</id><published>2008-12-28T17:06:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:13:31.959-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily</title><content type='html'>All I seem to do on here is complain. I got a text message from Emily yesterday informing me that they "forgot" to pack thier phone chargers so I havent talked to her yet. They have turnrd her into such a brat. I almost dont want her home. I am having trouble makeing Jackass and Skank understand what they are doing but when I say anything I am being petty and childish. ME!! What a bunch of bull shyt. I swear I want to go there and slap the shyt out of him. In an amazing surprise the kids $150 gift cards are lost somewhere between here and there. Magically. And thats my fault too I'm sure. AJ wants to spend all summer with Jackass and Maddy wants to go to her Nanas. I have the right to be pissed about this crap. $300 total they gave to Maddy and AJ. Emily got presents out her ass, a 10 day cruise and Disney Wrold again. Tell me how that is fair!! But I am being petty. I am pissed for my kids. I did what I could for all. The same for all. That includes Syd and Warren!! Fucking ASSHOLE!!! I swear to God u dont even know!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-5010823401400004516?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5010823401400004516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=5010823401400004516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5010823401400004516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5010823401400004516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/12/emily.html' title='Emily'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8356696615138990175</id><published>2008-12-06T12:51:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:59:53.625-09:00</updated><title type='text'>YUCK</title><content type='html'>I feel so YUCK. It snowed alot, and now it has warmed up above freezing so its raining during the day and freezing at night so the roads are full of black ice. I hate this time of year because basically if you cant walk there and the temp isant above 10 you are stranded in the house. I am extra sad because Its almost Christmas and I miss my Emily. She told me in a text mmessage that she dosent miss me and I think I have never cried harder. On the bright side I am almost done shopping. All my projects for friends and Family are done now I just have to rent a truck to take it all to the post office, LOL I made stuff for everyone I love and I hope they like them. I need to find out if the cousin name swap is going on. Since your the only one that reads this Tammy is the name swap on or what?? I am so far out of the loop its insane. Peggy did e-mail me and update me about them. Poor Grandma and Grandma so sick I am really surprised that they have made it this long. I know that sounds horrible but I am. Any way Not alot going on now just gonna go chop down our tree. They have a place on post to do it. I have never had a real tree so this should be interesting. I will be amazed if I dont kill it before Christmas. OMG having a visual of my half dead tree wiht presents under it on Christmas DAy. HAHAHHAHHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8356696615138990175?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8356696615138990175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8356696615138990175' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8356696615138990175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8356696615138990175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/12/yuck.html' title='YUCK'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8749076347940440565</id><published>2008-11-17T15:55:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:58:41.725-09:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do??</title><content type='html'>Well it's 4pm here and Lila is asleep on the couch, AJ is at SAS an after school program, and Maddy is hanging out with her friends at the youth center. No one will be home until after 5. Its so pitiful that I have no idea what to do with myself. Other than laundry or cleaning. So I am on my new laptop playing, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8749076347940440565?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8749076347940440565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8749076347940440565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8749076347940440565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8749076347940440565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-to-do.html' title='What to do??'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4174451559341951193</id><published>2008-10-30T15:27:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:39:02.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH</title><content type='html'>Nothin new going on, thank god. I am so tired of the drama. Kids got good grades. AJ's teacher suggested he get some kind of physical activity to help with his agression. So we are signing him up for indoor soccer and until it starts we are going to the roller rink every week. Something to do. there are only so many time you can play clue when its -20 outside. They also have an indoor waterpark here so we are gonna go hit that up. Thats how much I love these kids, I am willing to wear a swim suit in public with no tan to make them happy. LOL I have just been sitting here mulling over all the projects I have left to do for Christmas. And that gets me thinking about Emily. It just makes me mad that I dont even get to talk to her on Christmas cuz the will be in international waters. I understand but it still sucks. No one has said hey we know it was hard but thanks for letting Emily stay, not suprised. I have almost gotten all the goddies for her from us. few more things to get still. I just hope i dont make Maddy and AJs day bad by being sad over Emily not being there. I am looking forward to Lila actually opening her presents and boxes, its different when they get the concept. She is a naughty little meddler, into EVERYTHING every 5 minutes. and she is talking alot more she has an opinion and is lal too willing to let you know what it is, Hmmmmmm dont know where she gets that from. She says tank choo Mommy, Its soooo cute,. I am putting a video of her on my myspace if it every finishes loading. Shes funny. Shes goofy like Emily. They must get that from me. I think this is going to be the hardest christmas ever. I am tired of being away from everyone at holidays. I miss Peggy the most shes the thing i hate most about not being a smith anymore. You only get one second mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4174451559341951193?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4174451559341951193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4174451559341951193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4174451559341951193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4174451559341951193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/blah.html' title='BLAH'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1136494991666844910</id><published>2008-10-11T18:33:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:38:35.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help</title><content type='html'>I dont know what to do. I am tired of being disrespected on the phone by Emily. I  dont know what to say, i dont want to make idol threats when she knows I do anything over the phone. I have called non stop for the last 3 days an no answer and no call back. I know that they are busy but DAMN you cannot be busy 24 hours every frickin day. I suggested that we set up a time and day to call so everyone is expecting it but damn I shouldnt have to schedule a time to talk to my own damn kid. I am sick and tired of this shit. I  know he sees its me on the line and chooses not to answer it. He even dosent answer when Maddy calls with her phone. I need advice as what to do and say to these people to get my damn point across. ASSHOLES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1136494991666844910?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1136494991666844910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1136494991666844910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1136494991666844910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1136494991666844910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/help.html' title='Help'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-2702724271269355580</id><published>2008-09-30T08:14:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:23:46.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BULL SH*T</title><content type='html'>Well Jackass and Skank have decided that Emily doesnt want to come see me for Thanksgiving. Jackass told me he has to make her call me on the weekends and they refuse to answer the phone when I call. They wont let her answer the phone when I call so I am about 2 seconds away from sending my Dad down with a copy of my divorce papers and collecting Emily. I just wanted to see my kid for thanksgiving and they made it into a stupid drama filled asshole fest with them making it out like I am being unreasonalble and making demands at the last munite and changing thier plans. Well stop making plans jackass!!. They are taking her in a cruise for christmas so I dont even get to speak to her for christmas. Then after christmas they are taking her to disney world. Skank sent and email list of what emily wants for christmas to me and everyone else like i am some obscure relative. And guess what extravagant effort they are making for the other two for christmas. READY! . . . . . Gift cards! Isant that special. He still has Emily believing that she is moving with them in April. So of course when she has to come back I am the asshole. I am so sick of this. I was trying to do a good thing and I feel like they are trying thier best to cut me out. Something else is up. I can feel it. They are trying something. But I say let his ass try something I will fight him to the death in court then maybe he can explain to the judge why he doesnt do shit for them unless they are there. Emily is getting paid off to live there and the other two are getting ignored as usual. I hate this entire situation. I wish I would have just said no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-2702724271269355580?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2702724271269355580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=2702724271269355580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2702724271269355580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2702724271269355580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/09/bull-sht.html' title='BULL SH*T'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1318567954732773296</id><published>2008-09-18T19:05:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:17:34.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Difference a Day Makes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SNPeOhvy2BI/AAAAAAAAACI/QE-jdYzyBbQ/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247782331975129106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SNPeOhvy2BI/AAAAAAAAACI/QE-jdYzyBbQ/s320/IMG_0947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SNPePBy-TCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3-hs5RA7swU/s1600-h/IMG_0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247782340578397218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SNPePBy-TCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3-hs5RA7swU/s320/IMG_0962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;ITS COMING TO GET ME ! ! ! The first picture is yesterday and the second is this morning. The first picture is of the far right mountain top because yesterday it was the only one with snow on it. yuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1318567954732773296?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1318567954732773296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1318567954732773296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1318567954732773296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1318567954732773296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-difference-day-makes.html' title='What a Difference a Day Makes'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SNPeOhvy2BI/AAAAAAAAACI/QE-jdYzyBbQ/s72-c/IMG_0947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1594461296421412272</id><published>2008-09-18T19:05:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:20:22.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SNMZ81Dia_I/AAAAAAAAACA/XHjhTznFCsk/s1600-h/IMG_0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247566523641523186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SNMZ81Dia_I/AAAAAAAAACA/XHjhTznFCsk/s320/IMG_0917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;holy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;moly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; bored. We found out that we are getting stationed at Ft Bragg, North Carolina. We report October 10, 2009. Hopefully Casey can get an early report date so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; trying to move in the winter and have to pull the kids out of school, but if we have to, we have to. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; the breaks. My Maddy has decided she wants to play the bass in the school orchestra, OK the thing is taller than she is, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; not saying much but its too funny to see. Lila is full of personality, she was playing peek a boo with me today and was smacking the table at me if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; react fast enough. Shes a kook. She reminds me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of Emily, but then Emily's pretty much all I think about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt; anyway. I found out that one of the places open to Jackass is Ft Bragg, a million dollars says he chooses somewhere else. Christmas is right around the corner and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even want to deal. I also found out that all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; money they give you to live here is taxable income so there goes half my money. We can pay now or not get a tax return. CRAP if you ask me. We went on a berry picking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;expedition&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. Holy cow that is an experience. The view is breath taking, the berry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;picking&lt;/span&gt; is fun, the kids had fun. Getting there is the hard part, because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; we parked at the bottom of a mountain and I had to walk my out of shape ass up a very steep hill. I am talk&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; almost straight up for about 800 feet. HELP!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt; and as if 50 degrees down here was bad enough it was about 30 up there in the drizzle. But you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; see a view like this every day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1594461296421412272?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1594461296421412272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1594461296421412272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1594461296421412272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1594461296421412272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/09/bored.html' title='BORED!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SNMZ81Dia_I/AAAAAAAAACA/XHjhTznFCsk/s72-c/IMG_0917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8983179583076643490</id><published>2008-09-08T14:08:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:19:09.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWi1dzVHxI/AAAAAAAAABg/ihXUs62pvo4/s1600-h/kids+n+choco.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243776380559499026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWi1dzVHxI/AAAAAAAAABg/ihXUs62pvo4/s320/kids+n+choco.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes it is a giant stack of chocolate and in the background a 20 ft chocollate waterfall. YUMMMM My favorite place in Alaska!! Wildberry Products!! All is well here so far. . .  We just found out the PFD this year is a record high because if itself and the $12oo energy relief! Thank You Gov. and VP nominee SARAH PALIN!! Super nice lady whom I have personally seen shopping at the Eagle River Walmart.  Lila is 1 1/2 today BOO HOO my baby is growing to fast. I have to take her to the doctor on wed. yucky shots. Maddy likes a boy in her class and AJ is actually going outside more latley. He better before the flippin snow falls. All the grass and trees are starting to turn especially on the mountain so it will be here soon. I have been watching the weather closely because of all the hurricanes and Emily living in Gulfport makes me nervous. My poor Lila fell off the couch backwards a few weeks ago and compression fractured the bones in her wrist, they call it that cuz her bones are so soft that they dont actually break they jsut mushroom out so I have to have that checked out on wed too. Poor baby had a little slpint and everything. She HATED it. I cant tell you how many times she pulled it off. Not much else is goin on here.&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/4725158610567802790-8983179583076643490?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8983179583076643490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8983179583076643490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8983179583076643490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8983179583076643490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-it-is-giant-stack-of-chocolate-and.html' title=''/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWi1dzVHxI/AAAAAAAAABg/ihXUs62pvo4/s72-c/kids+n+choco.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-340662996172070007</id><published>2008-08-26T16:00:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:13:45.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Email</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It amazes me how one little e-mail can crush my heart. My Rosie wrote me. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI, I am having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; much fun. and I want to live here for ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Killer!!! I am noticing that all email are not sent to me but attached. All email that contain any information are from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Skank&lt;/span&gt; to Maddy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;. They all have some type of barb in them. Buy that I mean an insult directed at me but in a nice way. Or the information is put there like they are trying to rub it in my face. Most of the time I feel like a bad Mother anyway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;biotch&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need your help.! And who the fuck are you anyway, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have kids, enjoy playing dress up with mine while you can. How easy do you have it. SHES 8, she pees, dresses,&amp;amp; eats, all by herself she can tell you when shes sick or hurt. You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; stay up with her for 6 months at have to listen to her cry with colic and know there was nothing you could do to make her feel better. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care that you are doing all these things for Emily!! What are you doing for the other two!!!! NOTHING LIKE ALWAYS!!!! So frustrated. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what to do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt; if I ask for help for anything the dynamic assholes make me feel like crap for even thinking of asking. Yes I need help and your measly $435 a month pays for groceries here!!! I am so happy that Emily gets to be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cheer leading&lt;/span&gt;, and dance and girl scouts. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; glad shes getting to do all that stuff but the other two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get to do anything because their mother can afford it. Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; I get a job!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; minimum wage wont cover child care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; WHY!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-340662996172070007?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/340662996172070007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=340662996172070007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/340662996172070007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/340662996172070007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/08/email.html' title='Email'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4144572693277392961</id><published>2008-08-12T09:39:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:51:43.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly going insane</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;I'm just sitting here thinking about my Emily. I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think I can do this for a year. I really want to bring her out for Christmas but because of Jackass and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Skanks&lt;/span&gt; cruise she will only have 5 days of vacation left and it seems like an awful lot to put her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; to have her come here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; it takes a full day to fly so I will only see her for 3 days. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know. I really wish they would have asked her what she wants to do. But what 7 year old is gonna want to go see boring old mommy for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; when she can go on a cruise. Then I thought OK then we will go somewhere warm for Christmas, but Casey had a cow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; his kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; be involved and my point was its not like they were going to come anyway. Its just frustrating. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Caseys&lt;/span&gt; window for new orders opened on the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; so hopefully we will get somewhere &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; earlier than a months notice. Hes been calling branch but cant get a hold of the guy, figures. Lila is getting so big so fast. Shes at the stage where shes talking to you in her own language and gets pissed when we cant figure out what shes trying to tell us. She knows where all her body parts are and loves to show you her belly but only if you tickle her. I hate being stationed so far away from everyone. This year is going to be so damn long I swear. One more winter in hell. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what hell is. Not all hot and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;firery&lt;/span&gt; its winter for all eternity. YUCK!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong its  all pretty and neat when it first starts snowing but come the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;flippin&lt;/span&gt; 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; or 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; month of it and its enough to make anyone insane. I also hate that its August and I have to wear jeans and sweatshirts. It has not gotten over 65 since we have been back and it has only gotten over 70 twice since the "summer" started. And now its the rainy season. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4144572693277392961?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4144572693277392961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4144572693277392961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4144572693277392961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4144572693277392961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/08/slowly-going-insane.html' title='Slowly going insane'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4090289391567227460</id><published>2008-08-06T14:49:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:58:44.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today I am old!! HAHAHAHA Lila decided to wake me up at 5am. . . what a way to start the day. I have no plans to do anything. I have boycotted laundry and cooking. Its my day I am not cooking. AJ was the first to wish me Happy Birthday. I miss my Emily, she starts school tomorrow. I resisted the urge to call her Daddy and cuss his ass out. I am trying to be a grown up. I did call and ask about her school, and tell him things about her so he could watch for it. She like to hide her homework and not do it. I had to find out who will be watching her when Jackass and Skank are working. It is a lady I knew from Ft Polk, and she is certified by the CDC and is authorized to have a daycare on Post so I feel a little better.  I found out poor Em has to catch her bus ar 6:15am. I bet the not getting up until 8 is looking better and better. I also found out that their cruise is alot shorter than they first made it out to be. I could fly her here for a week but I am going to have to think about it. I am sending her Christmas presents to her before they leave so I can hear her open them and I think I am going to send her a little something she can take on the boat to open Christmas morning just from me. I need to figure something out, something special. HMMMMMM My day has been surprisingly drama free, (knock on wood). Not much else to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4090289391567227460?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4090289391567227460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4090289391567227460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4090289391567227460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4090289391567227460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-6154069381809424622</id><published>2008-07-31T20:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:52:11.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKANK VS ME ROUND 1 *DING DING*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SKANK WROTE&lt;/strong&gt;:Hey Kim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying not to start this e-mail out as you did to Aaron a couple months ago.... but as you said "I have held my tongue enough!" &lt;br /&gt;Aaron forwards me everything from you; texts, e-mails, phone callls,etc.  We don't keep anything from each other especially involving our ex's.  He doesn't like dealing with you at times especially since your last blow up; thats why I have been informing you of things going on.  It drives me crazy that he doesn't say anything; I guess he is trying to be respectful.  Anyway, I would really appreciate it if you would stop treating and talking to Aaron like he is a complete, incapable moron.&lt;br /&gt;I think you are a great mom and its cool that you call your kids and write postcards when they aren't with you but don't expect the same daily thing from Aaron.  We both work....... we both have lives that keep us busy up to 80 hours per week!  Aaron fits those kids in whenever he possibly can.  Over the summer, we talked with them and explained a lot, such as why things are different with us than they are with you, etc.  They understood and respected it especially seeing it first hand!  We spoke to them about Christmas and told them about our cruise and also how daddy and I didn't want to spend the holidays around ex's, that would have been too odd of a situation.&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to start anyting with you, I just wanted to get my word out as you did and still do to Aaron. &lt;br /&gt;AJ and Maddy did nothing but talk about how they wanted to stay with us for the school year.  We had to explain to them that it would be way too much for you to lose all three kids at once for the school year.  We did encourage them to talk to you about it though.  AJ said that you told him that maybe he could switch with Emily for a year and Em heard that.....she flipped, and so did Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;We are all under the impression that Emily is here to stay unless she says she wants to go back............  Thats something for you and Aaron to discuss in the future!&lt;br /&gt;This e-mail is not intended for you to call Aaron or I and blow up at us, nor send any more horrible e-mails; so please don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, as far as Emilys school... the name is Gaston Point whom I have already had them contact her school in Alaska for records and such.  We don't know her teachers name yet and won't know till the night of the 6th when we go the the meet and greet.  All her paperwork is complete and we had to check that she was living with both parents to get out of having to submit tons of custody paperwork from the courts,,,,,, which they were fine with.&lt;br /&gt;They are waiting on her shot records, social security card, and birth certificate from me so I would really appreciate you getting that in the mail.  I have already told you that i will help with shipping.&lt;br /&gt;Emily has more new school clothes than she can count plus her supplies have been bought since we knew she was staying. &lt;br /&gt;Her first day is next week...... I hope they let her start without having all the documents needed.&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you posted via e-mail of things going on here.  I will send AJ his phone as soon as we get it and Emily should have hers soon also.  That way, if you need to talk, you can call her phone directly and vise versa.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long letter, but I had to get my word out for both Aaron and I......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WROTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:Im glad he forwards you things. But to be prefectly honest I really dont care about your opinion and all the contact with you is just showing me how much Aaron has really changed. I think its dumb that he dosent want to "deal" with me. Im not writing this to be ugly to you. Just dont think that because you have my daughter living with you so now you call the shots. I am letting her live with you guys on a trial basis, for the school year. I made it clear to her father and to her that we would talk again next summer. I understand you both work. If anyone understand how much Aaron works it would be me. I am trying my best here to do what I think I my kids would want. If I truly thought that Aaron was an incapable moron I would never have let Emily stay. I never said he should call them daily but more than once a month would be nice. It seems like, unless they call him and leave a message he doesnt call. If you needed Emilys paperwork you should have told me, I would have sent it sooner. I have tried to be respectful but since you want to step out side your role and go for it then OK. I show Casey everything too, and he shares everything from his ex with me but just to let you know Its not your place to deal with me, just like its not my place to deal with Caseys ex. Thats why when I need information about my kids I as thier father, not you. And as far as christmas, It was Maddy who wanted to spend it with her Daddy. I didnt want to be around you either but at least I was willing to be a grown up and deal with it. If Aaron had asked me to come there and pay, I dont care what the hell I had planned I would have been there for my kids and that shows me whats more important to him. Im glad you got "your word in" I hope now you feel better. I dont have any problem with you, I just think one day you will understand whats going on here and todays not that day. Do not send me anymore of these emails if Aaron has someting to say he can call me and say it. Have a nice day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU TELL ME. . . BIOTCH IS STEPIN OUTTA HER SPOT! N FUCKIN WITH THE WRONG CHICK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-6154069381809424622?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6154069381809424622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=6154069381809424622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6154069381809424622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6154069381809424622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/07/skank-vs-me-round-1-ding-ding.html' title='SKANK VS ME ROUND 1 *DING DING*'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1980069954350643568</id><published>2008-07-15T13:40:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:59:26.897-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily'/><title type='text'>Mising Emily already. . .</title><content type='html'>Vacation went better than expected, everyone got along and there were no major uproars. Loved the weather. We came back to 55 but today its 62 and I am wearing a tank top, so its pretty good. My law looks like a jungle with all the weeds and wild flowers I almost dont want to cut it.  Emily decided after last summer that we wanted to live with her Dad, she didnt let it go all year ans she asked again, so after alot of back and forth, some open threats, and alot of crying, I decided to let her stay the school year and we will see how it goes. They are taking her on thier cruise so I wont get to see her for christmas, which really, really sucks. I talked to her friday and we went thru her room and she told me what she wants me to send her. I did ok on the phone but I balled when we hung up. I hate that she wants to live with him. I really wanted to be selfish and tell her no, but when I told her she could stay she told me, Mommy, I'm so happy now. Talk about a heart crusher. I miss her already, I am secretly hoping she changes her mind, but deep down I know that this is the beginning and I really doubt shes coming back. Part of me hopes it works out but part of me hopes she hates it. How terrible is that. I am so torn. I really hope I am doing the right thing by letting her stay. He does have to send her back if and when he get redeployed. And the lawyer says because this little trial is at my discretion that if she changes her mind he has to send her back because I have physical custody. So that and the fact that Tammy said she would go get her if I needed her to makes me feel better. I hate it that she want to live there. I really need to ask the other 2 if they want to stay as well, but I just havent worked up enough courage to hear the answer. I know she misses her Daddy, and they have always had this special thing between but I feel like I failed somewhere cuz my baby doesnt want to live with me. CRY BREAK. Well school registration is on Aug 6th, hahhahahaha. Thats funny. Classes start on the 20th. I told Maddy she was going to have to go shopping with me for a girls day, I figure I would take her to the mall and let her pick out her own clothes, shes getting so into all that and I thought I would be fun if just her and I go and make a day of it. AJ is alot simpler, jeans, anything cammo, and no long sleeves. I have to make him go try on pants though. I guess Tanja the skank is getting all of Emilys school stuff. WHATEVER Its about time he did something above child support, i guess he expects me to feel lucky I get that. I guarantee if he wasnt in the Army I wouldnt get that either. Casey made a good piont that this is my chance to so Jackass what he should have been doing all along so I will try to make the best of it, I owe it to Emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1980069954350643568?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1980069954350643568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1980069954350643568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1980069954350643568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1980069954350643568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/07/mising-emily-already.html' title='Mising Emily already. . .'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-3314689431480484983</id><published>2008-06-04T22:50:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:14:22.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SEeOIAKftSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/X_FkCZApxFo/s1600-h/forget+you.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208287762211386658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SEeOIAKftSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/X_FkCZApxFo/s320/forget+you.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow I need a hobby. I never realized how my whole life is my kids and now that they are on vacation with their "daddy" I am so lost as what to do. I think if i didnt have Lila here I would go completly nuts with boredom. I need to get a life or when my munchkins get one I am gonna be a crazy person. Or I should say a more crazy person. LOL It is just as soon as I think I have reached place when I can give myself some time to do something for me, something in my life goes haywire and throws me for a loop. But I guess thats the way life works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SEeOIlwMjhI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VDY2ZhU5uyU/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208287772301626898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SEeOIlwMjhI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VDY2ZhU5uyU/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-3314689431480484983?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3314689431480484983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=3314689431480484983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3314689431480484983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3314689431480484983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/06/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SEeOIAKftSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/X_FkCZApxFo/s72-c/forget+you.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-7479508120654840687</id><published>2008-05-22T13:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:04:05.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama Drama Drama</title><content type='html'>I had it out with jackass about his lack of contact and ability to give a shit about the kids. Big nasty fight but as always it ended with him saying I will do better which I know to be bullshit and I hate that the kids are the ones gonna be hurt in the end. I have made a command decision not to be the barrer of bad news anymore I am going to let him tell them when he dosent come thru from now on. I mean damn I hate to see the look and I get all the attitude for a week not him. Ok back to the begining. . . Maddy wanted to spend her PFD to bring Jackass and his hooch here for christmas (not my idea of a wonderful holiday but I was gonna be a grown up and deal), so I bring it up and he tels me let me talk to hooch about it. So the next day in an e-mail he tells me well hooch already put a down payment on the cruise so were not coming. I LOST IT and gave it to him , all the shit I havent been saying for a year now I just put it all out there. Well he emailme back and tries to flip it around on me and make it a personal attsck, So fuck the email i called him and told him to stick it where the sun dont shine. The line that pissed me off the most was his take on the enitre conversation was the kids were getting on my nerves and I wanted them to go live with him. R U FUCKING KIDDING ME!. whatever dude u douchbag. The worst thing is that he actually thinks he is doing his best. I dont even know where to go with that. I am gald there are going to spend the summer with him but my fear is they will be spending most of it with hooch or in CDC or at a babysitter. But maybe this will get the idea of how great it is at Daddys out of thier heads and make them realize it aint that bad with mom after all. I am countaing down the days until vacation I want to go home. Its gonn abe really hard to come back here and deal with another winter. I hate Alaska. The 18+ hours of daylight are kinda creepy and I am having trouble sleeping. My kingdom for a loud, nasty, dark cloud, lightning filled thunderstorm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-7479508120654840687?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7479508120654840687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=7479508120654840687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7479508120654840687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/7479508120654840687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/05/drama-drama-drama.html' title='Drama Drama Drama'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-5285849994473662686</id><published>2008-04-30T18:57:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:02:00.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinas graduation.</title><content type='html'>I really wish everything didnt have to be a production with Casey. I want to go to Tinas graduation. I will have to fly one day, go to the graduation, and fly the next day. From Alaska they r 12 hour flights. He automaticly said no. Cuz hes so insecure his mind makes up all these worst case senireos and he gets all paranoid and calls like 100 times a day and acts all shitty and ruins it. I want to go, it pisses me off cuz it feel like I am asking permission and that is bullshit. On the other hand I dont want a 3 month fight cuz he had to watch my kids and the baby for 3 days alone. It really makes me feel like he doesnt trust me at all even after almost 3 years. I relaly wish I had known more about him before I married him, I feel like he rushed me, cuz he was afraid I would have chaged my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-5285849994473662686?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5285849994473662686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=5285849994473662686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5285849994473662686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5285849994473662686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/04/tinas-graduation.html' title='Tinas graduation.'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-2011208097094125851</id><published>2008-04-15T18:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:46:53.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA</title><content type='html'>I am really gonna lose my mind if it does not stop SNOWING! Enough is enough already. If it wasnt for the tanning bed I think I would seriously need some meds. I am about to lose it. I can feel it. I need to get really, really drunk and pretend I am back at my lagoon on Oahu!. I hate this place and anyone who lives here on purpose it CRAZY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-2011208097094125851?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2011208097094125851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=2011208097094125851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2011208097094125851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2011208097094125851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/04/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-4959746175918404493</id><published>2008-04-09T09:11:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:16:41.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALASKA SUCKS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/R_z5KDiyUDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/c2Rg9GDxzNY/s1600-h/IMG_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187294821969186866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/R_z5KDiyUDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/c2Rg9GDxzNY/s320/IMG_0333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's official I HATE Alaska!!! The damn snow was almost gone and then THIS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is supposed to snow all damn day and possibly tomorrow. I am super pissed!! This is starting to get depressing. Its freaking April, at home its in the 80's and i would be outside starting to work on my tan!!!! I swear I will NEVER come here again, I dont care if I have to get another divorce. This place is Hell on earth. I think thats what hell is, its not all firey and hot, that I could take, its freaking never ending winter where it never gets above 30 and all you have to wear is jeans and a t-shirt and no shoes and even if you go outside you wont die but get frostbite insteand and have to watch as all your parts freeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-4959746175918404493?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4959746175918404493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=4959746175918404493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4959746175918404493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/4959746175918404493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/04/alaska-sucks.html' title='ALASKA SUCKS!!!!!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/R_z5KDiyUDI/AAAAAAAAAAg/c2Rg9GDxzNY/s72-c/IMG_0333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-340308563241779654</id><published>2008-03-28T14:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T14:15:59.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A SHOCK!!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, email from Tanja, telling everyone that shes so excited that in three weeks her and my ex get to try to have a baby. Hmmmmmmm Not gonna go there!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-340308563241779654?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/340308563241779654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=340308563241779654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/340308563241779654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/340308563241779654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-shock.html' title='WHAT A SHOCK!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-1035977481501859053</id><published>2008-03-11T11:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:25:35.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolly Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/R9bckWUgFaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/m0M3ZTsPT6A/s1600-h/Lila+11.5+mn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176567338733933986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/R9bckWUgFaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/m0M3ZTsPT6A/s320/Lila+11.5+mn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How crazy is it, I had such a hard time at Lila's birthday. It hit me, that this was my very last first birthday ever and that this year has flown by!!. Shes so not like my other kids, she is into everything, I mean everything, so curious. She is a thinker, I sit and watch her figure out how things work already. Shes not walking yet but it's only a matter of time. Shes gonna run I can tell. Shes my lil angel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-1035977481501859053?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1035977481501859053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=1035977481501859053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1035977481501859053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/1035977481501859053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/03/lolly-pop.html' title='Lolly Pop'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/R9bckWUgFaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/m0M3ZTsPT6A/s72-c/Lila+11.5+mn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-2829102208893603738</id><published>2008-02-25T10:47:00.002-09:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T10:52:17.654-09:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I HATE ALASKA, I AM SO DAMN BORED!!!! I AM OUT OF IDEAS!!!!! I HATE SNOW, AND THE FACT THAT I HAVE TO DO THIS SHIT AGAIN  NEXT YEAR IS REALLY PISSING ME OFF!!!!!! I WANT WARM!!!! I WILL NEVER COME HERE AGAIN I DONT CARE HOW MUCH THEY GIVE US IN THE PFD THIS YEAR ITS NOT WORTH IT!!!!!! IT SHOULD BE AGAINST THE LAWS OF NATURE TO BE THIS COLD FOR THIS LONG!!!! I AM SO WHITE FROM NO SUN!!! I WANT LAY IN THE SUN WITHOUT MELTING OR FREEZING INTO A POPCICLE!!!! THANKS GOD I GET TO GO HOME IN A FEW MONTHS!!! THE ONLY THING THAT SUCKS IS IT WILL BE 120 IN THE SHADE THEN, I GUESS THATS BETTER THAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;-20!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-2829102208893603738?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2829102208893603738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=2829102208893603738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2829102208893603738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/2829102208893603738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/02/bored.html' title='BORED!!!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-3735211527945146925</id><published>2008-02-11T17:29:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T17:36:47.298-09:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGG!!</title><content type='html'>I really love my son, but I swear I am going to kill him. We go this every damn Monday!!! He has attitude all damn day and then starts calling  me a liar then he says everyone hates him and he has a bad life. It all starts when he gets home from school and he says he wants help doing his spelling sentances, but in reality he wants me to make up sentances for hin to write and he gets all ugly and he spends the reat of the day in his room. Then he tries the "I miss Daddy"ploy to try and minupliate and get out of trouble!!! Today is a bad day, this shit, gained all the weight I thought I lost back. And I guess I am taking it extra hard cuz I am about to start my period!! I feel depressed today I am so frustrated with my body. I am not expecting to get back to size 3 I just want the clothes I fit into a year ago to fit!!!. Dont get me wrong I would love to weight a buck O nothin but it aint gonna happen. I almost dont wanna go home this summer, I dont want people I know to see me this way. It was OK last summer the baby was only a few months old but I weigh almost what I did 9 months pregnant. I have been starving myself and not eating sweets. I even gave up my beloved Dr. Pepper and drink Diet crap now and still nada!!!! It just pisses me off more cuz Casey stopped drinking Pepsi and lost 20lbs. FIGURES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-3735211527945146925?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3735211527945146925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=3735211527945146925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3735211527945146925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/3735211527945146925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/02/aaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggg.html' title='AAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGG!!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-6770367152304948828</id><published>2008-02-04T09:06:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T09:13:00.410-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting there</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am excited, I have gone from 135 lbs to 126 and counting. Its better now to see the weight coming off, and if you are thinking I wish I weighed 135 please bare in mind i am only 4'10" and 135 on me looks like Mrs. Potato head. I figured after all 4 kids I have gained 37 lbs YUCK!!! I have a goal weight of 110 but I will settle for 115. Wearing size 11 on my frame is depressing, and I cant take it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-6770367152304948828?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6770367152304948828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=6770367152304948828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6770367152304948828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/6770367152304948828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/02/getting-there.html' title='Getting there'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-5753054595746332921</id><published>2008-01-27T17:17:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:19:50.291-09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH KILL ME!!!! Lila decided she wasn't going to sleep last night so I got her to sleep at 1am then she got up at quarter to 2 and stayed up until 5am. I love her but I am too old and have no patience for babies who dont sleep, especially when my face feels like it is going to explode. DENTIST are evil!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-5753054595746332921?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5753054595746332921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=5753054595746332921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5753054595746332921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/5753054595746332921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-kill-me-lila-decided-she-wasnt-going.html' title=''/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4725158610567802790.post-8807659348292739532</id><published>2008-01-24T14:49:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T15:05:37.394-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My bright idea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;What a complete load of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bullshyt&lt;/span&gt;! Here's the deal we get a new 1st Sgt, good, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FRG&lt;/span&gt; is crap, its always crap. 1st Sgt wife takes over. All the usual bull is going on, accept for the fact that there is a pedophile in the company, DRAMA&lt; class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;preggy&lt;/span&gt; girlfriend. ANOTHER STORY all together. At another party, at the father of the little girls house who happens to be a brand spanking new Sgt. they are drinking and lots of underage people (which we all know is a no no, but in the Army is a big giant no no), she gets molested and there's a big ta-do! We are all left hanging when by chance we all hear he didn't do it!! Oh HOLY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SHYT&lt;/span&gt;!!!. so times goes by and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;. I am pissed, I am livid, I don't want my kids anywhere near this company!!. So if you have ever been around female soldiers the rumor mill is churning overtime, wives are getting pissed and I am DONE!!!. I post on the company website We need a meeting to discuss all the crap! . OK so we meet and everyone is talking about wives getting blamed for rumors,I COULD GIVE A CRAP!! I wanna know about the pervert so I ask. Everyone looks at me like I have grown a second and third head. Well everyone accept 1st Sgt. He tells us there wasn't enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;evi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dence&lt;/span&gt; to convict him on the little girl so the got him for the 14 year old and he is out of the Army and has a sexual predator tag so I am good. This meeting lasts 4 flipping hours because these other wives are still talking about these little girls I could give to shits about. They 1st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sgts&lt;/span&gt; wife asked me what I thought so I told her and we all went home. Nuts right!! I have dealt with some dumb crap before but never a creepy pervert in the company!! Hes gone so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;all's&lt;/span&gt; well that ends well I guess. Gotta go get the munchkins at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4725158610567802790-8807659348292739532?l=kims4munchkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8807659348292739532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4725158610567802790&amp;postID=8807659348292739532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8807659348292739532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4725158610567802790/posts/default/8807659348292739532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kims4munchkins.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-bright-idea.html' title='My bright idea!'/><author><name>KIM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03168107588687604705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ogFkySqM2WU/SMWlUw4NzII/AAAAAAAAABo/PeBKR42dSXQ/S220/US.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
