<?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-17432054</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:07:10.926-07:00</updated><category term='Jessica'/><title type='text'>the fabulous life of me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-977942110986547316</id><published>2009-07-08T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T13:31:34.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got TWO things checked off my list!!!!!  Did a new blog header, and blogged!  I actually started a new blog. I will be blogging there from now on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://postfamilyhappenings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;http://postfamilyhappenings.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check it out- and be sure to leave me a comment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-977942110986547316?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/977942110986547316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=977942110986547316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/977942110986547316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/977942110986547316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2009/07/got-two-things-checked-off-my-list-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-6132825168516391399</id><published>2009-07-05T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:04:58.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things.........</title><content type='html'>There are so many things that I want to do.  Yet I have no time.  Thought I'd make a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Work out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RUN&lt;/span&gt;  I like craved it when I was pregnant (weird, huh?) And, because I have a high maitanence daughter have yet to find the time.   But I did sign up for my first race EVER.  5k &lt;a href="http://www.osideturkeytrot.com/"&gt;Turkey Trot&lt;/a&gt; on Thanksgiving morning.  Woot!&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bake- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;right now I'm into the idea of making my own bread. Check it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.breadtopia.com/basic-no-knead-method/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Blog&lt;/span&gt;- more than just quick pics and updates&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Make a blog banner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; Scrapbook&lt;/span&gt; (that can take on a whole list of its own, everything I want and need to scrap)&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Photograohy&lt;/span&gt;. Use my lenses. Get more lenses&lt;br /&gt;10. Learn how to use my &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; Sew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; specifically cloth diapers and all thungs baby: slings, nursing covers, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Organize&lt;/span&gt; EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How about just doing something, anything (including typing this list) without a baby on me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.  So thats that&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what happens&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-6132825168516391399?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/6132825168516391399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=6132825168516391399' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/6132825168516391399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/6132825168516391399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-many-things.html' title='So many things.........'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-4065729277872322934</id><published>2009-04-17T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:10:09.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me at 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wow, 28 - almost 30!  Starting to feel old...............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No picture yet (having computer/camera/picture problems)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few things about me at 28........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mommy to one, and Baby Dos will arrive at any second&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because I'm entirely too pregnant!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lover of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my adorable 2 year old turkey daughter jessica kathryn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheese- all kinds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mexican&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wine (oh how I miss it!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fruit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yoga &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taking pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;law &amp;amp; order SVU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trash tv&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twilight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheesecake made by my mom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watching dinsey movies with Jessica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girls night out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my bestest friends who are scattered all over the country&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A wife to my hubby steve- the best in the world!&lt;br /&gt;(he who just gave me a new diamond as my bday present!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A daughter, a sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A student&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A teacher- loving all my preschoolers :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmmmm, thats about it for right now.  Just had to get my list down for my scrapbook- whenever I get the time to do that again!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-4065729277872322934?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/4065729277872322934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=4065729277872322934' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/4065729277872322934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/4065729277872322934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-at-28.html' title='Me at 28'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-4584515213423349232</id><published>2009-01-29T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:42:58.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 things about me- Face Book Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SYJ23W7I-GI/AAAAAAAAuEE/r6lSg7-a1EA/s1600-h/IMG_6842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SYJ23W7I-GI/AAAAAAAAuEE/r6lSg7-a1EA/s400/IMG_6842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. I grew up wanting to be a mom.  Nothing else.  Its all I've ever wanted to do.  And I'm loving it ;)&lt;br /&gt;2. I eat cheese every day.  I LOVE cheese.  LOVE&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't stand when anyone, including myself, is late. &lt;br /&gt;4. I don't understand why people don't change the toliet paper roll.  Seriously, is it that hard?  Total pet peeve&lt;br /&gt;5. I love finding little shoes around the house.  Never bugs me (and believe me, I have lots of little shoes around my house!)&lt;br /&gt;6. I wish my brothers and parents lived closer.  I miss them, my brothers mostly (my parents are pretty much living with me right now :) )&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm pretty much a wino.  Its the thing I miss most when I'm pregnant.  I LOVE wine&lt;br /&gt;8. After Baby Dos is born, I'm gonna start running again.  One day, I may even run a marathon.  (Shoot- now I that I've "said" it outloud, I have to do it!)&lt;br /&gt;9. I love to scrapbook, and wish I had more time to do it.  I would do it for a living if I could.&lt;br /&gt;10. Bubble baths are da bomb!&lt;br /&gt;11.I'm kinda a hippy at heart.  I would love to live on a farm (that was still close to the store!) and live off my own land. I'm a huge natural birth advocate, and I'm all about the breast feeding.  I'm even going to do cloth diapers with Baby Dos.  I even tried natural deodarant.  But it didn't work so well.....&lt;br /&gt;12. I cannot go to sleep if Steve is not around&lt;br /&gt;13. I pretend to be Martha Stewart sometimes.  And I get exhausted after 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;14. I love what I do every day. I have the best job for me&lt;br /&gt;15. I have Best Friends all over the country&lt;br /&gt;16. I am so happy I live where we don't have weather, besides fabulous sunshiney days :)&lt;br /&gt;17. I'm addicted to the computer.  I seriously don't think I could ever go more than a day with out it. &lt;br /&gt;18. I sometimes think of becoming a yoga instructor.  I need to work on my yoga practice though&lt;br /&gt;19. Its hard for me to find balance some days&lt;br /&gt;20. Other days I feel like Super Woman cause I do it all ;)&lt;br /&gt;21. I'm not 100% sure why I'm back in school&lt;br /&gt;22. I used to think about being a ski teacher.  But then I remembered that I probably wasn't a good enough skiier.  And I would hate living where it snows&lt;br /&gt;23. Being a mother is the most amazing thing in the world&lt;br /&gt;24. I lied to my parents and a police officer when I was eight years old.  I still feel guilty about it.&lt;br /&gt;25. I am totally going to scrapbook this&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/17432054-4584515213423349232?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/4584515213423349232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=4584515213423349232' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/4584515213423349232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/4584515213423349232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2009/01/25-things-about-me-face-book-style.html' title='25 things about me- Face Book Style'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SYJ23W7I-GI/AAAAAAAAuEE/r6lSg7-a1EA/s72-c/IMG_6842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-3588692900278482255</id><published>2008-11-28T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:40:51.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to know you- Xmas style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Got this as an email.  Thought it was cute, and you know I want to scrap it!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wrapping paper- and I love when I havethe time to make it fancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2.  Artificial or Real tree? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Real!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. When do you put up a tree?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; as soon as Steve says its ok ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. When do you take it down?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;shortly after new years day, before thepreschool starts back up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like eggnog? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yep, but i have to be in the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. Favorite gift received as a child? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;goodness, so many!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hardest person to buy for? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Easiest person to buy for?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jessica, I swear I'm going overboard this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9. Do you have a nativity scene?   &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yes, it was/is my moms, my GreatGrandma made it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10.Mail or email Christmas cards?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mail!!!! Its my favorite part ofthe holidays!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;none that stand out.Probably got some socks or something once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. Favorite Christmas Movie?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; A Christmas Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When do you start shopping for Christmas?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I've been good thisyear, I started months ago and I'm already almost done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14.  Have you ever recycled a Christmas present?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;yea- but only the&lt;br /&gt;white elephant ones- me too Marisa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All the yummy cookies, and ILOVE the big Ham for dinner, and eggs benedict for breakfast, and allthe special hot chocolately drinks......... I could go on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16. Lights on the tree? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Christmas Song?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Silent Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18. Travel at Christmas or stay home?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Stay home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer's? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dasher and Dancer,Prancer, and Vixen, Commet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen. But doyou recall, the most faaaaaaamous reindeer of all!!!!!  (Rudolf, ofcourse) And now anyone who reads this knows them all ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. Angel on the tree top or a star?   &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Angel my great grandma made.  Iscored on the family heirloom xmas decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21. Open presents on Christmas Eve or morning?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;morning, one on&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve- always PJ's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;being so superbusy, and spending too much money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23.  Favorite Ornament theme or color?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;love all the ornaments from mychildhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24.  Favorite dessert for Christmas dinner?  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;whatever- i alwasy love dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25. What do you want for Christmas this year? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;all sorts of things, butI like Marisa's idea- a money tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;26. Who is most likely to respond&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hopefully someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-3588692900278482255?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/3588692900278482255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=3588692900278482255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/3588692900278482255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/3588692900278482255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-to-know-you-xmas-style.html' title='Getting to know you- Xmas style!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-3259767611001018059</id><published>2008-11-28T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:21:07.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was tagged by my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommytocharlotte.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Danielle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; to share 7 secrets.  This is a hard one!  Here they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1.  I don't like Thanksgiving.  Never have.  Don't like turkey, gravy, stuffing, cranberry.  The only part of Thanksgiving I like is the pie.  At least I never have to worry about eating too much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. I would be happy with a boy or a girl for Baby Dos.  And I really want a boy, so it would nice to know that we have that out of the way (no pressure on Baby # 3).  But, I kinda like the idea of two girls.  We already have all the stuff, it'll save us a lot of money (which we would need, thats 2 weddings we'd be in charge of!), and I'm having so much fun with Jessica ;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. I stalk people on facebook and myspace.  People from my past, highschool, college, old jobs, etc.  Thats probably not much of a secret, but yeah.  I swear thats the only reason I go on those sites......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. I'm really not as organized as I appear.  And I don't keep that a secret, but no one believes me.  Seriously, I'm a mess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. I don't know what I'm doing in school right now.  Seriously.  No idea what I'm doing taking classes again, Lord knows I have enough on my plate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. I stole a brown bunny eraser from a friends house when I was four.  I still feel guilty.  Don't even remember who that girl was, but I feel bad I took her bunny eraser.  Never told anyone about that till now......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. I get "homesick" for my hometown, my family living close, and my best friends.  I miss them :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Those are my "secrets."  Nothing too juicy, except maybe stealing that bunny rabbit ;)  I won't tag anyone, but anyone who wants to do this can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-3259767611001018059?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/3259767611001018059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=3259767611001018059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/3259767611001018059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/3259767611001018059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/11/seven-secrets.html' title='Seven Secrets'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-5837976008206551644</id><published>2008-10-10T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:55:14.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;at last, here are pictures from my last 2 days of "a week in my life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAe1UQdMYI/AAAAAAAAab0/HZFGKL4Y4YI/s1600-h/IMG_2219.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAe1UQdMYI/AAAAAAAAab0/HZFGKL4Y4YI/s400/IMG_2219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jessica walking around with that baby doll all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAe1l8K9RI/AAAAAAAAab8/krCW1esFtVA/s1600-h/IMG_2237.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAe1l8K9RI/AAAAAAAAab8/krCW1esFtVA/s400/IMG_2237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so excited to go on a plane trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAe1r2QQ7I/AAAAAAAAacE/PYvYLvyOCvw/s1600-h/IMG_2261.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAe1r2QQ7I/AAAAAAAAacE/PYvYLvyOCvw/s400/IMG_2261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;potty stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAe1ow53KI/AAAAAAAAacM/xltxlCmMheo/s1600-h/IMG_2286.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAe1ow53KI/AAAAAAAAacM/xltxlCmMheo/s400/IMG_2286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;riding the bus to the airport, after dropping off our car (where the potty stop was at)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfD5vWTqI/AAAAAAAAacU/uY1EZz7zmGQ/s1600-h/IMG_2291.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfD5vWTqI/AAAAAAAAacU/uY1EZz7zmGQ/s400/IMG_2291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;waiting to go in the airport, so happy to be in her stroller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfDzSaGEI/AAAAAAAAacc/StMhr4u02n8/s1600-h/IMG_2297.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfDzSaGEI/AAAAAAAAacc/StMhr4u02n8/s400/IMG_2297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;waiting in line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfD3kWVwI/AAAAAAAAack/_xhVq_qh1UA/s1600-h/IMG_2298.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfD3kWVwI/AAAAAAAAack/_xhVq_qh1UA/s400/IMG_2298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on the plane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfDxPyiZI/AAAAAAAAacs/duXn8c9QM2U/s1600-h/IMG_2310.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfDxPyiZI/AAAAAAAAacs/duXn8c9QM2U/s400/IMG_2310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love these shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfWcL3jJI/AAAAAAAAac0/MMadh8ppObc/s1600-h/IMG_2313.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfWcL3jJI/AAAAAAAAac0/MMadh8ppObc/s400/IMG_2313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;throwing a fit at SFO airport.  nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfWayzH8I/AAAAAAAAac8/6Ca2b3HxSgY/s1600-h/IMG_2319.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfWayzH8I/AAAAAAAAac8/6Ca2b3HxSgY/s400/IMG_2319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;riding the "whoo whoo" to pick up a rental car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfWtUaThI/AAAAAAAAadE/mM4NeS7E37s/s1600-h/IMG_2324.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfWtUaThI/AAAAAAAAadE/mM4NeS7E37s/s400/IMG_2324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just some cute shots i took while we waited during the rehersal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfWv-o6HI/AAAAAAAAadM/7-NZcVmkyOE/s1600-h/IMG_2367.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAfWv-o6HI/AAAAAAAAadM/7-NZcVmkyOE/s400/IMG_2367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she was pretneding the seat was a sea-saw, making it go up and down, sea saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49518/655d5dc0dc58fb4689081f773171df77/image19996.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49518/655d5dc0dc58fb4689081f773171df77/image19996.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love love love this picture.  i'm playing around with it. i  want to frame it somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49518/655d5dc0dc58fb4689081f773171df77/image20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49518/655d5dc0dc58fb4689081f773171df77/image20001.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love how her shoulders are hunched over and i know she's doing her excited giggle/growl, cause she got both papa and nana to take her for a walk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49518/655d5dc0dc58fb4689081f773171df77/image20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49518/655d5dc0dc58fb4689081f773171df77/image20012.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wearing the ring so that steve wouldn't lose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49518/655d5dc0dc58fb4689081f773171df77/image20053.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49518/655d5dc0dc58fb4689081f773171df77/image20053.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jessica plopped herself down in the lobby of the hotel. not sure if law and order is the appropriate show for her, but it was cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49518/8e9f32acff7b56c6e63b76197240c5fd/image20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49518/8e9f32acff7b56c6e63b76197240c5fd/image20056.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hotel room sat. morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49518/8e9f32acff7b56c6e63b76197240c5fd/image20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49518/8e9f32acff7b56c6e63b76197240c5fd/image20062.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;love that this was what our room key said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49518/8e9f32acff7b56c6e63b76197240c5fd/image20065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49518/8e9f32acff7b56c6e63b76197240c5fd/image20065.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;some wedding shots.  i didn't get good lighting, so i played around a bit with them to make them look better.  i really need photoshop...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh, just kiddin.g  only one picture made it on.  oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXWTDvAI/AAAAAAAAaiU/gXnRiB5Mu5o/s1600-h/IMG_2496.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXWTDvAI/AAAAAAAAaiU/gXnRiB5Mu5o/s400/IMG_2496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;post family shot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXcwfn_I/AAAAAAAAaic/Fbp9iqCjbFk/s1600-h/IMG_2505.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXcwfn_I/AAAAAAAAaic/Fbp9iqCjbFk/s400/IMG_2505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;scott was taking pictures all night long...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXswAvkI/AAAAAAAAaik/n0c2MwnmZFE/s1600-h/IMG_2546.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXswAvkI/AAAAAAAAaik/n0c2MwnmZFE/s400/IMG_2546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;loving the best man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXml3ZMI/AAAAAAAAais/K7K2VmOhgnk/s1600-h/IMG_2544.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXml3ZMI/AAAAAAAAais/K7K2VmOhgnk/s400/IMG_2544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXWTDvAI/AAAAAAAAaiU/gXnRiB5Mu5o/s1600-h/IMG_2496.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXWTDvAI/AAAAAAAAaiU/gXnRiB5Mu5o/s400/IMG_2496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXcwfn_I/AAAAAAAAaic/Fbp9iqCjbFk/s1600-h/IMG_2505.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXcwfn_I/AAAAAAAAaic/Fbp9iqCjbFk/s400/IMG_2505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXswAvkI/AAAAAAAAaik/n0c2MwnmZFE/s1600-h/IMG_2546.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXswAvkI/AAAAAAAAaik/n0c2MwnmZFE/s400/IMG_2546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXml3ZMI/AAAAAAAAais/K7K2VmOhgnk/s1600-h/IMG_2544.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgXml3ZMI/AAAAAAAAais/K7K2VmOhgnk/s400/IMG_2544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i got serenaded.  nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgvnS-eMI/AAAAAAAAak8/K5eWF9-AIcI/s1600-h/IMG_2549.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgvnS-eMI/AAAAAAAAak8/K5eWF9-AIcI/s400/IMG_2549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;man dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgw47BS8I/AAAAAAAAalE/NrWYajnmvko/s1600-h/IMG_2562.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgw47BS8I/AAAAAAAAalE/NrWYajnmvko/s400/IMG_2562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgx2cnLHI/AAAAAAAAalM/O7ZrFtqmYjw/s1600-h/IMG_2572.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgx2cnLHI/AAAAAAAAalM/O7ZrFtqmYjw/s400/IMG_2572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;desert.  the chocolate was to die for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgyOnFqNI/AAAAAAAAalU/ByUyY8nOm0M/s1600-h/IMG_2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAgyOnFqNI/AAAAAAAAalU/ByUyY8nOm0M/s400/IMG_2585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so there are a few duplicates, and not all my pictures made it on.  oh well, too tired to fix it.  hoping to get to work on the album tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;enjoy your weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-5837976008206551644?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/5837976008206551644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=5837976008206551644' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/5837976008206551644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/5837976008206551644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures.html' title='pictures!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SPAe1UQdMYI/AAAAAAAAab0/HZFGKL4Y4YI/s72-c/IMG_2219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-4329562312012854835</id><published>2008-10-06T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:31:16.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 6 &amp; 7- words only</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I did do them!  I was just traveling and at a wedding, so I didn't have much computer time.    Didnt' want to bother setting up the internet either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday 10/3/07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;up at 5:30 to pee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;never went back to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;steve's alarm went off to an oasis song.  most random radio station ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i got up at 6:15- shower, clothes laid out already.  didn't need to straiten my hair.  score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;b arrived at 6:45.  did some laundry, dishes, the usually mornign routine.  Have to finish the load in the dryer before we go.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;another croissant for bfast.  and an english muffin w/ cream cheese.  and some yogourt w/raspberries and honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;jessica up a little after 7- so excited to fly on an airplane and see nana and papa!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;super duper mellow friday- felt like i had nothing to do except leave and it wasn't time yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;finally leave at 8:30.  nervous about jessica having an accident cause she hasn't gone #2 yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so much drama and chaos at the airport.  delayed.  wait listed.  on time.  delayed.  wait listed.  and then we left on time.   grrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;plane ride was fun- jessica did good, even used the airplane potty!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;landed in SFO a little after 1.  waited by the luggage claim for nana and papa to meet us, who were flying in from iowa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;took the shuttle to pick up a rent a car.  just hopped into a car and drove off.  super simple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;jessica took a nap on the ride to the rehersal dinner :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we arrived pretty much right on time!  and jessica still was accident free all day- woot!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;they did their rehersal thing.  jessica explored the winery.  beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i hadn't eaten enough today, so i'm on my last leg.  i about faint.  good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;rehersal dinner at 5:30.  steve got me food asap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;did the rehersal dinner thing.  jessica decides to poop in her pants right after she gets off the potty.  at least it wasn't on the airplane!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i don't feel 100% at the dinner.  cute toasts by all, loved the grandpa of the brides toast.  enjoyed looking at the pictures.  saw one of steve and groom matt when they were in 6th grade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;go check into hotel.  steve is in charge of the rings.  matt hands over alexa's ring wrapped in paper towel.  i put it on my pinky finger so it doesn't get lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;jessica plops down in front of the tv in the lobby.  watches a little law and order.  i don't think its appropriate, but whatever, its a good show ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;jessica takes a bath in our room, and then goes rigth to sleep- she's tired!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i read in bed, lights out by 10:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday 10/4/08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wake up at 7:30.  tell steve its time to get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;steve leaves to meet the groom at 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jessica wakes up a little bit later.  we decide to go say goodmorning to nana and papa.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we watch cartoons and papa gets us breakfast.  sausages, eggs, crossiant, yogurt, milk, bagel and cream cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jessica is in a mood. has a ridiclous tantrum.  screaming at the top of her lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dont' feel good.  at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i take a little cat nap while jessica and papa are walking around the hotel.  nana takes a shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i take a shower at 11 and rest a bit more.  still not feelign very good.  i need to eat more but only pizza sounds good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at 12 steve and i take off for pizza.  i'm ridiclous hormonal mess.  drama ensues.  we end up getting bagel bites at a smart and final.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i eat bagel bites.  18 of them.  i think a serving is like 4.  but its ok,  cause we got a box of 40.  i stick them in the fridge, only to find that the fridge is no longer working.  stupid mini fridge.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as i eat the bagels i am doing my hair and makeup, and reading Creating Keepsakes november issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Finally feelign better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;meet sam and courtney at 2, we leave at 2:15, and are almost at our destination when we're told we need to go strait to the wedding site.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we arrive 15 minutes before anyone else, and we putter around trying to be helpful.  i realize my feet are going to kill me, so i take off my shoes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the bride and her posse arrive. courtney and i decide that the day of coordinator FAILS.  we set up the centerpieces/favors/seating assignment table.  put my shoes back on. then we go wait for the fun to begin.  i wait for my parents to arrive with jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;See lots of friends- everyone saw jessica at the hotel and love her pink party skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;parents and jessica arrive at 5.  so excited to see her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wedding begins at 5:15.  beautiful ceremony.  short and sweet and heartfelt and i get all teary eyed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cocktail hour i spend chasing jessica around, wishing i could have a glass of wine but oh well.  and i took off my shoes again.  my shoes are fabulous, but freakin kill me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh, and i'm freezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we move to the reception hall.  feed jessica some grapes and bread.  sit down for the grand entrance, listen to a few toasts.  jessica leaves during the mother of the grooms toast.  my parents say she feel asleep right away.  travelign makes her tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i get to kick back and enjoy the wedding ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;steve does an awesome job on his best man toast.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i do lots of dancing, and wonder if all the dancing is ok for baby.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the end of the night i'm pretty much the only sober one there, along with the bride and groom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;they take off in a ferrarri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i join the drunkards on the party bus back to the hotel.  i'm surprised that i'm not more annoyed with everyone, and very impressed that i had so much fun (i thought i was going to be exhausted and not feel good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we get home.  jessica is sleeping, my parents are watching SNL.  we get ready for bed, watch a little more SNL and then turn off the light around 12:45pm.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;YAY!  and that was my week!!!!!    totally not a normal week, but a fun project.  i'll have to do it again some day when i have a normal not traveling week.  i'm going to add picutres later.  and i'll try to re-add the pictures that didn't work in the last post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hope you all enjoyed!  now to put it all in an album..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-4329562312012854835?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/4329562312012854835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=4329562312012854835' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/4329562312012854835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/4329562312012854835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/10/days-6-7-words-only.html' title='Days 6 &amp; 7- words only'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-4075990664232504729</id><published>2008-10-02T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:17:39.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 5 of a week in my fabu life :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;didn't write down much today. at all, actually. so gonna try to do this all from memory now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up same time, just wishing for more time to sleep. remember waking up at 3 to pee, and then hearing steve's alarm go off to a dave matthews band song playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday- colored day for laundry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate a crossant (sp?) for my carb loaded breakfast. and some yogurt w/raspberries and honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b &amp;amp; i got jessica up today. so cute when she's sitting in her crib just waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my "all day work day" where i only have 2 assistants at lunch time (when i need all of us there!) so that meant more work for me all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun art project that the kids were still a little too young to fully "get"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot today, but not as hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like i have allergies. or is it that stupid pregnant stuffed up all the time thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spagitti leftovers for lunch. always better the second time around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretended to kinda nap. don't think i got much solid sleep in. heard the kiddos giggling WAY to early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a huge hairy spider- TWICE- on the little wall. looked like a tiny trantula. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my trainer leah got here at 5:21. i remember cause i hadn't even changed into my work out clothes yet. whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate some guac and tortilla, then did a training session w/leah. didn't want to take pictures of us actually working out, but got some of the "equipment" and of the window where jessica and steve were eating dinner and watching us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 4 ginormous spiders spin webs high up in the trees in our backyard. ewwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rosana called when i was working out to ask if i could come 15 minutes late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumped in the shower with jessica. right after she peed on the carpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brushed her teeth, gave her kisses- then it was off to sprouts to buy some ice cream for dinner :) it was too hot for tacos anyway. and i'm pregnant, so i can do whatever i want!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to rosana's at 7:13. ate some ice cream and chatted before she "did" my hair. just a trim, so it wouldn't be all "mullety" looking for the wedding. nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home by 8:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steve tells me we need to leave around 8:30am tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say and explicit. i have to call my assitant lisa and ask her to come in early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope on the computer. check email, facebook, up load pics, blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should go to bed, but will probably end up watching some tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is a big day! won't have much time to write down what goes on, hopefully i'll take some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for completely day 5! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;laundry.  everyday.  except sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49401/abb00c6645632e5feba26c5492c25ad1/image19692.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49401/abb00c6645632e5feba26c5492c25ad1/image19692.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sign in sheet/white board where parents see what we're doing that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49401/abb00c6645632e5feba26c5492c25ad1/image19693.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49401/abb00c6645632e5feba26c5492c25ad1/image19693.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my crossant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49401/abb00c6645632e5feba26c5492c25ad1/image19694.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49401/abb00c6645632e5feba26c5492c25ad1/image19694.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;goober face and her daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49401/abb00c6645632e5feba26c5492c25ad1/image19713.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49401/abb00c6645632e5feba26c5492c25ad1/image19713.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;me &amp;amp; steve, cause i realized i have no pictures of the two of us this week.  and yes, i have no make up on.  and you can tell i just woke up.  thats how i roll.  i work at home, with kids all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49401/a6528a77326e56ca26d50e5e65beff47/image19714.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49401/a6528a77326e56ca26d50e5e65beff47/image19714.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but yeah, maybe i should start..................  i have NO eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49401/a6528a77326e56ca26d50e5e65beff47/image19718.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49401/a6528a77326e56ca26d50e5e65beff47/image19718.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fun paperwork stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49401/a6528a77326e56ca26d50e5e65beff47/image19722.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49401/a6528a77326e56ca26d50e5e65beff47/image19722.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;art.  paint. leafs.  smocks.  hot hot hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:49401/a6528a77326e56ca26d50e5e65beff47/image19731.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:49401/a6528a77326e56ca26d50e5e65beff47/image19731.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ah jessica, so much drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWX-s7XvUI/AAAAAAAAYRE/EP9B1oUX0wU/s1600-h/IMG_2125.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWX-s7XvUI/AAAAAAAAYRE/EP9B1oUX0wU/s400/IMG_2125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so much joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWX-3SR8ZI/AAAAAAAAYRM/aYr4LLdF6fQ/s1600-h/IMG_2140.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWX-3SR8ZI/AAAAAAAAYRM/aYr4LLdF6fQ/s400/IMG_2140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so much drama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWX_WJvVBI/AAAAAAAAYRU/myuPwYWjoTY/s1600-h/IMG_2175.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWX_WJvVBI/AAAAAAAAYRU/myuPwYWjoTY/s400/IMG_2175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;work it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWX__AQP1I/AAAAAAAAYRc/2sgyGR8qNls/s1600-h/IMG_2183.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWX__AQP1I/AAAAAAAAYRc/2sgyGR8qNls/s400/IMG_2183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;jessica watching me work out.  though i wasn't working out at this moment.  love that you can see me taking the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYHYrgCZI/AAAAAAAAYRk/ZQGCt8IbLC4/s1600-h/IMG_2184.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYHYrgCZI/AAAAAAAAYRk/ZQGCt8IbLC4/s400/IMG_2184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;steve and jessica came out when i was finished.  jessica wanted to play with the big pink ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYH0FxfaI/AAAAAAAAYRs/gzlJ2_NqIrw/s1600-h/IMG_2194.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYH0FxfaI/AAAAAAAAYRs/gzlJ2_NqIrw/s400/IMG_2194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ice cream = happy me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYIMPmfXI/AAAAAAAAYR0/_fonxMcFCew/s1600-h/IMG_2198.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYIMPmfXI/AAAAAAAAYR0/_fonxMcFCew/s400/IMG_2198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYIrVmDoI/AAAAAAAAYR8/mFnx4oxGJR8/s1600-h/IMG_2199.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYIrVmDoI/AAAAAAAAYR8/mFnx4oxGJR8/s400/IMG_2199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;gettin' my hair did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYTPhRc4I/AAAAAAAAYSE/TYg7dyr6p2o/s1600-h/IMG_2200.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYTPhRc4I/AAAAAAAAYSE/TYg7dyr6p2o/s400/IMG_2200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hard to get this shot.  i'm surprised rosana didn't think i was crazy.  maybe she did, but was just too nice to say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYT131mSI/AAAAAAAAYSM/3MWQVHZdry4/s1600-h/IMG_2203.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWYT131mSI/AAAAAAAAYSM/3MWQVHZdry4/s400/IMG_2203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; 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href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-5-of-week-in-my-fabu-life.html' title='day 5 of a week in my fabu life :)'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOWX-s7XvUI/AAAAAAAAYRE/EP9B1oUX0wU/s72-c/IMG_2125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-3959724972436614688</id><published>2008-10-01T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:31:30.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 4 - i'm on a roll!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;did NOT sleep well last night. grrrrrrrrrrrrrr. soooooooooo sleepy this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 scones for breakfast (darn this only thing i can eat in the morning are carbs pregnancy sickness thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica came down naked again :) (note to self- i need to get a picture of that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swept the kitchen floor 3 times before 8am. grrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;the kids had fitness class today. fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so sleepy i almost feel asleep sitting up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sooooooooooooooooo hot. water play. jessica got in fully clothed. then put on bikini bottoms and her rain boots. that girl never ceases to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up to 99 degrees. what?! on the first day of october?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manicotti leftovers for lunch. actually pretty good. none of the kids ate it cause it was hot outside. i enjoyed it in airconditioning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a piece of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.attunefoods.com/catyegory_s/22.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;attune chocolate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and a graham cracker. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argued w/mason that its not ok to sleep naked at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naptime for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did not take a restful nap. grrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still ridiculously hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had celery and pb for snack- yum!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played with more water outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave steve a big kiss when he got home at 4:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steve left to find a carseat carrier for our trip, then his double header softball game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last kid to leave was a little late- 5:40. it was ok, he's a mellow guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rosana brought over some curry, i made some rice and had that with dinner. it was SPICY. even after i "toned it down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica had leftover mac &amp;amp; cheese and veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica started to say "huh?" when you ask her something. not sure where she picked it up. i don't think i say that. do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaned up, got mail, folded laundry, took jessica up stairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started packing for our weekend trip for matt &amp;amp; alexa's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bath time for jessie k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;brushed teeth, brushed hair, then off to read a few books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my favorite time of the day is when we rock and cuddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;went back to my room to work on packing. tried on my outfit with all accesorries. trying to figure out if i should wear my dangly pearls from my wedding, or pearl studs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;can't decide. pack em both &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;get dressed into work out clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;upload pics on the computer, check email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;do cardio on the elliptical for 20 minutes. better than nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;done by 7:55 pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;play on the computer for ummmm, an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;steve calls to say that they won both games of the double header, and hes gonna grab a beer to celebrate. i can tell he's a little cautious, thinking i may freak out about him not coming home earlier. sucks to be married to a crazy hormonal pregnant leddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hope in the shower, shave my desperately in need of it legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;finish reading "midnight suns" on my computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hope in to bed and watch tv/read till steve comes home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my wedding rings. can't sleep in them, cause i get a rash :( put them in my crystal heard with a meddly of other random jewelry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ-gfGuNFI/AAAAAAAAYOE/TpKSvG4Z-0Y/s1600-h/IMG_1850.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ-gfGuNFI/AAAAAAAAYOE/TpKSvG4Z-0Y/s400/IMG_1850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;laudry. wednesday is white day. and not because they both begin with "w"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ-guyW3KI/AAAAAAAAYOM/nQjXBcvc_N0/s1600-h/IMG_1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ-guyW3KI/AAAAAAAAYOM/nQjXBcvc_N0/s400/IMG_1853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mmmm, scone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ-gruPkBI/AAAAAAAAYOU/pAQ4Zelsxog/s1600-h/IMG_1858.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ-gruPkBI/AAAAAAAAYOU/pAQ4Zelsxog/s400/IMG_1858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheesy smile from a happy girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ-gssC92I/AAAAAAAAYOc/uzZbh4aZ6xw/s1600-h/IMG_1864.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ-gssC92I/AAAAAAAAYOc/uzZbh4aZ6xw/s400/IMG_1864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not sure why jessica climbed up to help b wash his hands, but thought it was so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_ah8vmtI/AAAAAAAAYOk/5jRuz4gtcmE/s1600-h/IMG_1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_ah8vmtI/AAAAAAAAYOk/5jRuz4gtcmE/s400/IMG_1868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she put the hat on like that herself. always makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_a1BKqFI/AAAAAAAAYOs/IbzUZvv90tg/s1600-h/IMG_1883.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_a1BKqFI/AAAAAAAAYOs/IbzUZvv90tg/s400/IMG_1883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is my favorite picture of the day. she put on her shoes all by herself, correct feet and all! too bad they didnt' match...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_azipGGI/AAAAAAAAYO0/oDbo2l2EAA4/s1600-h/IMG_1928.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_azipGGI/AAAAAAAAYO0/oDbo2l2EAA4/s400/IMG_1928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;checking the weather. 97.6 degrees. at 11am. DANG! fussy baby wasn't let me get much else done besides random online checking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_a_470wI/AAAAAAAAYO8/NsP4W47Z8p0/s1600-h/IMG_1948.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_a_470wI/AAAAAAAAYO8/NsP4W47Z8p0/s400/IMG_1948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so happy that daddy is home!!!! (and no, she is not picking his nose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_g9JXLaI/AAAAAAAAYPE/gVv52GvPIWo/s1600-h/IMG_1995.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_g9JXLaI/AAAAAAAAYPE/gVv52GvPIWo/s400/IMG_1995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bath time! love both these pics, can't choose which i like better for this project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_g3VUrZI/AAAAAAAAYPM/5-tqYB1Q0GU/s1600-h/IMG_2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_g3VUrZI/AAAAAAAAYPM/5-tqYB1Q0GU/s400/IMG_2018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_g8kHVMI/AAAAAAAAYPU/9pSO4XxTn7k/s1600-h/IMG_2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_g8kHVMI/AAAAAAAAYPU/9pSO4XxTn7k/s400/IMG_2032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;brush your teeth! ch ch chh chhh ch ch ch ch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_hCOw7_I/AAAAAAAAYPc/-KkTVpl2idQ/s1600-h/IMG_2041.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_hCOw7_I/AAAAAAAAYPc/-KkTVpl2idQ/s400/IMG_2041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reading books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_opO_xxI/AAAAAAAAYPk/8SReYwX7NzQ/s1600-h/IMG_2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_opO_xxI/AAAAAAAAYPk/8SReYwX7NzQ/s400/IMG_2047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;packing. jessica's stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_op_1pgI/AAAAAAAAYPs/JYrCajps7IM/s1600-h/IMG_2054.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_op_1pgI/AAAAAAAAYPs/JYrCajps7IM/s400/IMG_2054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mess in the bathroom. pile of laundry to do (colors for tomorrow, thursday) jessica's dora backpack i'm filling up with new books and crayons and snack. my coach diaper bag i can't travel with out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_owXPaFI/AAAAAAAAYP0/m_jLW41bMqo/s1600-h/IMG_2059.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_owXPaFI/AAAAAAAAYP0/m_jLW41bMqo/s400/IMG_2059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my ensemble for the wedding. actually pretty stoked on it, but i think my belly is already bigger than on SATURDAY . grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_o4dACVI/AAAAAAAAYP8/MjCNK2whc0g/s1600-h/IMG_2067.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ_o4dACVI/AAAAAAAAYP8/MjCNK2whc0g/s400/IMG_2067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have already taken 384 pictures (just for this project. i've actually taken more of the preschoolers) and its only day 4! AND i'm going to a wedding! wowzas. but i'm proud of myself for doing this much. getting worried to how i'm going to fit everything in a book now.............. lets hope tonight i sleep better- especially since i worked out!&lt;/em&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/17432054-3959724972436614688?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/3959724972436614688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=3959724972436614688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/3959724972436614688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/3959724972436614688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-4-im-on-roll.html' title='day 4 - i&apos;m on a roll!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOQ-gfGuNFI/AAAAAAAAYOE/TpKSvG4Z-0Y/s72-c/IMG_1850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-9120665310075549230</id><published>2008-09-30T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:40:08.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i always like tuesdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;they're pretty mellow as far as work goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;overslept this morning- that NEVER happens. got up at 6:32 am. oops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;packed steve a lunch, took out dishes, had a scone. yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;blake arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i ate some yogurt/raspberries/honey. yum yum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;paper work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;filled up water cups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;heard steve get up jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;she came down naked :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;blake shared his doughnuts with her, i gave her some cheerios, raspberries and milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;she made a mess, so i had to sweep it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;once lisa got here i sent a few emails, then started to get out the halloween decorations. felt a bit overwhelmed with that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;once sarah was here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i sent more emails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;paid a few bills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;did some online banking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;filed a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;did some research for a homework project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and all mornign i felt super tired, like when you finally get good sleep and all you want is more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;jessica threw a major tantrum at rug time, i had to let lisa take over so i could deal with jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;had leftover porkroast for lunch. boring, but it tasted ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so exhausted, had to take a nap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kinda got an ok nap in, but still sleepy. grrrrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;went outside w/the kiddos. first time really outside all day. its freakin' HOT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;watered steve's plants, saw two different big grasshoppers!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mellow afternoon (why i love tuesdays)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after most of the kids are gone, go for a walk w/jessica, naima, vincent and steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;make spagitti for dinner (thank goodness steve turned on the ac!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;call to make an appointment to get my nails done (i have a certificate!) they say they close in an hour, i tell them i'm on my way. the call back like 2 minutes later and are like- we're closing. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. i really don't want to spend money on a pedicure when i have this stupid gift certificate, but tonight is the only night i can get one done and i have to get it done before the wedding on saturday!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so annoyed......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;get a pedi, paid too much forgetting that the "european" isn't worth the extra like $15. grrrrr again. but at least my toes look fabu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hit up marshalls, buy jessica some fancy shoes for the wedding, some books for the plane ride, and a dress up dress for xmas. $39.42. woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hit up the mickey d's drive thru for a sundae. i was really craving golden spoon, but didn't want to drive over there and have to get out of my car. darn this preggo craving and exhaustion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;come home, play around on the computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wash face/brush teeth/curl up in bed watchin the new 90210&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;then watch entourage w/steve-o.  turn off the lights at 9:54pm.  kinda late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;turn light BACK on at 10:30 and start a new book.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;don't even look at the clock when i turn the light off again.  way too late.  grrrrrrrrrrr.  i hate having insomnia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yay for day 3!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(please note, i can't post any of the pictures with my preschoolers, so a lot of my pictures that i may use, aren't posted here)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love note to hubby. i stuck it in his lunch box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsyMYqzVI/AAAAAAAAYLs/A3DIdIDIJPY/s1600-h/IMG_1661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsyMYqzVI/AAAAAAAAYLs/A3DIdIDIJPY/s400/IMG_1661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;gotta love unlaoding the dishes. morning ritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsyPmISCI/AAAAAAAAYL0/hIFPq7_KRNs/s1600-h/IMG_1663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsyPmISCI/AAAAAAAAYL0/hIFPq7_KRNs/s400/IMG_1663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;this made me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsyXPCaAI/AAAAAAAAYL8/mcz62y9F-7Q/s1600-h/IMG_1665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsyXPCaAI/AAAAAAAAYL8/mcz62y9F-7Q/s400/IMG_1665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;this did too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsyUKhpTI/AAAAAAAAYME/7xztaf8XD0I/s1600-h/IMG_1677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsyUKhpTI/AAAAAAAAYME/7xztaf8XD0I/s400/IMG_1677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;huge GREEN grasshopper! so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLs-hQHqtI/AAAAAAAAYMM/U1PdS_Ve4iM/s1600-h/IMG_1691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLs-hQHqtI/AAAAAAAAYMM/U1PdS_Ve4iM/s400/IMG_1691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;water steve's plants. love the kiddos following the water around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLs-iKZQNI/AAAAAAAAYMU/HgeOQk-Ypx4/s1600-h/IMG_1705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLs-iKZQNI/AAAAAAAAYMU/HgeOQk-Ypx4/s400/IMG_1705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;chiminea (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLs-4CCCTI/AAAAAAAAYMc/JFR6Nag_fhY/s1600-h/IMG_1711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLs-4CCCTI/AAAAAAAAYMc/JFR6Nag_fhY/s400/IMG_1711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;loves kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLs-xDjd1I/AAAAAAAAYMk/6madiRv4S_4/s1600-h/IMG_1716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLs-xDjd1I/AAAAAAAAYMk/6madiRv4S_4/s400/IMG_1716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it was hot. clock reads 90 degrees, and its usually like 5 degrees cooler than reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtLwEABGI/AAAAAAAAYMs/AkTvtMBbDVI/s1600-h/IMG_1724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtLwEABGI/AAAAAAAAYMs/AkTvtMBbDVI/s400/IMG_1724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;hiding in her fav spot behind the apple tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtL2asxhI/AAAAAAAAYM0/I1DDA6MTrNs/s1600-h/IMG_1728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtL2asxhI/AAAAAAAAYM0/I1DDA6MTrNs/s400/IMG_1728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;self portrait, where i swear i am most of the day- waiting for jess to go potty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtMeOsMvI/AAAAAAAAYM8/DURhrwRQXts/s1600-h/IMG_1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtMeOsMvI/AAAAAAAAYM8/DURhrwRQXts/s400/IMG_1753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;spagitti dinner. yummo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtMhTsDmI/AAAAAAAAYNE/RvM6xYgGvgw/s1600-h/IMG_1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtMhTsDmI/AAAAAAAAYNE/RvM6xYgGvgw/s400/IMG_1814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;making a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtTcITZFI/AAAAAAAAYNM/8oWKjFS9CAM/s1600-h/IMG_1821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtTcITZFI/AAAAAAAAYNM/8oWKjFS9CAM/s400/IMG_1821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;pretty sunset at the grand plaza shopping center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtTTHUe7I/AAAAAAAAYNU/aAw9vq8Du7w/s1600-h/IMG_1822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtTTHUe7I/AAAAAAAAYNU/aAw9vq8Du7w/s400/IMG_1822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;pedicure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtTc0_6uI/AAAAAAAAYNc/3zzb63xLRIo/s1600-h/IMG_1825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtTc0_6uI/AAAAAAAAYNc/3zzb63xLRIo/s400/IMG_1825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;looks nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtTisMYkI/AAAAAAAAYNk/TYfkmpfPN3s/s1600-h/IMG_1831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLtTisMYkI/AAAAAAAAYNk/TYfkmpfPN3s/s400/IMG_1831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-9120665310075549230?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/9120665310075549230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=9120665310075549230' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/9120665310075549230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/9120665310075549230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-3.html' title='day 3'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsyMYqzVI/AAAAAAAAYLs/A3DIdIDIJPY/s72-c/IMG_1661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-873169466905792990</id><published>2008-09-29T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:39:15.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day two in a week of my life :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;first off, today is my hubby steve's 27th bday. happy birthday steve!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its been an interesting monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after a night of no sleep (the longest stretch of sleep i got was 3 hours. whats that about?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i woke up to a thunder storm! and we dont' get thunder and lightning much here in so cal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;saw a beautiful rainbow :)&lt;br /&gt;work was work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kids everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;paper work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;actually got a little scrapbooking done. fun stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stuck in side for part of the morning cause of the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then we all went for a walk. i love walks with kids :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;got chili's fajitas for lunch (for a good cause!) and dang, i was so freakin hungry i didn't take any pictures of it before i was done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;took a little nap. nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mellow afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that night i went to panera's for dinner and got a panini- yum! (so bad how much i spent on take out today!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went to class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fun class, but too late. was sooooooooooooooooooo exhuasted when i got home!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;decided to wait until the next morning to do this post, i needed my beauty rest :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'll post pictures later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and that concludes day 2..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA:  PICTURES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rainbow.  most random thunder storm.  thought i lived in so cal???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsiqptsdI/AAAAAAAAYK0/Zj8JA1r2g14/s1600-h/IMG_1572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsiqptsdI/AAAAAAAAYK0/Zj8JA1r2g14/s400/IMG_1572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;goober&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsiojuTOI/AAAAAAAAYK8/2bbErbthA6M/s1600-h/IMG_1625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsiojuTOI/AAAAAAAAYK8/2bbErbthA6M/s400/IMG_1625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;dream dinners.  i heart them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsiviEr1I/AAAAAAAAYLE/iPMoPQA7Tps/s1600-h/IMG_1634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsiviEr1I/AAAAAAAAYLE/iPMoPQA7Tps/s400/IMG_1634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;driving.  talking on the phone ear piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsi9U3nnI/AAAAAAAAYLM/lrpP92ddgig/s1600-h/IMG_1651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsi9U3nnI/AAAAAAAAYLM/lrpP92ddgig/s400/IMG_1651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yummer dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsoivwXtI/AAAAAAAAYLU/CykiVx2ui1c/s1600-h/IMG_1647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsoivwXtI/AAAAAAAAYLU/CykiVx2ui1c/s400/IMG_1647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;class.  i took it with no flash so no one would notice.  i'm such a dork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsotulrvI/AAAAAAAAYLc/zd28bC91MZg/s1600-h/IMG_1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsotulrvI/AAAAAAAAYLc/zd28bC91MZg/s400/IMG_1654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLso1-9U1I/AAAAAAAAYLk/5Mo-2CRlCTk/s1600-h/IMG_1656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLso1-9U1I/AAAAAAAAYLk/5Mo-2CRlCTk/s400/IMG_1656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-873169466905792990?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/873169466905792990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=873169466905792990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/873169466905792990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/873169466905792990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-two-in-week-of-my-life.html' title='day two in a week of my life :)'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOLsiqptsdI/AAAAAAAAYK0/Zj8JA1r2g14/s72-c/IMG_1572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-1107326945202276344</id><published>2008-09-28T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:39:33.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week in the life of ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was reading blogs last night, and I made it over to Ali Edwards site and read about this challenge.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/2008/09/weekend-creat-3.html#comments"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Document a week in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Intriguing.  I'm so in.  Cause I have so much free time.  And I choose a super busy week to document, not a normal everyday week.  But, my weeks always have something going on, so why not?  I decided to post it on this blog to keep me accountable (just as Ali did).  Not that anyone reads this anymore, seeing how I haven't done a new post here in almost 6 months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways, just thought it would be fun.  Just going to do a quick recap of my days, almost everyday, and hopefully a few pictures (probably no more than four, since Picasa 2 only lets you post 4 at a time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My first day :)  ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday, September 28th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day before Steve's actual 27th bday.  We decide to surpise him w/breakfast in bed.  Egg scramble, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dreamdinners.com/main.php?static=index"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dream dinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;scones, fancy cut orange, and a big glass of milk.  Plus a homemade bday card and 3 fun presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love this picture of jessica goofing around on the bed, steve eating in the backround.  love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOA9Ycxi69I/AAAAAAAAYJ8/KNjEBi9xgbo/s400/IMG_1546.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ignore my messy hair and absolutely NO makeup.  Love cuddling w/jessie k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOA9YrsOL_I/AAAAAAAAYKE/lUj7QF6uPeE/s1600-h/IMG_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOA9YrsOL_I/AAAAAAAAYKE/lUj7QF6uPeE/s400/IMG_1550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I got to take a nice hour long nap after Steve got up.  Sweet.  Then I served Jessica chicken nuggets and sweet potatoe fries for lunch.  Yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOA9Yh9W7SI/AAAAAAAAYKM/AvZth9VxLAQ/s1600-h/IMG_1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOA9Yh9W7SI/AAAAAAAAYKM/AvZth9VxLAQ/s400/IMG_1551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After Jessica went down, my friend Courtney and I went shopping at North County Mall in Escondido.  I NEVER shop anymore, but we needed to get dresses for a wedding we're going to THIS SATURDAY.   um yeah, lagging much?????  So I spent the next few hours at the mall, got a fabulous dress, some cute stuff for Jessica, and a subway sandwhich.  Eat Fresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then, got home and we went to Mariettas for a bday dinner w/Steve's family.  Wasn't so into the food tonight, but the desert was awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOA9YjjeolI/AAAAAAAAYKU/Vs9uuHHtNsY/s1600-h/IMG_1570.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SOA9YjjeolI/AAAAAAAAYKU/Vs9uuHHtNsY/s400/IMG_1570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So that is day 1 in a week in the life of me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SBARGSFviUI/AAAAAAAAGrE/wDcs_nEW6WM/s1600-h/IMG_6548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SBARGSFviUI/AAAAAAAAGrE/wDcs_nEW6WM/s400/IMG_6548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am loving being a mother, and cannot wait to have siblings for Jessica (15lbs to go!!!)&lt;br /&gt;A happy wife of almost 3 years&lt;br /&gt;A daughter&lt;br /&gt;A sister&lt;br /&gt;A daughter in law&lt;br /&gt;A sister in law&lt;br /&gt;A granddaughter&lt;br /&gt;A friend&lt;br /&gt;A boss (say what?)&lt;br /&gt;A cousin by the dozens&lt;br /&gt;lover of wine (still)&lt;br /&gt;cheese, healthy pop popcorn and fat free sugar free pudding (thank you ww!)&lt;br /&gt;believer in fabulous purses, sexy shoes, and in investing in good jeans&lt;br /&gt;A hard (hard) worker &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dedicated, Passionate, Loving, oh, and yeah, you're pretty funny (quoted by DH Steve)&lt;br /&gt;Kinda becoming a hippy&lt;br /&gt;An enviornmentalist&lt;br /&gt;A lover of books and a magazine hoochie mama!&lt;br /&gt;Wisher of more time for everything, especially scraping!&lt;br /&gt;Eater of Salads everyday (woot!)&lt;br /&gt;Yoga practicer- when I find the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A devout LOST watcher &lt;br /&gt;Needer of a trainer to push me to my limits&lt;br /&gt;Rocking a fun, young (I hope?) hair do, trying not to feel to old in my 27 years&lt;br /&gt;Lover of life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-1256019216872816237?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/1256019216872816237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=1256019216872816237' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/1256019216872816237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/1256019216872816237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-27.html' title='At 27'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SBARGSFviUI/AAAAAAAAGrE/wDcs_nEW6WM/s72-c/IMG_6548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-1371266882407383020</id><published>2008-03-08T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:58:12.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175630208574472930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R9OIQMbcwuI/AAAAAAAABjg/rwYo2C2PVkc/s400/great+grandma+adams+and+jessica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Grandma Adams passed away this past Wednesday. She was 90 years old,Mother to 8, Grandmother to 26 and Great Grandmother to 18!!!! I had heard the night before that she wasn't doing well, but I thought she would make it to the next week (when we'll be out there for my other Grandma's 90th bday party). I haven't lost many people close to me, the last was my Great Grandma when I was 13 and before that my Grandpa when I was 8. There has been a lot of tears, a lot of "I should haves" and mostly a lot of remembering. I thought I'd share a few memories I have of her, in a totally rambling way..........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories of Grandma Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma came out every winter to watch me and my brothers while my parents went away for a week or two for my dad’s business. They’d usually stay for a few months, to wait out the super cold weather in Iowa. We’d visit them every summer, and stay in their house. I loved the old farmhouse.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma would fry chicken whenever she’d come visit, and bake bread for my dad cause he loved it. She’d always serve dessert, usually little cookies, on a plate that she'd bring out just as the first person was starting to finish up "Supper" ("Dinner" was lunch time).&lt;br /&gt;When my parents left, they would leave the movie list from Midtown Videos. We’d pick out movies on the list, and Grandpa would go pick them up. Grandma would make us take our bathes and showers, then we could come downstairs to watch the movies. We’d eat gummy oranges that grandpa always had, and I would lay on grandma’s lap and she’d rub my head, play with my ears and pinch me. I loved to cuddled up on her lap, and did it up until recently (I remember doing it when I was pregnant with Jessica).&lt;br /&gt;She was very opinioned. I remember her telling me to not have my baby at my house like her crazy neighbor who had one in a hot tub (never told Grandma this was a dream of mine)&lt;br /&gt;She gave us all ‘names”- I was Kathryn Anne, my brother Chris was Christopher Clear, and Greg was Gregory Peck. I never understood where Grandma got Anne for me.&lt;br /&gt;She’s always say “Deetto Deeto Deetto” and I say that to this day, actually daily with my preschool (Where’s your belly button? Deeker deeker deeker!)&lt;br /&gt;She kept asking me when she was going to see her share of the money since I used Shuckleberries, a word she made us, as the name of my preschool.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the same hairdresser in Palo Alto, Mona, and she always told me that I had Grandma’s hair&lt;br /&gt;Grandma loved our family friend Arleen. I remember her coming over, and Grandma rubbing her head, too!&lt;br /&gt;Grandma would hang out with my best friend Jessica Reichert’s grandma, Mrs. Bader. I’m not sure what they would do, but Grandma would always get out her nicest scarves! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She was very proud to be Irish  (I totally inherited that, along with the thick hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We would go to church every Saturday night, and wait in the parking lot for 30 minutes before we went into the church.&lt;br /&gt;She thought my brother Chris was hilarious&lt;br /&gt;She was a huge flirt, and jokester &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was a devot Catholic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember parts of the poem that some of my girl cousins and i recieted at Grandma and Grandpa's 50th wedding anniversary.  She had been married over 60 years to my Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;She tried to “blackmail” me once when she saw my belly piercing before I told my parents. She’d always tease me and ask to borrow my purses in front of my parents.&lt;br /&gt;She once told my cousin Abby and I that she had a tattoo of Elvison her hip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She drank 7up and Peach schnaps or vodka.&lt;br /&gt;She had a very strong presence, a strong personality; she loved her family, had a great sense of humor and was a loving wife and wonderful mother, grandmother and great grandmother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her so much, and miss her tons already.&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/17432054-1371266882407383020?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/1371266882407383020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=1371266882407383020' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/1371266882407383020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/1371266882407383020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/03/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R9OIQMbcwuI/AAAAAAAABjg/rwYo2C2PVkc/s72-c/great+grandma+adams+and+jessica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-6446320434324320193</id><published>2008-03-02T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:14:12.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been Tagged!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Haven't done one of these for a long time, but thought it would be fun for a scrapbook page, since I"m in scarpbook mode tonight (cause I was hosting a scrapbooking party tonight.  Got 2 and like two halves finished.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Whats your name spelt backwards? &lt;em&gt;tak.  that kinda sucks....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What did you do last night? &lt;em&gt;worked out, steve grilled a fabulous dinner, we watched a Soprano's episode, worked on thank yous for Jessica's bday party, and cuddled w/Steve ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The last thing you downloaded onto your computer? &lt;em&gt;its a new computer, so i dont' think i've downloaded anything.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have you ever licked a 9 volt battery? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why would you do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Last time you swam in a pool? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't do bathing suits.  Seriously has to have been like 5 years at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;What are you wearing? &lt;em&gt;steve's big blue billabong sweatshirt, and grey sweat pants from the $5 store!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How many cars have you owned? &lt;em&gt;Two, both my parents old cars.  Next one I'll buy all by myself, and it'll be brand spankin new!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Type of music you dislike most? &lt;em&gt;Non in particular, I really do like most all music.  Just annoying songs that suck- don't like those&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Are you register to vote? &lt;em&gt;Yes I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have cable? &lt;em&gt;don't think i could do with out it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What kind of computer do you use? I just moved to a PC!!!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know most people are dying for a Mac, but since my husband and father-in-law were both PC literate and knew nothing about Macs, decided it was about time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ever made a prank phone call? &lt;em&gt;um, YEAH!  just ask my BFF Jessica........... (yep, baby Jessica's namesake)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You like anyone right now? &lt;em&gt;my hubbie :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving? &lt;em&gt;neither, but if i were to do one, I think I'd choose sky diving.  Don't like the idea of the snapping back part of the bungee.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Furthest place you ever traveled? &lt;em&gt;Japan/Singapore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite comic strip? &lt;em&gt;there's actually quite a few I like.  I like Pickles cause it always makes me laugh and think about my parents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u know all the words to the national anthem? &lt;em&gt;maybe?  I've never song it by myself befor&lt;/em&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shower, morning or night? &lt;em&gt;morning to wake me up, and evening i prefer a bath, after i work out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Best movie you've seen in the past month? &lt;em&gt;Haven't seen any new movies.  Last night I watched Wedding Crashers.  Thats a good one......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pizza toppings? &lt;em&gt;cheese, pineapple, green peppers, olives and sausages.  Mmmmmmm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chips or popcorn? &lt;em&gt;Healthy Pop popcorn.  Gooooooooood Stuff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What cell phone provider do you have? Verizon.  Can you hear me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have you ever smoked peanut shells? &lt;em&gt;what????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have you ever been in a beauty pageant? &lt;em&gt;Nopeo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Orange Juice or apple? &lt;em&gt;Orange&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Who were the last people you sat at lunch with? &lt;em&gt;My hubby Steve and baby girl Jessica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;favorite chocolate bar? &lt;em&gt;mmmmm, chocolate bars.   Oh, um, all of them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Who is your longest friend and how long? &lt;em&gt;Kendra, for over 20 years!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last time you ate a homegrown tomato? &lt;em&gt;this past summer from my hubby Steve's garden.  Love that my husband can garden.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have you ever won a trophy?  &lt;em&gt;Every year in soccer&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Favorite arcade game? &lt;em&gt;yeah, totally don't play those&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ever ordered from an infomercial? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;proactiv? does that count? and then one night I tried to order something, luckily it didnt' work out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Sprite or 7-UP? &lt;em&gt;Really don't care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have you ever had to wear a uniform to school/work? &lt;em&gt;Kinda, had work attire requirements&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last thing you bought at Walgreens? &lt;em&gt;don't go there, sorry!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ever thrown up in public? &lt;em&gt;Not like in public in front of people. That would be embarassing&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Would you prefer being a millionaire or finding true love? &lt;em&gt;finding true love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight? &lt;em&gt;Hey BILLABONG! Guess thats a yes........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SPONGEBOB OR JIMMY NEUTRON? &lt;em&gt;over them both&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Did you have long hair as a young kid? &lt;em&gt;Always wanted super long hair, but yeah, I rocked the Dorthy Hamil do, then a total mullet.  Not cute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What message is on your voicemail machine? "&lt;em&gt;Whats up, you've reached Kat Post.  Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible."  Or something like that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where would you like to go right now? &lt;em&gt;probably to bed.  or a place where i had a lot of energy to stay up and scrap all night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Whats the name of your pet? &lt;em&gt;don't have any.  last pet fish, a beta, named warner, just died.  RIP warner........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of back pack do you have, and what's in it? &lt;em&gt;I still have the same backpack as from college.  But I use it for fieldtrips with the preschool.  So i have permission slips, baby wipes, diapers, water and a first aid kit in it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What do you think about most? &lt;em&gt;the future and Jessica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bloggers I'm tagging? &lt;em&gt;No pressure- but Muriel and Rachel F. (do you still have your blog?) and anyone else!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-6446320434324320193?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/6446320434324320193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=6446320434324320193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/6446320434324320193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/6446320434324320193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been Tagged!!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-6777940607955773568</id><published>2007-12-27T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:05:45.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>So, for the past few years I feel like I haven't given the best presents to my family.  I decided this year to kick it up a notch, and make calenders of everyone's favorite baby girl.  Originally it was going to be one calender per household, but then I decided to do this desk calenders, and thought that everyone would fight over who's desk it would be on- so I ended up making 5.  And I hand stamped all the days.  Took over 2000 stamps, Steve did the math.  Good thing I started in October..........  And lets just say next year its only one per household ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmhFe8MzI/AAAAAAAAA0k/E-K1p6oSisA/s1600-h/cover+for+calender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852992584987442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmhFe8MzI/AAAAAAAAA0k/E-K1p6oSisA/s320/cover+for+calender.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmcVe8MyI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ovi-KtMwhys/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852910980608802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmcVe8MyI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ovi-KtMwhys/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmV1e8MxI/AAAAAAAAA0U/DPtI0gQCkGo/s1600-h/calender+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852799311459090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmV1e8MxI/AAAAAAAAA0U/DPtI0gQCkGo/s320/calender+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmRle8MwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/iIk42h_zPk4/s1600-h/calender+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852726297015042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmRle8MwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/iIk42h_zPk4/s320/calender+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmNVe8MvI/AAAAAAAAA0E/mMzcU_16YYc/s1600-h/calender+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852653282570994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmNVe8MvI/AAAAAAAAA0E/mMzcU_16YYc/s320/calender+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmJ1e8MuI/AAAAAAAAAz8/0hIX4qN8XuM/s1600-h/calender+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852593153028834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmJ1e8MuI/AAAAAAAAAz8/0hIX4qN8XuM/s320/calender+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmGFe8MtI/AAAAAAAAAz0/RSXQYUkRq98/s1600-h/calender+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852528728519378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmGFe8MtI/AAAAAAAAAz0/RSXQYUkRq98/s320/calender+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmBFe8MsI/AAAAAAAAAzs/QZ08rjoXO-Q/s1600-h/calender+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852442829173442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmBFe8MsI/AAAAAAAAAzs/QZ08rjoXO-Q/s320/calender+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852374109696690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3Rl9Fe8MrI/AAAAAAAAAzk/22p-TI_PWcs/s320/calender+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3Rl41e8MqI/AAAAAAAAAzc/BKp1PNCWI4w/s1600-h/calender+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852301095252642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3Rl41e8MqI/AAAAAAAAAzc/BKp1PNCWI4w/s320/calender+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3Rlz1e8MpI/AAAAAAAAAzU/KhTY7pBcG-s/s1600-h/calender+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852215195906706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3Rlz1e8MpI/AAAAAAAAAzU/KhTY7pBcG-s/s320/calender+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RlvFe8MoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/LLbB-cK_ouM/s1600-h/calender+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852133591528066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RlvFe8MoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/LLbB-cK_ouM/s320/calender+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RlqFe8MnI/AAAAAAAAAzE/QWqokYumwb0/s1600-h/calender+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148852047692182130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RlqFe8MnI/AAAAAAAAAzE/QWqokYumwb0/s320/calender+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RldFe8MmI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Hh5IF57dkxw/s1600-h/calender+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148851824353882722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RldFe8MmI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Hh5IF57dkxw/s320/calender+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148851734159569490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RlX1e8MlI/AAAAAAAAAy0/cg57otsiVXg/s320/calender+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the flip side of each month I did a matching color and tiny square picture.  This was Aprils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RlPVe8MkI/AAAAAAAAAys/D1cKAwM3mpA/s1600-h/calender14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148851588130681410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RlPVe8MkI/AAAAAAAAAys/D1cKAwM3mpA/s320/calender14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The very back of the calender.  Gotta love a nekkid baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3Rkh1e8MjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/dNHR-n_Tw54/s1600-h/calender+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148850806446633522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3Rkh1e8MjI/AAAAAAAAAyk/dNHR-n_Tw54/s320/calender+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I"m off to get some scrapping done!!!!  My scanner isn't working, but I got a new computer so hopefully I'll be able to fix it when its all set up.  OH!  anyone know how to transfer fonts from a Mac to a PC?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all have a happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-6777940607955773568?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/6777940607955773568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=6777940607955773568' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/6777940607955773568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/6777940607955773568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R3RmhFe8MzI/AAAAAAAAA0k/E-K1p6oSisA/s72-c/cover+for+calender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-6538627352193662089</id><published>2007-11-27T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:52:57.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if it makes you happy........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before. My scrap "space" yeah, not so good. you can see why i didn't get much srapping done. it was a total mess, and there was good feng shui (sp?). i let it start to get messy when i was pregnant, and just kinda let it go since then. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R0zwx_NB-mI/AAAAAAAAAss/9KjJfEILt4A/s1600-h/november+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137746016493238882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R0zwx_NB-mI/AAAAAAAAAss/9KjJfEILt4A/s400/november+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;We finally set aside a time to organize and clean up and all that good stuff. We took veterans weekend, we got steve's parents to help out with jessica. i got a new desk, so fun organizing things, and voila!!!! My NEW and IMPROVED scrap room!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R0zvbfNB-lI/AAAAAAAAAsk/_zFRj1i11JI/s1600-h/november+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137744530434554450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R0zvbfNB-lI/AAAAAAAAAsk/_zFRj1i11JI/s400/november+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt' it beautiful? it makes me very happy. i have since scrapbooked quite a few pages. i'll have to post those soon. My next project is getting a new computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a "details" pic of my main scrap area.  finally got a ribbon thingy to hang the ribbon, got a bunch of jars to sort my random ribbons and flowers.  seriously *LOVE* my space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R0zzIPNB-oI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CyaP2nJYu8Y/s1600-h/november+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137748597768583810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R0zzIPNB-oI/AAAAAAAAAs8/CyaP2nJYu8Y/s320/november+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pages to come soon!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-6538627352193662089?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/6538627352193662089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=6538627352193662089' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/6538627352193662089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/6538627352193662089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-it-makes-you-happy.html' title='if it makes you happy........'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/R0zwx_NB-mI/AAAAAAAAAss/9KjJfEILt4A/s72-c/november+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-2984841929436437996</id><published>2007-09-30T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T20:26:51.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCRAPTASTIC!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;woot! finally getting some scrappin done! thanks to muriel for being my buddy, and given some advice- i busted out FIVE layouts today!!!!!! so excited. defiently need it. scrapping is my release. and i was about to blow.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;first time taking pictures of layouts, and didn't do so well. but i no longer have the time (or patience) to try and perfect it, so what you see is what you get! i may scan a few and put them on 2peas, but that may be asking a little much........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so excuse the horrible crops, the off colors, and the glare of the flash (guess i'll have to do it durin the day to use natural light). sorry no stories behind the pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and yeah, hope the nekid pregnancy pic of me insnt' too scandalous. i wanted to post the pics when i was pregnant but was too nervous, and now i appreciate what a beautiful thing the pregnant body is. except for my pregnant face- all bloated and stuff. not cute. cut that out. but i LOVE the layout. so sorry if i offended anyone with my nekidness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBoCq6rwaI/AAAAAAAAAWU/iwgkxIl63fI/s1600-h/september+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116203571782336930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBoCq6rwaI/AAAAAAAAAWU/iwgkxIl63fI/s400/september+177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBnza6rwZI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ILR3iyKWEh0/s1600-h/september+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116203309789331858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBnza6rwZI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ILR3iyKWEh0/s400/september+179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBnR66rwYI/AAAAAAAAAWE/co2jRVRxb8Q/s1600-h/september+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116202734263714178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBnR66rwYI/AAAAAAAAAWE/co2jRVRxb8Q/s400/september+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBnB66rwXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0JCiILdHFwo/s1600-h/september+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116202459385807218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBnB66rwXI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0JCiILdHFwo/s400/september+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBmp66rwWI/AAAAAAAAAV0/F3VcQG1VPww/s1600-h/september+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116202047068946786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBmp66rwWI/AAAAAAAAAV0/F3VcQG1VPww/s400/september+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBmGa6rwVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/7ZQ0pn59x60/s1600-h/september+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116201437183590738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBmGa6rwVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/7ZQ0pn59x60/s400/september+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBls66rwUI/AAAAAAAAAVk/DT3YJbp3HsY/s1600-h/september+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116200999096926530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBls66rwUI/AAAAAAAAAVk/DT3YJbp3HsY/s400/september+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBotK6rwbI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U25wTwxv6UU/s1600-h/september+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116204301926777266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBotK6rwbI/AAAAAAAAAWc/U25wTwxv6UU/s400/september+184.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/17432054-2984841929436437996?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/2984841929436437996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=2984841929436437996' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/2984841929436437996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/2984841929436437996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2007/09/scraptastic.html' title='SCRAPTASTIC!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RwBoCq6rwaI/AAAAAAAAAWU/iwgkxIl63fI/s72-c/september+177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-935704191045666369</id><published>2007-09-09T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:04:37.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(trying) to make a difference.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RuS78a8XkcI/AAAAAAAAAUc/94I9LdaziME/s1600-h/augustearly+september+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108414524044054978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RuS78a8XkcI/AAAAAAAAAUc/94I9LdaziME/s400/augustearly+september+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So &lt;a href="http://www.jessicafulkerson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessie&lt;/a&gt; posted a dare like a bazillion months ago, and i am now finally posting the picture. so i know i missed the oppurtunity, but still wanted to post the picture to prove that we ARE using our grocery store canvas bags! trying to make a difference. we bought two sets, and we leave them in our cars so that we cant' forget them! being doing good...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i've been surprising myself recently with what a hippie i've become. i never thought that i would ever want to do a natural birth. that i'd make my own baby food. that i'd be so into organic food. that i'd have compost.  i recycle.  try to only use what i need.  use those energy saving light bulbs.  and since i drive a suburban, i use steves car unless that extra seats are needed (hello preschool fieldtrips!). and i am looking into those energy effiecent SUVs. the &lt;a href="http://www.toyota.com/Prius/"&gt;toyota prius' &lt;/a&gt;are starting to grow on me. love reading articles on making your home "green."  surprised of how i've become.  but its who i am, and its a good thing.  tryin' to keep it green ;)&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/17432054-935704191045666369?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/935704191045666369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=935704191045666369' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/935704191045666369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/935704191045666369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2007/09/trying-to-make-difference.html' title='(trying) to make a difference.......'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RuS78a8XkcI/AAAAAAAAAUc/94I9LdaziME/s72-c/augustearly+september+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-8875092499299020243</id><published>2007-06-15T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:39:47.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>very cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RnM4r_cxZQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qhEMost9dj4/s1600-h/ALI!!!!!!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076463533394322690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RnM4r_cxZQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qhEMost9dj4/s400/ALI!!!!!!!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yep- I got to meet &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/"&gt;Ali Edwards&lt;/a&gt;.  So very cool.  She's so laid back, so talented, so real.  Yet i was SOOOOOOOOOOO nervous to meet her.  and then i got to take a picture with her.  and i look HORRIBLE.  i'm so sad.  my hair just needs to be flipped a bit, and i just needed to have already lost that (ahem*20pounds*ahem) baby weight.  but ali looks cute!  seriously, so much fun.  i'm bummed that my friend &lt;a href="http://marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muriel&lt;/a&gt; and I just missed each other, but it was cool.  There was food and wine (and you know i love my wine!).  I came an hour late- had to get &lt;a href="http://expectingbabypost.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica &lt;/a&gt; (oh, and check out her new four month picutre.  shameless plus) to sleep before i could leave her with the babysitter (Steve was at his softball game, so I had one of my assistants watch her).  I got there at Q&amp;A time.  She has such an interesting story of how she got into scrapbooking.  and such an awesome outlook on life. she would defiently be a cool chick to hang out with!  then there was "desert" time and there was a raffle ( i won some cool dream stickers from rusty pickle- perfect for my dream journal i want to start!) and then i got to get my picture taken with her.  she signed her design book (the second one) and a make and take we put together.  and there was a chocolate fountain.  got to love that.  but never gonna lose the baby weight if i keep eating them.  luckily (or unluckily, however you want to look at it) i don't get a chance to eat with them that often.    anyways, off topic.  so it was so awesome to see ali talk, check out her scrapbooks (AMAZING) in person, get out of the house!!!!!, actually MEET ali (even though i was so nervous!), and get back into the scrapping world.  not that i've scrapped anything yet- but i plan to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anyways, just wanting to let everyone know about my very cool experience meeting the fabulous &lt;a href="http://aliedwards.typepad.com/_a_/"&gt;Ali Edwards&lt;/a&gt;.  And i am sharing the picture of Ali and me, even though i look horrible.  only because its with Ali.  and its the only proof i have ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RnM5QfcxZRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/vtxfYZCztSo/s1600-h/ali+edwards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076464160459547922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/RnM5QfcxZRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/vtxfYZCztSo/s320/ali+edwards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-8875092499299020243?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/8875092499299020243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-4028411197230183475</id><published>2007-05-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T21:36:41.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;life has been quite the rollercoaster for me recently.  but in a good way.  i can't believe i'm finally a mother.  and that my baby girl is already growing up too fast.  i can't believe that i'm growing up so fast.  my husband, a teacher, has an eigth grade class.  they're doing an end of the year skit thing- and its supposed to be 90's themed.  omg, we're that old now that the 90's are a theme?  it was almost a decade ago.   and makes me think of bodysuits- do you remember those!  that thought just cracks me up.  what do eighth graders know about the 90's- they were like BORN then.  my point being- it feels like just yesterday i was sporting those body suits, slap braclets, hyper color, jamming out to vanilla ice, mc hammer and paula abdul.  salt n peppa.  i could go on.  and now- i'm a mommy.  i do the annoying baby voice (at least its only with my baby and not my husband).  i work and make money.  i guess i'm officially an adult.  two years till my first high school reunion.  wow.  so as i said, life is quite a rollercoaster.  but i'm actually enjoying this ride..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-4028411197230183475?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/4028411197230183475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=4028411197230183475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Finally a mommy to my beautiful baby Jessica Kathryn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a wife to sexy Steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a preschool teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;living in my juicy sweat pants and target built-in-nursingbra tanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lover of wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;scrapbooker, in my dreams.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;loving nights in with my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;snuggling in bed with my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;worrier about money and the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chocoholic (it got worse sice i've been prenant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a breastfeeding mama- and proud of it!!!&amp;a friend, a sister, a daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;addicted to silly tv shows and gossip magazines (&amp;amp; blogs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lover of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-1839369687447355134?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/1839369687447355134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=1839369687447355134' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/1839369687447355134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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was pregnant, and now have a beautiful baby girl!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This blog is going to go on the back burner for awhile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;until then, you can check out my beautiful baby girl at my baby blog &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expectingbabypost.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-5364391201376139758?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-116516993028248556</id><published>2006-12-03T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T10:18:50.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Scrapbooking Babs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Not really an "ode" since I'm not that talented of a writer, but more like a fabulous list of why scrapbooking is so fab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Scrapbooking, so much more than pictures and paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Embellishments, stickers, chipboard, paint, transparencies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and more than what goes on the paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;there is the community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the websites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the celebrities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the competitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the stores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the retreats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the lifestyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yes, scrapbooking is so much more than people (non-scrappers) realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It is a way of life, a way to perserve yourself for the future, a way to rewind and relax, a way to be creative and to express yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Where would we be with out this wonderful artform?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I for one would not have met as many fabulous women as I have- including the Fabulous BDAY girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://babssbabble.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;!!!!  We met through a circle journal group, and have been enjoying each others scrappy styles (though she can bust out the pages much faster than me! check out some of her fab pages&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://twopeasinabucket.kaboose.com/userprofile.asp?user_id=96463"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twopeasinabucket.kaboose.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2peas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the site that brought us together) and reading each others blogs.  For her birthday today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://angiebecause.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;set up a little blog tribute to the things Barb loves.  So thank you Angie for including me, and Happy Birthday Barb!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-116516993028248556?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116516993028248556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=116516993028248556' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116516993028248556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116516993028248556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/12/ode-to-scrapbooking-babs.html' title='Ode to Scrapbooking Babs'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-116490106799065147</id><published>2006-11-30T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T07:37:48.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this entry is for &lt;a href="http://wendysophia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wendy's&lt;/a&gt; "Whats in a name" Circle journal- such a fun, fab idea!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was born Kathryn Roberta, but called Katie Bob (and I just realized that Bob was short for Roberta, um, a few months ago.  Yeah, talk about slow......) as a little girl.  Kathryn means "pure"- I think my dad may have had a touch of wishful thinking, and Roberta after my mother.  My brother's middle name is after my dad.  I've always loved this.  We are passing this tradition on to our future children now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;  I've always loved the way that Kathryn was spelt, to me, its the "right" way.  I never disliked my name- but when I went to kindergarden and discovered my name was Kathryn and not Katie, I quickly changed it to Kathryn- and have not let anyone call me Katie since!  I remember not answering my younger brother when he would say Katie- it would bug me!!!!  I still have cousins that will occasionally call me Katie, but other than that I've pretty much grown out of it.  When I got to highschool a boyfriend of one of my best friends started to call me Kat.  And it kind of stuck.  I liked it, thought it fit me better :)  My longtime friends still call me Kathryn, but everyone I've met since I left my hometown for college has called me Kat.  I do get the occasionally "kitty cat"  or "meow" and it does bug- I"m not a freakin feline people!  And its spelled with a K!!!  But i still think my name is fun.  Then I married my husband with the last name Post.  When we were dating and I realized that I would become Kat Post if we married, I freaked out a little.  But now I think its funny.  Kat Post, thats me!!! :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-116490106799065147?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116490106799065147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=116490106799065147' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116490106799065147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116490106799065147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/11/whats-in-name.html' title='Whats in a name?'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-116459546817921047</id><published>2006-11-26T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T18:44:28.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have a lot to be thankful for this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Though life is crazy right now, I thought I'd take a second to write it all down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful for the baby growing inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful that I am HEALTHY, and that I am having a healthy pregnancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful for my sexy husband, for his support, for his back rubs and jokes, for all his support, for him being the best husband ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful for my beautiful home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful for my wonderful preschool that allows me to work at home and enjoy what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful for all my fabulous friends, all over the world, who make me laugh, who listen, who are there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful for my family, both old and new, for their health and the fact that there is no drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Its nice to sit and think about all I have to be thankful for, especially when life has recently been pretty overwhelming for me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hope you all had a wonderful thanksgiving weekend (oh yeah- I'm also very thankful for holiday four day weekends!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-116459546817921047?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116459546817921047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=116459546817921047' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116459546817921047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116459546817921047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-thankful.html' title='I am Thankful......'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-116291416051371786</id><published>2006-11-07T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T07:42:40.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop the madness!!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG, can i even tell you how happy I am that election day if FINALLY here?&lt;br /&gt;Not because of some proposition, or some canidate, or any of that- but because it means NO MORE POLITICAL PHONE CALLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;those things have been driving me insane!&lt;br /&gt;cause, ya know, i get excited when the phone rings.  someone is calling me :)  it could be friends or family, or even a potential client.  So when i answer, and after a delay of at least 5 seconds- to the point i almost hang up- when i hear those pre-recorded messages i want to scream!!&lt;br /&gt;so freakin annoying&lt;br /&gt;made me so mad, i just don't even want to vote!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-116291416051371786?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116291416051371786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=116291416051371786' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116291416051371786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116291416051371786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/11/stop-madness.html' title='Stop the madness!!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-116230859849347605</id><published>2006-10-31T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T07:29:58.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Halloween!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wanted to do a costume post on all my past costumes, but life has gotten a little hectic (whats new!) so i haven't been able to.  maybe later this week? or is that not cool since halloween will be over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh well- i'll figure it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope you all have a fun, safe, and&lt;/span&gt; HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-116230859849347605?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116230859849347605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=116230859849347605' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116230859849347605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116230859849347605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-116161504908538386</id><published>2006-10-23T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:21:41.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all mom's love jack johnson</title><content type='html'>ok, first off, i am aware that i've been a horrible blogger. at least on this blog. life has been crazy, but there really isn't all that much i can show for it. so i'm sorry. i'll try to be better.&lt;br /&gt;but here are a few things i've been up to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-sopranos.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOPRANOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve and I finished season one, and are now on to season 2. thanks to &lt;a href="http://odieapodaca.blogspot.com/"&gt;odette &lt;/a&gt;for the heads up when costco was having all the seasons HALF OFF. so steve got a fabulous bday present of the first 3 seasons of Sopranons :) This is our favorite show. pretty much the ONLY show that the two of us watch together and both like. we started watching during season 4. i had never seen any of the first three seasons, and steve's seen only a few episodes. so its been very fun. i'm gonna try to get all the seasons in before season six resumes (is that they way you say that?) early next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCRAPPING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend (as in a week ago) i totally got my scrap on. totally had the mojo flowing. so i left all my stuff on the dining room table, hoping to get more done this weekend. did i? nope. not so much. but its still on the table. maybe next weekend???? (and i have yet to post any of my layouts. i suck).  i realized that i can get much more creative w/my 8x11 lo's.  my 12 x 12 i kinda stick to a simplier style.  wonder why that is? hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GETTING HUGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still preggers and getting HUGE.  about to post my six month pics on my &lt;a href="http://expectingbabypost.blogspot.com/"&gt;baby blog&lt;/a&gt;.  makes me tired, gives me heartburn, and it sucks when the Santa Ana's hit and i get HORRIBLE allergies and there really isn't much i can do.................. but i am SO excited =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommy chong, of &lt;a href="http://www.cheechandchong.com/"&gt;cheech and chong&lt;/a&gt;.  saw him at a comedy club last weekend- my first show ever.  all i've got to say is that dude has smoked WAY too much pot.  but it was good times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jackjohnsonmusic.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;JACK JOHNSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this middle schooler at steve's school announced that "all mom's love jack johnson" when, for whatever reason, jack came up in conversation.  what?  i had no idea that this was the category that jack fell in.  i mean, i guess i'm technecally a "mom" now, so its ok- but i just thought jack was more of a college  students kinda music, or a surfer dudes kinda music.  but  a "mom's" music?  hmmmmm.  but maybe thats because thats who i listened to in college?   and my mom doesn't listen to him. wow.  probably making a much bigger deal out of this.  and i still love jackster.  i guess it just made me realize that i'm not young and hip any more.  not to the "future" generations anyway.  dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;um, yeah, and thats about it.  my life ain't all that exciting right now.  i'll do a scrapping post soon.  i promise! i'll get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-116161504908538386?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/116161504908538386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=116161504908538386' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116161504908538386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/116161504908538386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/10/all-moms-love-jack-johnson.html' title='all mom&apos;s love jack johnson'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115999711286312024</id><published>2006-10-04T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T14:25:12.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some fabulous happenings esta noche.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LOST is finally back tonight- i cannot wait to watch!! hopefully i'll be able to stay up that late....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and, steve bought me a prenatal massage ;)  could he be more fabulous?  i'm so freakin stoked.  yep, tonight will be a good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hope everyone is having a fabulous hump day!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115999711286312024?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115999711286312024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115999711286312024' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115999711286312024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115999711286312024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-fabulous-happenings-esta-noche.html' title='some fabulous happenings esta noche.........'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115954022941036532</id><published>2006-09-29T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T07:30:29.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEXY HUBBY!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today is my sexy hubby's 25th Birthday. Woo hoo for quarter life!&lt;br /&gt;So, in honor of his bday, here is a list of some of the reasons he's the best;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;-He buys me ice cream AND magazines when I'm having a pregnancy craving ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Every(other) Sunday he pulls out the Michael's ad for me so that I can have the 40% off coupon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Even when he's asleep, I can just nodge him a certain way and he'll put out his arm to let me snuggle up with him and start to rub my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He comes home from a crazy, busy, hard day at work to a house full of preschooler and toddlers, and he never complains. In fact, I think he kind of likes it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On that preschool topic- he plays with the kids, and is soooo good with him. He's so ready to be the BEST DAD ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He's never too stubborn to say he's sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He's hilarious. And he thinks I'm hilarious too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He incourages me to take "me" time and relax or scrapbook. That rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He reads to baby almost every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He gets along with my brothers and parents soooooo well. Sometimes too well, it can be like having a third brother.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He's patient with me when I try to understand baseball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He always tells me he loves me and gives me kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on. But those are just some of the reasons my hubby is the best.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Steve- hope you have a FABULOUS birthday, and that you enjoyed those bday pancakes! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115954022941036532?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115954022941036532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115954022941036532' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115954022941036532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115954022941036532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-sexy-hubby.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEXY HUBBY!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115913768004912497</id><published>2006-09-24T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T15:41:20.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 songs that make me remember......</title><content type='html'>This is inspired by &lt;a href="http://slippersnsocks.blogspot.com//"&gt;Elizabeth's&lt;/a&gt; CJ topic. But we had to pick only 3 songs.  At first I wasn't sure what to pick- but then quickly realized how many songs I could list!!!  So here are 10 that I randomly picked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Next Episode- Dr. Dre and Snoop Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the all time best college/party songs EVER.  whenever i hear this song i just want to bust out a little c-walking.  not that i ever knew how.  but thats what the music makes me want to do.  freshman and sophmore year in isla vista we would hear this song every weekend night (thursday - saturday) and would know thats where the party was at.  the best part is the very end when EVERYONE tries to sing that last line in time.  so fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ladies Night- Lil' Kim, Missy Elliot, DaBrat and other fabulous rappin women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My highschool girlfriends would probably tell you I totally overplayed this song.  But i loved it!  I was all about our "Ladies' Nights" when the girls would get together and get into trouble (ok, maybe not really get into trouble- but we'd have fun!)  and every mixed-tape I would make (before CD burning was around) it would have this song.  Just reminds me of hanging out with my ladies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoop- Salt n Pepa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO seventh grade.  And one of the first songs I memorized every word to.  Makes me think of 7th grade dances, when all the girls would be seperated from all the boys, and we'd sing this song.  LOVE it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;California Girls- Beach Boys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beach Boys are the first musical group that I ever got into.  In second grade.  My friends and I totally thought this song was all about us- we were afterall "California Girls."  I remember trying to sing this song word for word at sleepovers, and the night my parents went to a Beach Boys concert and didnt' bring me.  It was at Shoreline ampitheater, which was notorious for being "too loud"- so I sat up in my treehouse with my best friend Jessica and we SWORE we could hear them singing Califronia Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Better Together- Jack Johnson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could list pretty much every Jack Johnson song here and have it make me think of something- but this particular song will always have the most meaning to me.  It was Steve and my first dance at our wedding.  We took dance classes and learned a rhumba to it.  We practiced everynight for weeks- and it came out perfectly when we performed it.  Oh how i Love the Jack man.  and the song.  We can still do the dance.  And we're still better together.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty Woman- Roy Orbison&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheeseburger in Paradise- Jimmy Buffet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red-headed Stranger- Willie Nelson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Unchained Melody- The Righteous Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few of the songs that make me think of my Dad.  We'd be driving around in Pancho (now my trusty green suburban) and when any of these songs came on- or he'd stick them in the CD player- my dad would turn it up FULL BLAST and sing on the top of his lungs!!!!  We used to pretend to be embarassed or annoyed, but my brothers and I got a total kick out of it.  And I always thought it was sweet when he would sing Unchained Melodies to my mom :)  If it werent' for my dad, I wouldn't have learned to appreciate nearly as much music as I do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;End of the Road- Boys II Men&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was played at the end of every dance, and the one I remember most is the end of the 8th grade promotion dance.  No longer in Junior High- moving up to big old High School.  and we all cried.  such drama.  But i still love this song.  Fitting for the last song on my short list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many other songs I could list.  Seriously.  But these are just a few that come to mind.  Super fun cj topic Elizabeth- thanks!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115913768004912497?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115913768004912497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115913768004912497' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115913768004912497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115913768004912497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/10-songs-that-make-me-remember.html' title='10 songs that make me remember......'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115880926403108194</id><published>2006-09-20T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:27:44.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i watch trash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yep.  i'm embarassed to admit it.  i feel the need to cover my belly button so baby doesn't see what i'm watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;let me back up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wednesday nights steve plays softball w/some friends from his school.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i used to go to yoga, but this whole preggo thing?  yeah, &lt;a href="http://blueravenyoga.com/index.html"&gt;ashtanga yoga&lt;/a&gt;+preggo me=not gonna happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so its my night to veg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;make mac &amp; cheese (w/hotdogs and peas- YUM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and watch my tivo-ed trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;since most of my regular shows haven't started yet (and they are on WAY past my bedtime, but thats another post) i just watch trash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;embarassed to admit that i am in love with &lt;a href="http://www.playboy.com/arts-entertainment/features/girlsnextdoor/"&gt;The Girls Next Door&lt;/a&gt;.  so fun to watch.  but when i think about it, its freakin disgusting!  i mean, hugh hefner is 80 freakin years old.  he could be like his girlfriends grandpa- even great grandpa!  and- there is THREE of them!!!!!  um, ew?  thats just gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but all that aside- the show cracks me up!  and the fact that these girls are ok with the situation, really intrigues me.   (sorry, don' t think i spelled that right, don't feel like spell checking to find out.......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i guess i really just don't get it, so it amuses me.  kinda like my whole liking to read about psychopath serial killers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i think i'm just really weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i also just started watching &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/nip-tuck/show/17095/summary.html"&gt;Nip/Tuck&lt;/a&gt;.  that show is like a porno.  seriously.  thats really when i cover the belly botton- baby is SO not allowed to watch this show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and then, i watch my tivo-ed trash shows, and by the time i'm done- its time for shower and bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh goodness, what has my life become?  i'm bare foot and pregnant, eatin mac and cheese, watching trash on the toob.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but only wednesday nights..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115880926403108194?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115880926403108194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115880926403108194' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115880926403108194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115880926403108194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-watch-trash.html' title='i watch trash'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115835073444795633</id><published>2006-09-15T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T13:05:34.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jill!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ok, so twopeas is being stupid and not letting me post!!!!!! i'm gonna try again in minute, but i thought i'd at least put it up here so that Jill know's that i'm thinking of her on her bday and wishing her a happy bday!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's your "Sweet 16" bday layout :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/sweet%2016%20for%20jill"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/sweet%2016%20for%20jill%27s%20bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it didn't come out atallllll like i originally planned, but i think it works. i used the red and blue from the pic, AC pp, lil davis letter stickers, hs chipboard numbers, ghost flowers, and sei brads.  oh, and sp purkey font.  i painted the edge of the pp, the pic and the flowers.  well, all but one of the flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jill- i hope you have a fabulous bday and enjoy all your fun layouts!!! Thanks Darcy for coming up wtih such a fab idea and including me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i hope everyone has a fabulous weekend!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115835073444795633?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115835073444795633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115835073444795633' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115835073444795633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115835073444795633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-jill.html' title='Happy Birthday Jill!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115802395697316905</id><published>2006-09-11T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:33:50.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do you want to know a secret??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i just finished reading&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Red-Dragon-Thomas-Harris/dp/0440206154"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Red Dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;the prequel to Silence of the Lamb. For the third time. Friday night we rented&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Red-Dragon-Thomas-Harris/dp/0440206154"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; i love reading books then watching the movie. most of the time the book is better. for this one, i think that they complement each other- and i actually like the movie's ending better than the book. now i'm reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/explorer/0312924585/2/ref=pd_lpo_ase/104-9527849-4509547?ie=UTF8"&gt;Silence of the Lamb&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i loooooooooove&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;the super duper scary books and movies about serial killers.&lt;br /&gt;and this is where my secret comes in.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've always secretly wanted to be an FBI agent&lt;/strong&gt;.  Behavioral Science. Like Clarice in Silence of the Lamb. maybe i'm psycho, and its not like i'm ever going to pursue this dream. But the psychopathic criminal mind total intrigues me. I think its because, generally, i consider myself a pretty empathetic person. i usually understand people- get them. but those serial killers? not so much. and i want to understand. ok- not that i think its ok, or want to be like them or anything. i just don't understand their thinking at all. its like they aren't human. and some argue that they aren't.  and i want to figure out why.  i think the fact that a horrible childhood can turn a good person into evil- so interesting.  makes sense.  but still very interesting&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'd be a very good FBI agent though. guns freak the bejubbles out of me. i'd cry every time i messed up. i'd get tired. i can't do the all night steak outs or stay up all night trying to crack the code. and i don't like the idea of psychopaths wanting to kill me.  and you have to be in super good shape.  yeah, i'm only in super good shape when i get married ;)&lt;br /&gt;but in theory, it'd be super cool.&lt;br /&gt;until then, i'll stick to reading books about them...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115802395697316905?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115802395697316905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115802395697316905' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115802395697316905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115802395697316905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-you-want-to-know-secret.html' title='do you want to know a secret??'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115772590706195556</id><published>2006-09-08T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T07:31:47.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biye Bye Bruce</title><content type='html'>This is Bruce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/bmw4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/bmw4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bruce was my first car.  He was a fabulous car.  drove me around my junior and senior years of highschool, and my first few years at college and in santa barbara.  i've been through a lot with this guy.  stupid boyfriends and broken hearts.  girls nights out.  LOTS of roadtrips.  we actually drove him out to california from iowa, where he was bought when my parents OTHER old bmw was driven into a pole by a drunk car fixer car.  oops.  anyways.  my dad always made sure that i knew it was HIS car he was letting ME drive. but i pimped my car all out girly-style.  i had the hula girl on the dashboard, lei's hanging from the window, the back window full of random beanie babies (that i never bought myself, by the way, people just got me them.  hmm) and junk.  good for the kiddos i would babysit. anyways, so bruce was  a very girl car. he was mine ;)  i bought an awesome cd changer radio w/my highschool graduation money (shouldn't that money have gone to college supplies?  whoops).  when i got to college, bruce didnt' make the adjustment very well.  the damn battery died sooooooooooo many times.   grrrrrr.  very frustrating.  and the stupid dorm that i lived in (FT for those in the know) kept TOWING him.  even though i paid for a gosh darn shop!  drama.   but bruce took me to my first job being an "adult", bruce took me on dates with my now husband.  omg, bruce is where i first told steve i loved him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  oh wow, now i'm going to cry...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;anyways, we sold bruce yesterday.  granted, i havent' driven him in YEARS.  i am now the proud owner of a 1997 green CHEVY suburban- Pancho Verde (translated to Frank Green).  My cousin Brian- the marine, drove bruce for a few years.  managed to "manly" him up.  but then he was given back and my dad told me we should sell it.  The money we get goes right to baby, so it was good timing.   Just very bittersweet.  I had to move bruce the other night and realized that this would be the last time i drove him.  i MADE myself get out and not take him on a joy ride.  i've been a little emotional recently and do not need to become a blubbering idiot over a freakin car.  but he was a good car.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So, here's to you Bruce- may you enjoy this next chapter in your life ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ok, and whats almost as good as a three day weekend?  a FOUR DAY WORK WEEK!  woo hoo!  its the weekend again!  y'all have a fantabulous one!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115772590706195556?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115772590706195556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115772590706195556' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115772590706195556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115772590706195556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/biye-bye-bruce.html' title='Biye Bye Bruce'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115746771374504458</id><published>2006-09-05T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T13:13:36.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm bringing sexy back.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(more like bringing the budda belly back, but whatever- i'm just loving that song right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;so, i say we talk to someone about making all weekends three day weekends. i know i'm not the first to come up with this amazing idea, but i'll be the first to put it into action. i say i just call up the president- he's the one i should call, right? and let him know that this is what the american people want. three day weekends every week. four day work weeks. i'm ok with working an extra hour those four days (even though steve pointed out it should be two hours. i told him to not burst my bubble). so that i can have a three day weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;needless to say- i had a fabulous laborday weekend. so much fun!!!! got SO much done. it went by WAY to fast. actually, life has been going by way to fast recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;anyways, friday night we had a date night- i wore my new super cute, super expensive, and super worth it- sevens maternity jeans. i felt cute for the first time in forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1585.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;like i said, totally worth it. we went to a new italian resturant in encinitas, i think it was called fresco or something. it was yummy, would have been fabulous with a glass of vino but baby doesn't do vino. then we went and saw the movie that everyone has been raving about Little Miss Sunshine. and i must say, i agree with everyone. it was really good, and cute, and funny. and- i'll admit it- i cried. once cause i was all touched by a sibling bonding moment, and the rest of the time from laughing. fun fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;saturday- all day was spent running errands. and it was HOT. and it made me tired. and then i cried when i realized the shrimp i was going to use for dinner had gone bad. so we ordered pizza and i was happy :) i also got my scrap on!!!!!! so fun. here are the three lo's i did. the first two were honeymoon ones:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;layout_id=972405"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/just%20heaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Just Heaven. The hotel we stayed at in San Luis Obispo, the Madonna Inn, has themed rooms. this was just heaven. it was all blue and gold and gaudy, but so fun. and i was wearing my sexy blue lingere, but it seriously was a coincidence! not the most fab lo, but its done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;this was a super duper simple one. just wanted to perserve the memory of how chaotic my house was when we got home after the wedding. all the gifts, all the packig and unpacking. craziness. super simple, like i said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/chaos.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/chaos.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;this is my fav by far. don't know if any of you read the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" href="http://expectingbabypost.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-went-to-my-first-prenatal-yoga-class.html"&gt;poem my friend wrote me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;, so cute, so i had to do a layout on it! its funny, a few people commented on the pink wondering if i was thinking baby was a girl. i was doing pink cause i was wearing pink in the picture, and cause hey- i'm a girl, so why not. don't want to jinx anything, so i'm going to say what i think baby is...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;layout_id=972401"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/kat%20ballou.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;so fun to get scrapping done!!!! sunday and monday morning was spent mostly finishing the garage. and its finally done!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;yep yep, very stoked to have that done.  we're going to have the kids play in it today, and i know they'll love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1588.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;not the best pic, i know. here's a close up one of my favorite area. there's the kitchen, baby doll area, and dress up area (behind the shelves).  (and i know,  i totally should have taken before pics.  oh well) fun stuff.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1589.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;monday afternoon we had good friends over and barbequed. loves it. lots of work done, but lots of fun done too. seee, all weekends should be three days. um, now whats the presidents phone number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115746771374504458?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115746771374504458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115746771374504458' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115746771374504458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115746771374504458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-bringing-sexy-back.html' title='i&apos;m bringing sexy back.............'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115699515693985115</id><published>2006-08-30T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T20:32:37.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gotta love a good challenge......</title><content type='html'>thanks to the fabulous miss &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.jessicafulkerson.blogspot.com/"&gt;jessie&lt;/a&gt; for coming up with this- fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;i took a look at my financial situation.  crazy stuff.  but important- and glad i did it!&lt;br /&gt;   i finally posted pics of myself on my &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://expectingbabypost.blogspot.com/"&gt;baby blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   steve made dinner so i could run some errands before our meeting&lt;br /&gt;   took the kids to the park.  thats a workout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt; i went out to dinner with some old friends&lt;br /&gt;        and then i burst into tears when i got everyone lost....... damn pregnancy hormones&lt;br /&gt; Got the new Creating Keepsakes magazine in the mail- can't wait to read it!&lt;br /&gt; Ate yummy mexican food&lt;br /&gt; Actually put makeup on and did my hair (for the dinner)&lt;br /&gt; Took a "cat" nap (hahahahaaha) with the kiddos- but i swear the baby is sitting on&lt;br /&gt;        my bladder, so it was only for 15 minutes.....&lt;br /&gt;  Going to TRY to go to bed early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;gonna try to sell the BMW thats been sitting in our driveway for months&lt;br /&gt;   try to not stress about money and baby stuff, etc, but it won't happen&lt;br /&gt;   will have soy corn dogs for lunch- soooo yummy!&lt;br /&gt;   i will have to eat diner alone since steve will be at back to school night.  hmmmm, mac and cheese anyone?&lt;br /&gt;    i'll get a chance to catch up on some tivo-ed shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yep, thats my life.  pretty boring right now.  so freakin emotional.  its embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, so i took a picture too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1581.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;kinda look a little diva there, don't i?  don't love it, but oh well.  not gonna take another one now with my mascara running everywhere after my cry fest ; P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;can't wait to scrap it though!  thanks jess for the fabulous dare!!! fun fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone has a fabulous rest of the week!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115699515693985115?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115699515693985115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115699515693985115' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115699515693985115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115699515693985115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/gotta-love-good-challenge.html' title='gotta love a good challenge......'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115682168470429155</id><published>2006-08-28T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T07:28:40.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggin babes unite!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least 3 of us.......&lt;br /&gt;so only monica made it over from AZ, but it was awesome to meet her!!!! &lt;a href="http://monicasharpe.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Muriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and i all met up at my favorite lss- &lt;a href="http://www.everafterscrapbooks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ever after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; got our shop on. i spent $18 OVER what i wanted to spend. which was $20. so i almost double. whoops. but got some fabulous stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt;then we headed over to my house and got our scrap (and mostly, our gab!) on&lt;br /&gt;so much fun&lt;br /&gt;i love hanging out with other gals who love scrapbooking as much as i do. and not just scrapbooking- but everything. all the products. all the celebs. all the 2peas and bloggin stuff. all the internet shopping (ahem, you know who i'm talking about !; ) )&lt;br /&gt;so nice to mention the new &lt;a href="http://www.shopsei.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; line or &lt;a href="http://www.heidiswapp.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Heidi Swap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and have them know who i'm talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;fun fun&lt;br /&gt;so monica had to leave early, even though we kept her like 2 hours longer than she wanted- yep, totally forced her ;) but muriel stayed late. partly cause my husband stole her husband and took him to a concert and then a bar to watch football or something. and back in the dya, i could have scrapped that whole time. but this whole growing a baby? goodness, i'm spent. but i'm not the one who fell asleep on the couch :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i did get some scrapping done&lt;br /&gt;a lot of time was spent on a circle journal for the peautiful group.&lt;br /&gt;but i got some cute for me layouts done too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/dads%20visits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/dads%20visits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a fun one about my dad visiting. with some of my new goodies- and some fun paper from felicia's RAK- thanks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, and blogger is sucking i won't even say what right now. i thought mozilla was supposed to be fabulous for uploadding? grrrrrrrr. well, i did another lo about my cousins that i LOVE. its on &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;layout_id=967770"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2peas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; right now. i'll have to try to post it again later........&lt;br /&gt;fun challenge coming up from the fabulous&lt;a href="http://www.jessicafulkerson.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; jessie :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 4 months preggo pics of me to be posted soon- when its not past my bedtime ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115682168470429155?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115682168470429155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115682168470429155' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115682168470429155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115682168470429155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/bloggin-babes-unite.html' title='bloggin babes unite!!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115630254206762486</id><published>2006-08-22T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T07:19:03.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random picture post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1534.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;ok, since i've been sucking at blogging recently- (i blame it on the whole pregnancy thing), and haven't posted much recently, i decided to post a bunch of random pictures. then my stupid internet kept kicking me off. so i decided to try the whole big mozilla thing everyones been raving about. and um- yeah! it totally works! so fabulous. loves it. AND i can now do the colors and fancy smancy bloggin stuff on my Mac computer (used to not work). wow. mozilla is the shiznit! &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204);font-size:85%;" &gt;(um, not sure why this text is underlined. sorry. hope it doesn't link you to some crazy place.......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so here are the random pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Steve on his first day of school....... he already had gone to the "buy back days'" where its just the teachers. so he wasn't dressed nice. this is him on his first day with students. he looks so cute (and note the packed lunch, water bottle and coffee his fabulous wife packed for him). he's happy to be back, but i miss him- and so do the kids :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;the bee keeper. yep, they came back. for the THIRD time. not. cool. at all. so we had to rip out the fence and put a new one in so they wouldn't smell their hive bee juices or whatever and come back (oh- and steve took the picture. i was hiding out in the shower)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;remember how i said that i fumigated my wedding cake? well, i still kept it, and we opened it up just to see it. looks gross here, but it still smelled good! so sad was i that we didn't get to eat it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,153)"&gt;awwwww. i know i already posted this pic, but i think its cute so i'm doing it again! steve and i on our 1 year anniversary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1474.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1474.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;this was taken back when my college girls came back. i bought them all shots, and had the bartender make me a non-alcoholic alternative (basically it was a shirly temple). then we had to do the classic pose with the shot, and while taking it. so i'm wearing my fabulous green shirt. and you actually couldn't tell i was pregnant yet, but the shirt is puffing out so i really do look like a pregnant woman taking a shot! oh dear- hope baby won't find it later in life and wonder what pregnant mommy was up to..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;my brother greg and his girlfriend anne. i almost got a normal smile out of him. and of course i cut the top of his head off. but its still cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)"&gt;me and steve, over a month ago. just a random picture. and no- i'm not naked. just rockin the tube top dress (the only fancy outfit that i have, right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so thats it for now. woo hoo for mozilla!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning on having a fabulous weekend, even though its still three days away. meetin up with muriel, monica, felicia, and odette- it'll be a bloggin babe fiesta!!! woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;hope you all have a fabulous rest of the week- and check out the cute poem my friend wrote me on my other &lt;a href="http://expectingbabypost.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115630254206762486?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115630254206762486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115630254206762486' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115630254206762486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115630254206762486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-picture-post.html' title='Random picture post'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115582516713382676</id><published>2006-08-17T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T14:08:08.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got my Scrap on</title><content type='html'>and it felt good!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't scrapped in FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!! i've been too freakin tired during the week (i go to bed before the sunsets, i swear!) and my weekends have been pretty jammed packed. pre-pregnant me booked pretty much my whole summer up. the only scrapping i've done has been for CJ's, which is a good thing. But even that it feels like I haven't done in a while.&lt;br /&gt;SO anyways, I had &lt;a href="http://odieapodaca.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Odette's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bloggin Babes CJ to do- her theme was Lucky. And, besides it getting Britney Spears cheesy song stuck in my head, it gave me the kick in the booty i needed to finally scrap. so thank you odette!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/lucky%201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/200/lucky%201.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/lucky%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/200/lucky%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved my CJ entry so much, and thought it was a really important lo to keep for myself, that i made my own 8.5 x 12 version. I'm posting it on my other blog, &lt;a href="http://expectingbabypost.blogspot.com/"&gt;expecting&lt;/a&gt;, or you can see it at &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;layout_id=957656"&gt;2 peas&lt;/a&gt;. There you can also read the journaling&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i plan on definetly (sp?) getting more scrapping done soon!!!  especially in september, when most of my weekends are 100% free!!!! woo hoo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyways, enjoy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115582516713382676?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115582516713382676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115582516713382676' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115582516713382676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115582516713382676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/got-my-scrap-on.html' title='Got my Scrap on'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115552747298227809</id><published>2006-08-13T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T07:26:13.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drum roll please.......</title><content type='html'>and the big exciting post i know you've all been waiting for......&lt;br /&gt;i'm pregnant!!! thats my big news : ) and thats why i've been kind M.I.A. in the scrapping and blogging world. or just not as active. i've been EXHAUSTED.&lt;br /&gt;but so happy&lt;br /&gt;for those of you that know me even just a little bit, i'm sure you know how much i've always wanted this. and if you know me really well, you'll know that i was super scared that it wasn't going to happen- or was going to be really hard. but steve and i have been incredibly blessed (and apparently fertile!) and got pregnant before we even started to offically try.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy, so excited, and so fat. my tummy "popped" 2 weeks ago, but i'm still at that awkward in between stage where i dont' look quite pregnant, just that i've put on a few pounds.......&lt;br /&gt;so, baby is due &lt;strong&gt;february 6, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;we are not going to find out if it is a boy or girl&lt;br /&gt;we do have names pick: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jessica kathryn if its a girl&lt;/span&gt;, and&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; charles steven if its a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to try to do the "natural" thing. please don't say that i'm crazy or anything negative about that. doesn't help. but if you've done it, please email me with tips!&lt;br /&gt;i am going to keep working, right till baby is born! if i can. i have my current assistnat, and am going to hire another one in a few months. i will close the preschool for two weeks, then have my 2 assistants work full time for two weeks while i stay upstairs with baby.  after those two weeks, then i'll go back to work. but i'll be able to have baby with me- which is the whole reason i have the preschool in the first place! so that i can stay at home with my kids.&lt;br /&gt;my mom is going to come out for christmas and then stay till after the baby will be born.  that will be awesome, so super helpful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steve is also super excited&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the family is excited, my brothers are already fighting over who is going to be the "cool" uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooooo with that said and done, i have also started up a new blog to document this insane but awesome time in my life. &lt;a href="http://expectingbabypost.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expecting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. that way i don't have to bore anyone who doesnt' want to hear about my growing waistline or all the other crazy things that go on when one is pregnant.  check it out, and leave comments and let me know that i'm not going crazy, and that i'm not the only one who doesn't enjoy the in between "looking fat" stage.........&lt;br /&gt;i've known for almost three months now. it was super hard to keep a secret, and i did let it slip to a few of you out there, but now i'm at 15 weeks and feeling pretty good. and once again, so happy.&lt;br /&gt;so this is my really rambling post announcement! so if i don't post as much or comment on your blogs, its cause i now NEED 9 hours of sleep a night. i'm in bed before 9pm.  sometimes its still light out when i'm curling up.  weird. and i'm sure i'll still be pretty busy once baby arrives too. but i'm still here and still really wanting to stay up with the blog and scrapbooking. just won't be quite as active as i once was.......&lt;br /&gt;have a fabulous monday everyone!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115552747298227809?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115552747298227809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115552747298227809' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115552747298227809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115552747298227809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/drum-roll-please.html' title='drum roll please.......'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115530640902715563</id><published>2006-08-11T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T07:26:49.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weirdos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so last night i was watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://animal.discovery.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;animal planet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;with my hubby.  yes, we're dorks, we watch animal planet.  and discovery channel.  and he watches the weather channel, but hes on his own with that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ANYWAYS.  watched this show about this dude who's trying to prove some point that lions won't eat humans or something dumb.  i've seen it before.  so he goes and gets as close as possible to the lions.  and thats his mission.  wtf?  why?  whats the point?  who freakin cares if lions won't attack a human the minute the see one?  they still can do it, and will.  so no need to spend weeks of your life to prove otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and then last week i read this article in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://people.aol.com/people/0,26249,,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;People magazine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(um, totally addicted to that mag) about this guy who got attacked by a shark.  and he says "I'd much rather die by a shark attack then in some retirement home." um, what????  are you freakin serious?  you are a moron.  i'm all about the retirement home.  i'm gonna rock all the craft classes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so anyways, just noticing a bunch of idiots out there with serious death wishes.  whats that about?  or am i just a wimp?  hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;really random post, i know.  but i have a fabulous post coming up.  one like you've never seen before............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;have a fabulous weekend everyone!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115530640902715563?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115530640902715563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115530640902715563' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115530640902715563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115530640902715563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/weirdos.html' title='weirdos'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115498321635409606</id><published>2006-08-07T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T14:02:45.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/sepia_DSC_0337.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/sepia_DSC_0337.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so sunday steve and i celebrated our &lt;strong&gt;1 year annivesary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i can't believe its already been a year! and what a crazy year its been. but its been good. we're good. and i couldnt' be happier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a few of the deets of our wedding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we got married at the &lt;a href="http://www.balboaparkweddings.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Prado in Balboa Park, San Diego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i wore a dress made my &lt;a href="http://www.moniquelhuillier.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Monique Lhullier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and shoes by Manola Blanik (hey- you only get married once!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We had 7 bridemaids and 7 groomsmen, should have been 6 but ended up being 4 ushers, 3 flower girls, one ringbearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We invited over 300 guests, from all over the world, and a little less than 200 came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the ceremony was short and sweet- to the point!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i cried and laughed the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we did a "triple kiss" when it was time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was sooooooooooooooooooo happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Our first dance was a rhumba we practiced to Jack Johnsons "Better Together" (and we all know how much i love my jack!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;each table was named after a surf spot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;our colors were "martha stewart" purple and green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the green representing sage- for steves' love of gardening and local plants, the purple cause thats the color i always dreamed of having in my wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i wore the &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;layout_id=759703"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;pearls that my grandpa gave my grandma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as a wedding gift, my mom wore in her wedding, and i turned them into earrings and a broach (something old, and something blue cause we added blue stones to the broach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yummy cake- 3 different kinds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;open bar all night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOTS of music and dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;double-decker bus to take the guests to and from their hotels (which were all in the Gaslamp district of San Diego)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;some of the funniest stories ever- i love getting all my friends and family togehter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was the most perfect night ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it took a lot of planning, and a lot of stressing, but it was fabulous! i do remember saying though- that i would never do it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i couldn't move the entire next day...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we left on our honeymoon the day after that- road trip up and down the california coast. starting in Big Sur where he proposed, then San Luis Obispo, and then wine tasting in Santa Barbara County. We even ate at the resturant where we had our first date four years earlier!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;perfect perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now, 20 pounds later ;) Steve and I went back to Balboa Park. We went to the &lt;a href="http://www.sdmart.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;San Diego Museum of Art&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;where there was an &lt;a href="http://www.sdmart.org/calendar-insight.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Andy Warhol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;exhibit (very cool- that dude trips me out!). Then we went back to the Prado and saw where we were married, remembered how much fun it was. Talked about our insane past year. The first six months were a little slow- the BOOM life caught us! We ate dinner at the Prado's resturant, some FABULOUS food. we couldn't do anything too fancy (that whole money thing) but it was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh, and we didnt' eat any of our cake- i accidentally fumigated it............. =/  my bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i truely have the most awesome, best, sexiest husband ever (in my opinion, of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;happy anniversary sexy hubby- i love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1474.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kat : ) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115498321635409606?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115498321635409606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115498321635409606' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115498321635409606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115498321635409606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/better-together.html' title='Better Together'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115465653871613506</id><published>2006-08-03T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T18:55:38.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG- why didn't anyone tell me????</title><content type='html'>have you seen &lt;a href="http://heidiswapp.typepad.com/my_weblog/2006/07/costco.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;why haven't i heard about it?&lt;br /&gt;yes, life has been crazy, but i am SO there on saturday&lt;br /&gt;i love costco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115465653871613506?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115465653871613506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115465653871613506' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115465653871613506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115465653871613506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/omg-why-didnt-anyone-tell-me.html' title='OMG- why didn&apos;t anyone tell me????'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115448703552255482</id><published>2006-08-01T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T07:33:32.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girls just wanna have fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;omg, sooooo much fun this weekend!!! i haven't laughed that hard in forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and yes, i am aware that i am wearing the same shirt i alwasy seem to be when posting pics of myself on my blog.  i DO own other shirts and i do wear them.  i swear.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; they arrived friday afternoon when i still had a few kids left in the preschool.  the kids defienetly keep them amused.  then steve bbq'ed up some "weiners" for us.  good stuff.  and we just talked and laughed and it was good times.  oh, and of course- we went on myspace (we're trying to get dani to join, the blond sitting next to me.  come on hammer time, you know you're dying to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;the next day we planned a beach day.  this is after the week of me talking up how freakin hot it was here, maybe even too hot to go to the beach.  um yeah- so saturday morning?  it rained.  wtf!  but we still went to the beach and walked around (my friend took the beach pics, waiting for her to email them to me!) and did the north county san diego coast thing ; )  it was still good times.   went out to italian food for dinner and then to a local bar, where we continuted to just laugh and gossip and catch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;sunday we just sat on our booties (and these ladies all have some fabu booties!) and watched E! tv and junk like that and lounged.  like we used to do back in the good ole Isla Vista college days.  so much fun.  i miss them so much!!!!!  we're already planning our next year get together at dani's in oregon.  2007 or bust!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115448703552255482?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115448703552255482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115448703552255482' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115448703552255482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115448703552255482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/08/girls-just-wanna-have-fun.html' title='girls just wanna have fun'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115410880513935869</id><published>2006-07-28T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T13:29:24.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my lovely lady lumps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/sb%20girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/sb%20girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry for the crappy pic.  stupid scanner made it look yucky.  but i'm gonna get  a new one soon (i hope).  pic from left: Amelia, me, Julia, Dani- about 3 or 4 years ago, cocktail party iv style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yep, these are my ladies.  my college girls.  and they'll be here in just a few short hours!  how stoked am i?  we all lived together freshman year in our dorm- Fransico Torres (FT, or f*#k towers.  hey,  i didn't give it that name! but it was what it was called).  Dani (on the far right) was my roomate, Julia (between me and dani)  my "suite mate" and Amelia was right across the hall.  And they are the 3 girls that i still talk to from those crazy freshman days.  we all ended up living together through the four years spent in Isla Vista (crazy college town for UCSB).  we've been through a lot together, especially me and dani since she had to share a room with me (not an easy task....... she's the only one who's ever done it, besides hubby steve).  we've had plenty of wild nights- PLENTY.  in fact, it was these three girls i was out with when i met my now husband. and were there for lots of my crazy stunts that i should not post online. lots and LOTS of laughs.  like ridiculous amounts.  definetly some tears and drama (4 girls, how could there not be?) and drama with lots of psycho ex-friends.  but mostly really good times- like the night where amelia taught us to "pop" our booties, or we crank called 411 and asked for the ghost busters (you had to be there).  and of course, marion  berry (mary and berry???)  jam night.  i could go on.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but these girls, seriously, we all have the best time together.  since they all graduated and left santa barbara, we're now all over the country.  Dani is now a homeowner in portland OR, after traveling the world.  Julia is in Med School (yay for doctor friends!) in VA.  and Amelia is in law school (yippie yay for lawyer friends!  always comes in handy............) in San Fransico.  and i'm married me in beautiful (but freakin hot) San Diego county.  the last time we all saw each other was last year at my wedding.  before that, the year before at my engagement party.  so we've decided to keep up the yearly tradition, and this year they're all coming to me casa.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;not much planned for the weekend, but i know it will be AWESOME times.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;awww, i love my friends : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;have a fabu weekend everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115410880513935869?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115410880513935869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115410880513935869' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115410880513935869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115410880513935869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-lovely-lady-lumps.html' title='my lovely lady lumps'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115378933390916228</id><published>2006-07-24T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T18:02:13.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hot in HERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i used to have a little boy sing that song.  not appropriate, but freakin hysterical!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;anyways, yeah, its hot here and its not even cool.  cause its humid too.  and yes, i know that the rest of the country is hot too, and probably hotter and more humid- but still.  its not supposed to be this hot and humid HERE.  its ridiculous.  i walked outside with my kids this afternoon for snack and felt like i walked into a sauna!  crazy.   so we had snack and came back in.  can't even deal..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;had a fabulous weekend, saw one of my best highschool friends friday night- but forgot to take pictures!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;yummy dinner party saturday night, with a special bottle of 1981 Robert Mondavi Cabernet Sauvingon.  fab-u-lous.  good times had by all.  then sunday my brother greg and his girlfriend anne came in.  they're here for the week- they're going to do the whole touristy thing while they are here, and hang out with some of anne's family thats also here.   and next weekend my college girls are coming to visit- i'm sooooooooooooooo excited!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;so really, nothing to post about except to complain about how hot it is here.  and it is reaching the 100's and the humidity is like high (i don't know much about humidity since &lt;strong&gt;its not supposed to be humid here!!! &lt;/strong&gt;but i do know that its freakin humid, like mid-west style)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i hope you all are having a cooler fabulous week.  hoping to be getting a cj soon so i can get my scrap on ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115378933390916228?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115378933390916228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115378933390916228' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115378933390916228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115378933390916228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/07/hot-in-here.html' title='hot in HERE'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115350715725831436</id><published>2006-07-21T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T13:28:55.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mr. A!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aka, my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/IMG_0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep yep, its my dads birthday today. thought i'd give him a little shout out. not that he reads my blog. he probably doesn't even know what a blog is. he finally got his first computer when i left for college.&lt;br /&gt;anyways- i called my dad this morning to wish him happy birthday, bright and early.  and his response "oh shit!"  yep, didn't even remember it was his bday!  but his day started off right, being wished a happy day by his favorite (um, and only) daughter.&lt;br /&gt;those of you who know me irl, and know my dad- you'll know that i AM my fathers daughter.  we are so similar, except i'm not even close to as smart as he is.  but we're both loud and out-going, probably both get obnoxious sometimes, definite leaders, people lovers, babies and kiddos especially, stubborn, love our families and don't put up with bs.  and i totally look like him.  i'm an adams' girl through and through!&lt;br /&gt;my dad is awesome, such a fun person to be around.  of course, growing up i did not appreciate that.  he would drive me bonkers and we would constently bump heads.   but now i'm all growns up, and he's one of my best friends.  i go to him for advice, personal and business (and he's very good at the business!), i love hanging out with him and listening to his stories.  and i get so excited when he comes to visit!&lt;br /&gt;so happy birthday dad!  hope its the bestest : )&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;kat : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115350715725831436?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115350715725831436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115350715725831436' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115350715725831436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115350715725831436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-mr.html' title='Happy Birthday Mr. A!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115323301505741366</id><published>2006-07-18T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T07:30:15.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling risque???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so this is a little scandalous, don't want to offend anyone. So thats why i'm not posting it on &lt;a href="http://twopeasinabucket.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2peas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My entry for &lt;a href="http://marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muriel&lt;/a&gt;s cocktail recipie book cj. Now, everyone knows i love my vino. Love love love it. But thats not to fun for a recipie book (open the bottle, and pour!). I also love margaritas, but thought i should throw in a little shock factor with this one ; ) (so please, sorry if i offend you, but if i did, just remember that its my blog darnit!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/bj%20shot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/bj%20shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sorry that the scan is bad, and the colors on the pics aren't up to par. my ink is running low on my computer)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BJ Shots&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm sure most of you know what that stands for, not gonna write it out. but seriously, my favorite shot to take. cant' have a bachelorette party with out one. and its YUMMY. like chocolate. MMMMMMMM. and the fact that you take it with no hands is fun too. good stuff.  so &lt;a href="http://valmagoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Val&lt;/a&gt;, its on its way- but you're on your honeymoon!!!!!!!!  So it'll be waiting for you when you get home : )  (if you guys haven't seen her blog lately, you have to check out her wedding pics!  i can't believe she has some of them already, and she looks gorgeous!  love happy pretty weddings!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and since we're on the topic of risque and scandalous..................... so i have this 18 month old little boy.  the cutest frickin thing ever. seriously.  and he's hysterical!  anyways, he's also learning to talk.  got quite the little vocabulary.  the basics- up, no, night night, and then, clock.  he's obsessed with them.  the minute he walks in a room, he turns right to where the wall clock is and points and says "CLOCK"- except for one thing.  except for the "L."&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;can't quite pronouce the L sound yet.  so yeah, thats what he's walking around saying.  and its quite clear.  what do you do????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope you all have a fabulous tuesday.  i just talked to licensing yesterday and my Large License is on its way!  I"m sooooooooo freakin stoked!  bring on the kiddos ; )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115323301505741366?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115323301505741366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115323301505741366' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115323301505741366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115323301505741366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/07/feeling-risque.html' title='feeling risque???'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115307027274505073</id><published>2006-07-16T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T10:17:52.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whats your flavor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Burt Baskin and Irv Robbins began making ice cream in 1945. Their mission was to create delicious ice cream concoctions with loads of ingredients and fanciful names. From the initial concept of 31 flavors- one for every day of the month, nearly 1,000 different ice cream flavors have been created and enjoyed by ice cream lovers everywhere. Bring it home today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nap time. and alllllll the kids are quiet and sleeping. wow. not really sure what to do. decided i needed a treat. gold medal ribbon ice cream. my favorite. just the perfect serving amount left in the carton, so why bother with a bowl? delicious. makes me so happy. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so that was a few days ago.  now its the weekend.  and 100 degrees outside.  yuck.  wish i had some more of that ice cream right now..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115307027274505073?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115307027274505073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115307027274505073' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115307027274505073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115307027274505073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/07/whats-your-flavor_16.html' title='whats your flavor?'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115271612400628743</id><published>2006-07-12T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T12:46:05.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome home!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;so yes, i'm back&lt;br /&gt;been back since saturday&lt;br /&gt;but you know how life gets crazy when you get back from a trip?&lt;br /&gt;my suitcases are still on the floor in my bedroom, semi-unpacked.&lt;br /&gt;but i got laundry done!&lt;br /&gt;the house is cleanish&lt;br /&gt;and i'm back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;my assistant starts friday- I. Can. Not. Wait. seriously. it'll be fabulous. i'm stoked to have Steve here everyday, but he's usually busy in the garage or what not. And i do feel bad having him help me out. So my assistant starting- kick ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i'll have to post vaca pics later. maybe tonight. but in order to do that, i need to organize all my photos on my computer upstairs adn take a bunch off, then load up the new ones. thats a lot of work for my lazy booty. its ok, cause the pics aren't that exciting anyways.........&lt;br /&gt;but yes, my trip was AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;lots of laziness&lt;br /&gt;book reading&lt;br /&gt;movie watching&lt;br /&gt;eating lots of good food&lt;br /&gt;with lots of fabulous family and friends : )&lt;br /&gt;and it wasn't that hot. this is the second summer i've taken steve to iowa and the weather hasn't been that bad. he probably thinks i'm making up the ridiculous humity and heat that i usually have to endure when i would make this yearly trek.&lt;br /&gt;but it was good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a few recomendations for y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0312278586/103-4220604-0049421?v=glance&amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Nanny Diaries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally cute. very similar to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0767914767/qid=1152715734/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/103-4220604-0049421?s=books&amp;amp;v=glance&amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the whole psycho boss thing, but instead of fashion its kids. so i could relate more. but a fun, easy read, and just really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a BUNCH&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;a href="http://www.weddingcrashersmovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wedding Crashers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cause it came out right before my wedding last year. and vince and owen- too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savedmovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that was interesting. not really what i expected, but entertaining. def a teen movie. but there's this one time where the school principal does a flip- freakin HILARIOUS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.longestyard.com/upgrade.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Longest Yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (can you tell that i was surrounded by boys on this trip? no girly movies for me!)&lt;br /&gt;this was actually really good, even though it didnt' do well in the theaters. i think thats because it wasn't a typical "adam sandler" movie. it is kinda hard to take him for a serious football player, but whatever- good movie.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, the rest were just whatever or i don't remember them.  those three just pop in my head.  but i was nice to rent movies, i don't do that at home very often (steve prefers to watch the movies we have- party pooper ; p ) so it was cool.  and i always love a good book.  started a book by Lisa Scottoline last night, good so far........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;other than that, it was just fun chillin with my family; my parents, my grandma, my brothers, and all my cousins by the dozens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i'll try to post pics later, but i can't promise anything..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;have a fabulous hump day!  (so glad that its almost over!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115271612400628743?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115271612400628743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115271612400628743' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115271612400628743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115271612400628743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/07/welcome-home.html' title='welcome home!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115180038752655112</id><published>2006-07-01T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:06:52.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scrappy love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;so, i actually got some scrapbooking done&lt;br /&gt;woot!&lt;br /&gt;so stoked&lt;br /&gt;my entry for &lt;a href="http://monicasharpe.blogspot.com/"&gt;monica's&lt;/a&gt; cj&lt;br /&gt;what i couldnt' live with out&lt;br /&gt;my wine&lt;br /&gt;not the most fabulous layout, but i am pretty proud of my little poem (i'm pretending i'm actually good at it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;How I love to enjoy a glass of cabernet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing relaxes me more&lt;br /&gt;Than a fabulous pinot noir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great syrah&lt;br /&gt;Makes me say hurrah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great vintage or year&lt;br /&gt;Does nothing but make me cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love my vino&lt;br /&gt;Drink so much, I must be in wino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, to live with wine&lt;br /&gt;Is simply Divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To not…..&lt;br /&gt;Well, frankly- I’d rather be shot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;layout_id=914008"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/i%20love%20my%20wine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i know, i know. i'm such a freakin dork. but i amuse myself : )&lt;br /&gt;i also have val's bday tag- super simply but bling blingin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/val.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/val.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated bday chica. hope it was fabulous!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went and saw &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night. Very cute. A good book to be made into a movie for sure. A few changes, but made for a better movie. Def. Kat approved ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my big trip to IOWA. i'm so excited, y'all don't even know!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So i'll probably be MIA for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a very happy and very safe &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;4th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115180038752655112?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115180038752655112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115180038752655112' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115180038752655112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115180038752655112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/07/scrappy-love.html' title='scrappy love'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115144070877223220</id><published>2006-06-27T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:55:50.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post</title><content type='html'>this is serious! this is super exciting. and i was going to do something so awesome for this milestone post..................... but i didn't. what can i say, i'm lazy. and besides, when i "plan" a post too much i don't do it. then i don't blog. and whats the point of having a blog if you don't blog, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first off, got to give a shout out to &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Armond,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muriel's&lt;/a&gt; husband. He threw a fabulous bday bash for Muriels 25th bday this past saturday. He took a few couples to &lt;a href="http://www.buschgardens.com/seaworld/ca/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SeaWorld.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;STOKED! I haven't been there since I was 12. We had lots of fun, saw Shamu (which in case you didn't know, is not the original Shamu. She died. and yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shamu was a female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. she had babies. but anywyas, i'm pretty upset about this Shamu scandal......) saw dolphins- and got to pet them!!!! Saw sharks (yep, totally scared of them. part of the reason i'm scared of the ocean) polar bears, sealions, beluga whales (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;baby beluga in the deep blue sea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who remembers this song? love it. love raffi) no penguins : ( but it was good times. the only line we waited in was for lunch, cause we're dumba$$es and went to lunch right after the Shamu show along with the 300 other people in the audience. afterwards we went to Benihanna's for dinner. i've never been there before, been to similar style resturants, but never Benihannas. um- YUM. soooo freakin good. so much fun. Muriels friends were hysterical. The waiter Spencer defiently thought we were all crazy. fun fun. always fun to hang out with new groups of friends. So thats my shout out to Armond- thanks again : )&lt;br /&gt;and bummed i missed &lt;a href="http://monicasharpe.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Monica&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;when she was in town. next time, when you come w/&lt;a href="http://feliza22.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Felicia&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/a&gt; we'll meet up and scrap and drink and it will be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fabulous!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really, thats all i have to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my friend didnt' get a pic with &lt;a href="http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-bow-wow.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. dang.  but apparently he's a nice guy, and he was text-messageing with some one who calls themselves "ms. kitty."  interesting.  whats with all the animal names?  not like i should talk, but still.......&lt;br /&gt;scrapped a little this weekend. made muriel her bday page &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;amp;layout_id=908799"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. did work on the cj, and the page sucked so bad, soooooooooooooooo i have to re-do. i didn't get it till last week, so i wasn't putting it off till last minute! and i was going to finish last night but then this lady i was supposed to meet with didn't show up and i was all sad so i just pouted and went to bed. not the best excuse, i know.......&lt;br /&gt;ok, so thats my random fabulous 100th post. hope you all enjoyed : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115144070877223220?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115144070877223220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115144070877223220' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115144070877223220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115144070877223220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/100th-post.html' title='100th post'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115107416857378988</id><published>2006-06-23T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T07:49:29.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a few things..........</title><content type='html'>thought i'd take this time to let you know my opinoin on a few "pop culture" current affairs...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/13329706/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;britney spears interview with matt lauer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  yep, i tivo-ed it.  and oh my goodness, what was she thinking?  horrible.  i'm officially over britney spears.  i was never that into her before, but this interview, horrible.  besides the fact she looked horrible (seriouisly, who wears a see-thru maternity shirt????) she talked like an idiot.  she's dumb.  and thats what i think of that..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/CNN/Programs/anderson.cooper.360/blog/2006/06/one-on-one-with-angelina-jolie.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;angelina jolie's interview with anderson cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  that, on the otherhand, was a pretty good interview.  i think i'm back to being a angelina fan.  she actually sounds smart when she talks, and her baby is freakin adorable! (not that there was much doubt in my mind that it wouldn't be, but ya know........)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movies.  good movie i just saw- &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0405159/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Million Dollar Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  I know, i know, sooooooo two years ago.  but i FINALLY got to see it.  borrowed it from my cousin amanda (thanks cuz!).  i knew what was going to happen at the end, but not HOW.  ok, that will only make sense if you've seen the movie and i don't want to ruin it for anyone else.  anyways, great movie.  i cried.  i love hilary swank, and clint eastwood is a manly man. &lt;br /&gt;bad movie i just saw.  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0376541/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  wtf is that?  horrible horrible horrible.  doesn't even make sense.  stupid.  don't waste your time.  may have had a good cast, but the storyline-ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be a movie reviewer for magazines, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats my little spiel on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;now on to scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there have been so many awesome dares and inspirations recently.  make me want to get my scrap on.  i check &lt;a href="http://fortheloveofeffers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Dares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and recently &lt;a href="http://fortheloveofeffers.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;How Much is Too Much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too see whats new.  love it all, and want to do them as well.  but i haven't had the time.  grrrrr. and when i finally do get my scrap on, its for "required" scrapbooking.  like for cj's i'm working on, or bday stuff, or whatever.  which are great- i love love love them.  just sucks that i don't have time for scrapbooking.  i need my weekends back!!!!!!  my next fully free weekend with nothing planned?  august.  &lt;strong&gt;damn&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and question- is &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/"&gt;2peas &lt;/a&gt;ridiculously slow for anyone else?  whenever i leave a comment or praise or whatever, it takes FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  this would be the reason i don't comment on 2peas much.  so annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so i guess in conclusion, i just want you all to know that i still love scrapbooking and i can't wait to get back in the swing of things.  love all the dares, everyones layouts, and yeah.  maybe i should plan a scrapbooking weekend.  &lt;a href="http://marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;muriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://scrapscrapscrap.blogspot.com/"&gt;michelle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.jessicafulkerson.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, anyone down?  it couldn't be till august though.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have a fantabulous weekend everyone! i 'm sooooooooooooo ridiculously stoked that its friday.  cause then just one more week, then a week of vacation and i get to see my family woooooooooooooohooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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/17432054-115107416857378988?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115107416857378988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115107416857378988' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115107416857378988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115107416857378988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/few-things.html' title='a few things..........'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115092446862382407</id><published>2006-06-21T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T17:37:01.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summertime.............</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and the livin's easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the first official day of summer, i thought i'd make a list of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;some of my favorite summer memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. 4th of July. one of my favorite all time holidays. soo much fun. no stress involved. always lots and LOTS of good foon, and (when i got older) good drinks ; ) and fun people. love making fruit salads and bbqing. love the parades when i was little. seeing all the cousins by the dozens. sooo fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. going to iowa to see the family. my brothers and i would be SOOOOOOOOOO excited!!! both sides of the family lived in iowa, about three hours apart. my dad's side is WAY bigger, but both sides were so much fun!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;loved the sleepovers with my cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;all the games we would play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;going to the movies, that were sooo super cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;going to hardees. didn't have that in cali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the big family gatherings. so much fun!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oh! and don't forget the fire flies. lightning bugs. whatever you call them. we don't have those in cali either! we would catch them and make jewelry out of them. which is, now that i think about it, so freakin gross. but we thought it was a great time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ice cream at the tastee freeze or dairy queen!!!! mmmmm. niether of those were close to my home either!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;corn on the cob. seriously doesn't get any better than the corn in iowa. mmmm mmm good : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. the long days. seirously. awesome. still one of my favorite parts. i remember playing outside till dark, then it was time for bed! i think i would try to stay up later, but it wouldn't work.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;4. the summer breaks. that rocked. seriously, 3 months of no school??? just hanging out and having fun? what could be better? and now steve still gets them, so i get to have him home with me all summer!!!!! so fun for me, probably not so much for him (yeah, the whole "honey-do" list gets a mile long.................)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5. all the bbq's. of course the 4th is the best, but all the other ones are fab. love bbq chicken and corn on the cob. steaks. whatever. and its so much easier to clean up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;6. makes me want to relax in the hammock, reading a book and sipping a nice cool glass of chardonay (and i'm not a huge white wine drinker. only in the summer do i "crave" it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. ice cream!!!! sure, you can eat it all year round. and i do. but its the best in the summer, when its hot outside and all cold and melty. mmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8. end of the school year activities. loved them all . the fieldtrips and picnics, and all the yearbook signing. awwww, i miss that ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;9. popsicles. i dont' eat those all year. thats for sure. but they're yummy cool treats : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(and i wonder why i always gain weight in the summer and not over the holidays???)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;10. its relaxing. you get a break. when i was little, a break from school. from life at home. and now, its still a break. a break from cooking in the kitchen every day. (bbq!!!) a break from my tv shows. as much as i love them, its nice to not be glued to the tv every night. a break from being home alone all day (love having steve here!). its like 3 months a year where everything is more relaxed. and thats awesome ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*notice how none of my summer memories had anything to do with the beach? just cause i'm a cali girl, doesn't mean that i'm a huge beach lover! don't like all the sand, getting soo hot in the sun, i'm scared of the ocean, and i don't have a rockin bikini body (too much ice cream and popsicles!!!!!). just thought i'd point that out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;now tell me y'all, your favorite summer memory???&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/17432054-115092446862382407?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115092446862382407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115092446862382407' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115092446862382407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115092446862382407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/summertime.html' title='summertime.............'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115038544412869386</id><published>2006-06-15T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T14:44:51.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your questions- finally answered ; )</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok, so this is ridiculously long. i was thinking of making it into two posts, but nah- i'm too lazy. so if you read the whole thing- you are the shiznit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://haileyblaire.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hailey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;humm...questions....&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing while you scrap? listening to music, TV, or just focused on the page?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends. My scraproom has a tv and my computer w/music. Sometimes I have music on, or the tv on as backround noise. But I’ve noticed that recently I forget about either of those and just focus on the page. But one day I want to get a dvr in my scraproom so I can watch some shows and scrap : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I always wonder about other scraps and what is going on while they are creating pages...and for a non-SB related question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;how did you and Steve meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Do you really want to know? Hmmm. Guess I can admit it. You all know about my drunken fiasco’s by now. It was 5 years ago this past may. I was partying it up with my girlfriends in Isla Vista (UCSB college town in Santa Barbara) we all had a looooooooooot to drink. Julia was taking to this guy that apparently I found attractive. I walked up to him and announced “hey billabong, you’re sexy- can I kiss you?” and I did kiss him without waiting for a response. Awwww, how romantic……… theres a little more too it, but that’s basically how I met my sexy hubby : ) see- tequila shots ARE good for something ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angiebecause.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ngie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;where are you going to be in IOWA so we can find a good meeting point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Don’t know if this counts for a question. But I’ll be in DeWItt Iowa, which is Clinton county. The biggest town nearby is Davenport- the quad cities!!! I know it’s a 3 hour drive to Miliwake (totally f-ed that spelling up) and 3 hours to Chicago. Is that any help? Oh! and the zip code where i'll be is 52742. How that will help, i'm not sure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iaminlovewithmyscooter.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;how long have you had your tongue pierced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 years. Holy shizzzzzzzzzzzle. That’s long. Got it when I was 18, and after I had broken up with a boyfriend who didn’t like them. What guy doesn’t want a girlfriend to get her tounge pierce? Whatever. Now it’s a size 4. I like everything big……. and no, i don't plan on taking it out anytime soon. unless i have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;what's your favorite red wine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I’m really into Pinot Noirs right now, and Cabernets. Love Toasted Head Cabernet sauvignon. My favorite wine I’ve ever had was a super fancy smancy bottle from 1981 that my dad saved for me when i was born. How did he know I’d be a wino? Don’t remember the name though, cause I dind’t need to- not like I’d ever be able to afford another bottle! But i believe it was from France, the Margquex area........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;what's your favorite alcoholic drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Red wine. Then white wine. Then margaritas. Love me my tequila! it also depends on what i'm doing. love Bud Light at a baseball game or bbq. Tequila when i want to party it up, and wine when ever ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;how close do you live to &lt;a href="http://www.jessicafulkerson.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;we live about an hour an a half to two hours apart, depending on traffic. I ‘m guessing- I’ve never been to her house, but to that area that’s about the time. See, LA has this insanity that is traffic that adds like an hour to everywhere you want to go. Probably could get there in less time if there were no other cars on the road……….&lt;br /&gt;But she grew up in the same neighborhood as my husband, and they went to the same highschool. They are a couple years a part, so they didn’t know each other, but they know siblings and friends siblings, etc. crazy small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you could scrap like anyone, who would it be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jessicafulkerson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessie&lt;/a&gt; : ) she’s my scrapbook idol. Cause she’s so cool and fun, too. I also love becky Higgins. I know her style is pretty tame, but she always has such great lo’s with lots of pictures (and that’s more my style). I also love elise, heidi, ali, the dare ladies, and most all of my twopea girls. Wait, now I’m just getting crazy……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if i bought you a monkey, what would you name it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;bob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;best feature on a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Hands. I like manly hands. And eyes. Sexy eyes. How come boys always get the best eyelashes???? Here’s hoping our offspring gets steve’s eyelashes (but my eyesight- 20/20 baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://insanityhere.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chriselda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;am i a midwest babe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t’ know. I always think of the mid west as iowa and Illinois and Wisconsin, but its much larger than that. So sure, you’e a Midwest babe. You’re definelty a babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how many piercings do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment 13. the most I’ve had at once- 17, been pierced 23 times. And a handful of those times were by yours truly……………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what do you use on every.single.scrappy.page? besides glue. (if there is anything)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper. Duh. Other than that, I don’t’ know. Recently been into stickers again. Trying to get into stamping, but I kinda suck at it……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;are you lactose intolerant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, as a matter of fact I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;who's your main hollywood man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jake gyllenhall. He’s dead sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and if you were to "bat for the other team" what actress would do it for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I used to say Angelina jolie. Then the whole bradelina thing came about, don’t know what I think about that……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wendysophia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Wendy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where are you coming in the midwest?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already answered this I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Are you going to come to CHA in Chicago(I'm guessing no since the dates you listed don't coincide)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; No, I wish. I don’t have any CHA hookups. Le sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Do you think you could be preschool teacher for the rest of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep till I retire. Or win the lottery. but considering i never play the lottery, i'm gonna say till i retire........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Who is the most inspirational person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;A lot of people really. Of course my parents. They overcame a lot and worked really hard to get to where they are today. My mom is amazing, has dealt with so much in her life that I don’t think I could handle. Wouldn’t be who I was if it wasn’t for them&lt;br /&gt;My old boss tami inspired me to do what I’m doing today. Love me my chi chi girl!&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Amanda is an amazing woman too. She’s been through a lot, but is so incredibly positive and appreciative of what she has. And she’s good times : )&lt;br /&gt;Steve. My hubby. Cause he’s smart.  and sexy.  and freakin motivated!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nllehrman.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Niki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tell us a story about an embarassing moment for you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I have a lot of embarrassing moments. Heres one that’s really not that bad, happened when I was eight, but I’ll never ever forget it.&lt;br /&gt;I was in line with my best friend waiting ot go outside for recess. And I had to go the bathroom. So I tell Jessica (cause that’s what girls do, right? Let their girlfriend know when they got to go so they can all go together). Apparently,I said it a little loud and announce to a majority of Mrs. Larson’s second grade class “I have to go tinkle” and the cute/asshole boy of the class made SOOOOOOOOOO much fun of me! God, I remember the feeling of my cheeks burning up. How embarrassing. Everything else embarrassing that happened to me was to be blamed on alcohol, so I really wasn’t all that embarrassed…   sure thats not what you were looking for- but its what i thought of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jessicafulkerson.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is your favorite red wine to drink lately?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I’ve been playing around a lot recently and buying different wines each tiem. But I recently have gotten into Wilson Creek Winery’s Pinot Noir and Pinot Mour (pronounced- pee- no- more. Lol). Don’t know where to buy it besides the winery though……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;what is your favorite childhood memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I have lots and lots. Luckily, I had a great childhood! Lots involving family trips to iowa, Colorado, and some just kicking it at home. My dad used to take all three of us upstairs on his back when we were little. I was first, chris was on my back, then greg on his back. Talk about fun!!!!! We would giggle and try to not fall off. Really, I don’t know how my dad did it………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;what do you want to name your future kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for a girl : Jessica Kathryn. That’s a name that steve and I have for sure agreed on. Then another girl, Julia. For boys, I love the name Joseph and Andrew. Steve hasn’t really agreed with those names yet. But anyways, I like the classic names best : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jillha.typepad.com/realhonestsilly/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jill &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Calif. seems so foreign to me, being a midwest gal. i've traveled to some different places, but never to your neck of the woods.&lt;br /&gt;what do you love about living there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, whast not to love? Its gorgeous here. We have the beach and the mountains driving distance (the beach being WAY closer, but still) I love that we’re near “hollywood” and that its this almost famous state, but that no one realizes there is soooo much more!! Seriously, you have huge mountains and redwoods, snow and skiing, the desert, the beaches that are insane, the cities, the boon docks. WINE COUNTRY. Cali is awesome, its like its onwn little country. I grew up in the Bay area (nor cal) but moved to Santa Barbara for college, and now am in San Diego (you don’t get much more south) and I love it here best. The weather is awesome all year. I may complain about the marine layer, but seriously- that’s nothing. And the vibe here, so relaxed. L ove it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;what don't you like about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The only thing is prices- its RIDICULOUS!!!!! And there is also a down side to having the LA/Hollywood thing. Everyone is so into be super duper skinny and fake and wearing expensive clothes. That can suck. But whatever, I just ignore them and drink my vino ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;do earthquakes freak you out?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I’ve been in a quite a few, including the big quake of 89. I like that we don’t have warning and they happen so rarely, especially the big ones (were talking decades people) that its really nothing to worry about. Seriously, I’m terrified of tornados. I’ve been in my share of warnings and watches, and I don’t’ understand how people can be afraid of California cause of earthquakes!!!!! Seriously, of every place in the country, cali has the least to worry about in natural disasters (imho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;where are your favorite places/things to do in free time?! besides the wine, of course ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;free time? Whats that???? Seriously, I have had no free time to do anything! seriously, what am i going to do when i have kids? When I’m sitting around doing nothing- that means something should be getting done! (right now, laundry and grocery shopping, and I’m straving and should eat some lunch) but I love scrapbooking (duh) and I do love photography, but I no longer have a nice camera (really really really want the rebel- Christmas present perhaps???) love reading magazines. Some favs are Creating Keepsakes, actually most scrapbooking magazines, people, US, Parents (I know I’m not a parent, but I have the preschool and its full of great info for me! I know, I’m so weird………..) I also love to cook. Love me Rachel Ray. She rocks. But once again, when do I have the time???? And I do like to work out. Really, I do. But only when I’m not tired. That’s when it really sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://badgerdaddy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Baddgerdaddy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Do you have any favourite badgers, at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, aren’t badgers scary mean animals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://monicasharpe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Monica &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;when are you coming back down to AZ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently discussing a possible visit in the fall. And maybe Sedona for spring break next year. I’ll keep you updated……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I love asking questions since I'm such a mitotera! HA!- why don't you drink caffeine? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave it up cause of headaches and sensitive stomach. I have both those problems, and caffeinie is supposed to be bad for both, so I though- might as well not drink it then! I think I may have been dieting too….-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;what kind of car do you drive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pancho Verde, aka Frank Green. A big ole green suburban. Yes, a gas guzzler. But I actually need a car this big. Why you ask? Hello, preschool fieldtrips! I can fit 6 kids IN carseats in that bad boy. And you don’t get much safer than pancho. Nope, no one f’s w/pancho. And don’t’ worry, I don’t’ drive him that much since I work at home, so I don’ t have to fill up often. But did you know that gas pumps stop at $75? Yep. I can’t even fill up pancho’s tank all the way in one sitting. That’s the only part that sucks……-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;do you have any regrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really doin’t believe in regrets. At the time, its right for me. I've never done something thinking- "i'm gonna regret this......." The one thing I do regret is not going on this European trip the summer after highschool with my girlfriend, basically cause of a boyfriend. There were also health issues, but I choose to blame the stupid abusive ex. So that’s my one regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://brandyseitz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What type of wine do you drink? Do you have a favorite type of wine(Red, White, Reisling, etc.)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I really am known as a wino in the blgo world ; )&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I love my reds. Love pinots and cabs. But I enjoy a good bottle of any wine, really, though I’m not too found of super sweet wines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What is your favorite room in your house and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Hmmmm. Well, my bedroom is the only room that is actually almost all the way decorated and matching. And its wear I get to sleep, and of course “where the magic happens” so I guess I’ll say that room. It also is attached to our bathroom, which has my big old bathtub which I LOVE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What room does all the magic (the scrap magic) happen in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The office. Steve and I share. And there is literally a line where my junk stops and his neatness begins. Pretty funny really. Right now I’m taking over his side, too. Not much room for steve o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Where do ya wanna meet in Iowa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find a good place that’s half way to see angie and barb and em, so I’m thinking its going to be like a random scrapbook store in illionois? Maybe I’m totally off. I don’t’ have a map in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;what is your favorite type of wine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Red : ) see above questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;what do you hate to clean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything. Seriously. But mostly the showers in the bathroom. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;what thing do you cook the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Cook a lot of chicken, salmon, and pastas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;what is your favorite candle smell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend got me the most amazing candle for a house warming gift. Honeysuckle by votive. It seems sooooo freakin good, and you don’t even have to light it to smell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Do you kill plants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, sometimes. But doesn’t matter cause my hubbys’ got a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GREEN THUMB&lt;/span&gt;. So I just buy plants I like and he takes care of them : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Do you like milk or dark chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Both. Mmmmm chocolate……………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://slippersnsocks.blogspot.com//"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Elizabeth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;why did you choose to work with kids???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Cause I love them! They’re so freaking cute and funny. No matter what, I will laugh at least once a day when working with kids. And apparently I’m rather good at it. So it works : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;what is the craziest thing you did as a result of too much vino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Oh goodness. Vino alone, I don’t know. And ya know, I really don’t know the answer to this. I do a lot of crazy things, how to name the craziess? Let me think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how did you and your man meet?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was a crazy story- result of too much tequila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when will there be pitterpatters?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully super duper soon!!!!  check back in a month or two..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could go one place(NOT the midwest!) where would it be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s hard to answer just one. But I guess I really want to go to austrailia. That’d be awesome. I want to hold a koala bear and jump with a kangaroo : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so GLAD you're up an running. i need to busta move on my cj.. and get it sent out!!ps//question,,,when do I get my RACK?????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oops, forgot about that. Seriously. I didn’t think you ever got my message that you were getting one. I’ll get on it, I promise………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://caroekg.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caroline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;what is your favorite line of paper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEI always has something i love.  and wild asparagus.  and lots of other random lines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i was originally thinking of making this 2 seperate posts.  probably should have.  its taken me DAYS to get this thing finally up!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry that i lag.  and if you read the whole thing?  freakin you are da bomb of a blog reader.  wish i could give a prize, but i 've been laggin on to other RAKS so i'm not gonna promise that (sorry elizabeth....)&lt;br /&gt;have a fabulous tuesday eveyrone : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115038544412869386?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115038544412869386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115038544412869386' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115038544412869386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115038544412869386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-questions-finally-answered.html' title='your questions- finally answered ; )'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-115023023266883203</id><published>2006-06-13T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:24:15.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little bow wow..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i just don't know, how you move so fast across the floo.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a shout out to my best friend&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114441889277149142"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; jessica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  she works for universal pictures and does PR for them.  they currently have a movie "&lt;a href="http://thefastandthefurious.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the fast and the furious" tokoyo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;edition or something ridiculous like that (i really didn't think the first one was good enough to merit a second, but what do i know)  any ways, staring in this movie is&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/artists/az/bow_wow/artist.jhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bow Wow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;  formerly know as "lil' bow wow."  and part of jessica's duties are hanging out with Bow (which is apparently how he likes to be refered to) and his entourage.  i personally get a total kick out of picturing my best friend jessica, this sweet innocent blond girl, hanging out with a 19 year old rapper and his posse.  I told her she MUST get a picture, and i will be sure to share if she does!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i have the answers to all my "&lt;a href="http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-help-please.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;blog" questions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;filled out, just need to look for some pictures to add.  and recently, life has made an unexpected turn so i've been a little crazy busy (on top of my already crazy business, which i think i must just make up.  i seriously don't know how i'm always so busy doing nothinhg) so i haven't had the time to put into searching for pics.  but its coming soon!  and i'll fill y'all in soon too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, word of advice to anyone mailing something to canada.  don't claim its worth more then $20 or they may end up charging the recieving party $73.48.  Thats what happened this last time i sent the cj to my bloggin babe friend &lt;a href="http://www.valmagoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Val&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; up in cananda.  um, whoops!  who woudl have thought?  don't worry, i'm making sure she won't have to pay the money, and next time i'm saying that the package costs $20!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a super short and lame post, but better than nothing. &lt;br /&gt;and i'm still singing the bow wow song...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-115023023266883203?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/115023023266883203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=115023023266883203' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115023023266883203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/115023023266883203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-bow-wow.html' title='little bow wow..........'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114977768946153172</id><published>2006-06-08T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T07:41:38.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>star, star, 94.1!</title><content type='html'>the end of a long, exhausting day (as usual). the 4 remaining kids were drawing with chalk on the ground outside, about to clean up. i was sitting and watching them, pondering those deep questions of life, when all of the sudden &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"star, star - 94.1!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;little mandy busts out a local radio station jiggle. omg, i bust out laughing. it was sooooooooooooooooo incredibly random, and so funny. maybe you had to be there, but it was one of those moments that make me remember why i love my job. right now its frustrating that i can't find a decent assistant, and i'm all alone all day, and i'm super tired by the end, but the kids still crack me up and i love them : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had gorgeous weather all last week. now its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;june gloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. : ( booooooo to june gloom!!!! yeah, the marine layer was so heavy last night it looks like it rained. grrr. i need to get my tan on people, not happening when stupid june gloom clouds are covering mr. sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i wanted to post a layout i did recently, and &lt;a href="http://scrapscrapscrap.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;michelles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;cj entry. so if no one wants to see it, close their eyes!!!! i already posted it on &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;layout_id=889957"&gt;2peas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so for michelles i had to go to a starbucks and dedicate a chair to michelle and "cj it up." but see, i don't drink caffeine, don't really go to starbucks that often (though when i DID drink caffeine, that was one of my favs. loooooved the fracpacinos -sp?-) so i felt silly going in there. had no one to drag with me so i didn't feel quite so silly snapping pics of their chairs, but its cool. i did it very discretly........... and i ordered some sort of non-caffeine chocolate blend milkshake type drink. it was alright. there were a lot of chairs to chose from. at first i was eyeing this big ole comfy chair, then i saw the chair with the desk. i knew it was meant to be. total scrapbooking desk. i feel like i've heard michelle mention scrapbooking at starbucks before. but maybe that was just a park. but anyways, i thought it was perfect!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so thats the story of michelles' cj. if you want to know what i used, click on the pic and it will take you to 2peas where i have it mostly written down .  (ETA ok, and blogger is sucking hard core and won't let me post any pics of my lo's!!!!!!!!!!!!!  i've been trying all yesterday and today.  grrrr.  so just click &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;layout_id=889957"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see it.  sorry y'all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is a layout i did using &lt;a href="http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-at-25.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; journaling. i had all these fabulous ideas for the layout. saw one by &lt;a href="http://www.aliedwards.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ali edwards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in ck mag 2 months ago that i was planning on lifting. love the &lt;a href="http://fortheloveofeffers.blogspot.com/2006/05/dare-to-be-different-27.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to use non-scrapbook stuff. even bought these &lt;a href="http://www.fontwerks.com/Store/view_product.php?product=um-053&amp;cat_id=4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fab stamps&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;from fontwerks just for it (thanks jamie!). tried to mix it all up, but it dind' t come out how i wanted AT ALL. i actually re-did the whole layout basically (thats why you don't see the stamp. f-ed that one up) and nows its kinda boring. but whatever. my fav part is the envelope. the purplish circle around the flower? yep, thats a wine stain. i used the envelope as a coaster for my glass of vino one night, and it left the prettiest stain. so i knew i had to use it. then when i saw the dare, i was like- here we go. but not so much. sat on my scrap table for weeks. finally i was like, ok, i'll just post it and be done with it for now. i need to put the date on somewhere. but yeah, this is it for now: once again, stupid blogger.  click &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/pg.asp?cmd=display&amp;layout_id=889972"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr. computers and blogger can make me a very angry chica sometimes.  seriously, two days to post one entry, and it doesn't even have the pictures i wanted?  the WHOLE reason i was posting????  grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;anyways, not gonna let it get me down.&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave you all with this quote i just read in the paper from Jon Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"the internet is just a world passing notes around in a classroom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh, and can someone please explain to me how al gore invented the internet????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114977768946153172?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114977768946153172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114977768946153172' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114977768946153172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114977768946153172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/star-star-941_08.html' title='star, star, 94.1!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114944989990149706</id><published>2006-06-04T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T12:38:19.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DaVinci Codes, wine tasting, and lazy Sundays.......</title><content type='html'>first off, guess i should clarify my whole "mid-west" thing.  I tend to forget that the midwest is kinda a big place, not just Iowa, Illinois and Wisconsin.  Sorry, its my cali-girl ditziness coming out ; )&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Iowa to visit my family (they moved there after I graduated highschool.  I have never lived in Iowa) for the fourth of July.  They live in a small town called DeWitt, Iowa, right near the mississippi river and Illinois.  Thats where I'll be.  Email me if you're close enough to meet up, and hopefully we can work something out!!!!! (though my week is already pretty booked.  thats what happens when you have 26 + cousins that you never get to see............)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so thats cleared up.  Whew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, its a &lt;strong&gt;lazy sunday&lt;/strong&gt;.  soooooooooo nice.  the house is all cleaned cause we finally found an affordable, fabulous cleaning lady!  so now i can actually have lazy days and not feel bad. and remember- i don't have time to be lazy during the week!!!!&lt;br /&gt;we're about to go for a walk around the neighborhood, cause its such a gorgeous day.  Too hot to go hiking, but a nice stroll will do : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went wine tasting with &lt;a href="http://www.marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muriel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and her husband Armond.  So much fun.  and soooo freakin hot.  it was 95 degrees in Temecula.  good times.  but it was nice and a lot of fun : )  yay for 2pea friends!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I saw &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0382625/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The DaVinci Codes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  For those of you that don't know, thats my favorite book.  Like ever.  Seriously,  I've read it so many times!!!!!  I went on the &lt;a href="http://www.danbrown.com/novels/davinci_code/reviews.html"&gt;websites,&lt;/a&gt; played all the little games, addicted (that was also when i wasn't working............)  So i really wanted to see the movie, but was also kinda not sure what I was going to think.  So here's what i thought:&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't as good as the book.  but are they ever?  didn't deserve the really bad reviews though.  but if i hadn't read the book, i think i would have been waaaaaaaaaay confused.   tom hanks- ok.  i still think that it should have been harrison ford (remember, he discribed himself as harrison ford in tweeds!).  LOVED the actress they used for Sophie. She was too cute!!!  Didnt' like the change to the end.  I liked that the grand dude was her grandfather.  Don't really know why the needed to change that.  And what was with all the people that came when they found out Sophie was there at the end?  Dumb.  too hollywoodized.  anyways, i could go on.  already discussed with Steve, and then again with Muriel and Armond.   Glad i saw it, wish it was a bit better, but it couldn't ever be as good as the book.  and there is a LOT in that book. so if you haven't read the book- i reccomend it!!!! Dan Brown is my favorite author, too.  So check out all his other books (all like 3 of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my schpill on that.  love all the questions you guys asked.  too much fun!  if you have any more, add them- i'll post later this week.  gonna go on our stroll, grocery shop and laundry- then scrapbook!!!  Gots to finish &lt;a href="http://scrapscrapscrap.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Michelle's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CJ (Send out is tomorrow &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Babes&lt;/span&gt;!!!!)  and maybe some fun layouts too.  Then the last Soprano's of the year!  love that show.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Have a fabulous Lazy Sunday y'all!!!!!&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/17432054-114944989990149706?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114944989990149706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114944989990149706' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114944989990149706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114944989990149706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/davinci-codes-wine-tasting-and-lazy.html' title='DaVinci Codes, wine tasting, and lazy Sundays.......'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114917351998023311</id><published>2006-06-01T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T08:01:13.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little help please............</title><content type='html'>so, i have my blog up and running again-&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; but for some reason i have nothing to blog about&lt;/span&gt;. well, i have some things, but i don't want to complain about how work sucks right now (having soooo much trouble finding a new assistant) and i don't have pictures and lo's to post, so yeah. i need a little help. i've seen other bloggers do this before: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you guys ask me questions, and i'll answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. pretty simple really. just ask whatever. scrap related, non scrap related. that will give me something to blog about :)&lt;br /&gt;i do have a few posts coming up, but i need pics and lo's first, so it has to be done at another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weathers been awesome here in so cal. almost too nice. so today we're doing water play. that always calms the kiddo-s down : ) and a few more interviews with assistants. hopefully i'll find a fabulous one soon! i'm dying here.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend i'm going wine tasting with &lt;a href="http://www.marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;muriel&lt;/a&gt;- so stoked, you all know how much i love my wine!!!! and i'll finish up my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bloggin babes cj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from michelle. starbucks, here i come! ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh- and my midwest babes.  we need to make a plan to meet when i'm out the week of 7/3 - 7/7.  any scrap store thats half way???? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114917351998023311?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114917351998023311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114917351998023311' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114917351998023311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114917351998023311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-help-please.html' title='a little help please............'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114896044612423973</id><published>2006-05-29T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T21:00:54.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how stoked am i?</title><content type='html'>omg, seriously, that was so traumatizing.  not having my blog?  i about freaked.  so many posts that i had planned on scrapbooking (one day) and just not being able to do my random little blogs!&lt;br /&gt;but i'm back.  still figuring out everything.  like where my banner went?  and i need to re-set up all my links (grrrrrrr)  but at least i have my blog back. &lt;br /&gt;i don't really have time to do any blogging right now, but i'm back!  i hope you are all still around and didn't forget about me : (  just gimme a little shout out to know you're still there! (and if you do, it will help me find your blog a lot faster!  lost all the blogs that i had on my links : (  so if you want your spot back, be sure to comment )&lt;br /&gt;hope you all have a fabulous memorial weekend- i know mine went by way to fast, and i did not get enough done at all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;be back soon ; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114896044612423973?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114896044612423973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114896044612423973' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114896044612423973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114896044612423973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-stoked-am-i.html' title='how stoked am i?'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114798329478451636</id><published>2006-05-18T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T13:14:54.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/jack%20johnson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/jack%20johnson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack johnson is 31 today. oh i love the fun facts i learn from &lt;a href="http://www.trent.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. ; ) and we all know how i looooooove jack! so he's only 6 years older. thats not bad at all. i'd marry him. except i'm already married, and so is he, and i would never been able to even open my mouth near him i'd be so star-struck.&lt;br /&gt;and how good was LOST last night?  i wish i could have watched it with someone so i could discuss everything.  it was totally predictable that micheal was tricked, or whatever you want to call the situation.  i cannot wait for next week!  who wants to come over to my LOST seasons finale party? &lt;br /&gt;pretty much thats all for now. blogger is being weird so i don't even know if i'll be able to post this. to get HERE i had to google my preschool name (which i just found out that my blog pops up if you google it, so i'm gonna have to take out the old post w/my preschools name in it. oops!) to find an old post, then i got into this part. the dashboard? is that whats its called?&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thats my random post. hopefully it works, and i'll be back next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114798329478451636?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114798329478451636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114798329478451636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114798329478451636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114798329478451636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-jack.html' title='happy birthday jack'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114779129191093699</id><published>2006-05-16T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T13:12:34.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got some good news and some bad news..........</title><content type='html'>thats what my assistant said to me when she came in to work yesterday. an hour an a half late (ok, so she told me she would be late, but this just makes the story better). and then she preceeds to tell me that she got another job. um, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still waiting for the good news??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was no fun, not a good way to start the day&lt;br /&gt;then, after work i'm kinda bumming about it all, so i don't get to finish my cj in time to send it. DANG! so that was a bummer. but at least i finished my cj!!! i'm sending it out tonight&lt;br /&gt;here it is!&lt;br /&gt;my cover. i'm really stoked on this part. and the album is brown and pink. and all the scans are no good, cause my scanner sucks. but i was stoked that the yellowish flower i got from &lt;a href="http://babssbabble.blogspot.com/"&gt;barb&lt;/a&gt; turned out perfectly! i used that color for the background color in the bookplate- did it on microsoft word. look at me, all computer savvy........... (thanks barb!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/bloggin%20babes%20cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/bloggin%20babes%20cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intro page. pretty boring. actually, very boring. but whatever. it does the job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/bloggin%20babes%20intro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/bloggin%20babes%20intro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sign in pages. i'm not cool and don't know how to like paste the two togheter, so you'll just have to picture it. didn't have very many extra pages, so the sign in page had to be just 2 pages, hence the tiny little square sign ins. but i figure everyone is supposed to use a pic of themselve on their lo, so i don't need it on the sign in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/bloggin%20babes%20sign%20in%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/bloggin%20babes%20sign%20in%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, blogger is being stupid and i can only do one page.  but you get the idea.  and then here is my entry.  i'm actually pretty happy with it.  pic was taken by the fabulous &lt;a href="http://scrapscrapscrap.blogspot.com/"&gt;michelle&lt;/a&gt;- thanks chica! and the fun paperclip was also from barb.  and i used rubons!  i think they turned out pretty ok.  if you can't read what it says": sister-daughter/newlywed-wine lover/a bit crazy- happy/scrapbooker- magazine whore - wife- silly/ preschool teacher- 25/work otu wanna be/ fabulous me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yeah, it does look like i wrote magazine, then whore.  but i swear, i'm not a whore!!!! lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/bloggin%20babes%20sign%20in%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/bloggin%20babes%20sign%20in%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so yeah, thats my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bloggin babes cj&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  so stoked to have this started  can't wait to get michelles in the mail (ok, btw michelle, i think i wrote something about it being the last cj i get?  i'm a dork.  its the first one!  right?  oh dang, i don't know.  but you know what i meant)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have a wedding this weekend, that i'm in.  i've told some of you about it, so you know what i'm talking about.  lots of stuff to do before hand, plus no assistant = no much bloggin for kat.  so if i'm mia, thats why- but i'll be back!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;have a fabulous middle of the month of may rest of the week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114779129191093699?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114779129191093699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114779129191093699' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114779129191093699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114779129191093699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-got-some-good-news-and-some-bad.html' title='i&apos;ve got some good news and some bad news..........'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114746371693569807</id><published>2006-05-12T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T12:55:16.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who wears short shorts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fabulous fact friday. everyone's doing it, thought i should join in!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but first&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;an update. kinda. last night i got to sit around and do, well, pretty much *nothing*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it rocked&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;funny how i always complain about balance, but life does kinda just balance itself off naturally. and this is just the stupid stuff. like not having enough time to catch up on emails, blogger, myspace, 2peas, etc. then last night, i was exhausted (we went on a field trip. nuff said) so after i made dinner,  i just did nothing. it rocked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, now onto some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;fabulously random facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) i like my jeans tight, but my shorts baggy. and short. hence the title. &lt;em&gt;yep- i wear short shorts!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) i have to wear a mouth guard at night, cause apparently i &lt;strong&gt;grind&lt;/strong&gt; my teeth really bad. i've woken steve up with it. but we thought it was just me clinkin my tounge ring around. yeah- turns out that and my teeth!  i'm close to hitting a nerve- eww! craziness&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) i don't think i know my natural color. i've been &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dying my hair since i was like 14 or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) i hate &lt;strong&gt;spiders and bees&lt;/strong&gt;. and anything else that stings. i used to wish on my birthday candles that all of them would go away. damn. didn't happen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) totally copped out on mothers day and just ordered flowers. i'm a scrapper- i should be making her cards! but i suck, and i've been too busy, and practically forgot about mothers day (my kids at my preschool made their mothers day gift almost a month ago. they painted little pots and we planted flowers. only two of the pots actually grew the flowers. damn. ok, off the topic............) but my mom rocks and deserves better. i'm a bad daughter : (&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) i'm gonna have &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;margaritas&lt;/span&gt; again tonight.  someone brought premade margaritas to our party, that we obviously didn't need.   so tonight we're making enchilladas (again) and margaritas (again)  but seriously- how can you tire of margaritas?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) apparently, i'm greedy-  according to The &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins Quiz&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/"&gt;4degreez.com&lt;/a&gt; (saw it on &lt;a href="http://levionthewebagain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Levi's&lt;/a&gt; blog and decided to try it out) and that made me sad : (  i think its cause i don't donate money to charity- cause i haven't had any to donate!  but i do food drives with the kids, and we make valentines for retirement homes.  but anyways, that made me sad.  i need to work on not being greedy.  oh, and also gluttony.  they totally called me fat.  bastards&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: #110000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #110000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #110000 1px solid; WIDTH: 400px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #110000 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; BACKGROUND: #440011; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: #770022; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 120px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 14px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; BACKGROUND: #330011; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: #660033; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 108px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 14px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; BACKGROUND: #220011; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: #330077; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 46px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 14px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; BACKGROUND: #220011; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: #330077; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 42px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 14px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; BACKGROUND: #220011; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: #330077; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 34px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 14px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; BACKGROUND: #220011; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: #330077; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 40px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 14px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;b style="FONT: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif'; COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 7px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 7px; BACKGROUND: #220011; PADDING-BOTTOM: 7px; FONT: 13px arial, 'sans serif'; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 85px; COLOR: #ffffff; PADDING-TOP: 7px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;Low&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; VERTICAL-ALIGN: middle; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 200px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #331111"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: #330077; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 58px; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 14px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8) i've been pierced &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;23 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  the most i had at one time was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (my lucky number).  now i have 13.  wait, thats an unlucky number.  hmmmm, new piercing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9) i love &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;leopard print&lt;/span&gt;.  my whole dorm room was all leopard print and purple.  i was into it way before spice girls even.  but now that i'm married, and steve has some imput on decorating- leopard print, not so much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10) i've never live in iowa.  i know some people thing i have, but i nope.  born in colorado, raised in nor cal, and now is so cal.  all my family lives in iowa.  i visit all the time.  but i've never lived there, and i never will (not to diss IA, i just love me my so cal!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so those were some really random and maybe not so fabulous facts.  but now you know just a little bit more about me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have a fabulous weekend!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (holy cowzas, this week went by tooo freakin fast!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114746371693569807?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114746371693569807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114746371693569807' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114746371693569807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114746371693569807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/05/who-wears-short-shorts_12.html' title='who wears short shorts?'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114722189222663574</id><published>2006-05-09T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T12:41:55.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>work hard.  play harder</title><content type='html'>yep. so i do have a crazy busy day. and it can be ridiculous some times. but soon, i'll be making enough money to hire another assistant, and i'll just scrapbook all day. that would be awesome. we'll see if it ever happens. and when it does, i'll brag, k? alright&lt;br /&gt;so yes, work hard- play even harder! cinco was off the hizzy. major margarita drinking. and tequilla shot taking. ay ay!!! so much fun&lt;br /&gt;here are a few pics of the evening unfolding......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the margarita machine.  rented from senorita margarita.  they were the BOMB.  lol.  love that expression......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;before all the guests arrived, i took a little break to relax in the hammock.  we got it as a wedding gift, but we can't leave it up outside otherwise some kid would crack his skull open playing on it.  but it thought it was the perfect time to bust it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;first shot of the evening!  (ok, it wasn't actually my first, but everyone elses).  we were taking shots of patron.  nice.  no salt or limes necessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0936.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0936.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;look how happy i am?  i did a little skip afterwards.  cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me and my friend paula.  totally a cute pic, but i'm not looking at the camera.  who does that?  stupid me, i ruined the pic : p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;steve pouring in the SECOND batch of margaritas.  each batch contains enough for 75 8oz margaritas.  so we decide to make another batch.  and i think its a great idea to also add rum instead of triple sec to the mix- along with the tequilla (no one evne noticed, though).  and yeah, this batch dind't get close to being finished.  we should have just stuck to beer......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oops, forgot to turn this around.  our friends from college IV days.  they came from santa barbara, and bobby came from lodi for the fiesta!!!  fun stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me, again, at the tequilla shot table. woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my favorite picture of the night.  steve works with the two guys in the pic with me.  the also all play softball togheter.  love this pic! so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and this is me towards the end of the evening.  i totally look pregnant (dont' worry, i'm not!!!!) in that shirt.  i was dancing around a sombrero, my interpretation of a hat dance.  shortly after i was sleeping on the sofa...........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so that was my cinco de mayo!  and it took for freakin ever for me to get these darn pictures on my computer, then my blog.  so i've decided that i'm not going to post so many pics on my blog, cause then i never get any blogging done.  (the whole 2 computers thing)  don't worry- i'll still post pics, just not every week.  but i want to do more random blogging, not so much updates, etc.  so thats what i'll do....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;monday night i sent out my pea-utiful cj.  its kinda a complicated situation, some of you girls already know it, but i haven't been able to do a cj entry for a few months.  so it felt so good to complete this last one.  such a feeling of accomplishment as i tucked my cj page in the book.  i love that it was something i don't usually do, and at first i didn't like my layout, but in the end i was really proud of it!  thats why i'm loving the cj thing, gets me to do things out side my little scrapbooking box ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thats all for now.  i can't believe its wednesday already!  how the week has flown..........  but let me tell you, by tuesday morning i was wishing i still had that margarita machine ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have a fabulous rest of the day!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114722189222663574?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114722189222663574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114722189222663574' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114722189222663574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114722189222663574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/05/work-hard-play-harder.html' title='work hard.  play harder'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114670626428546513</id><published>2006-05-03T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T18:31:04.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you think you know, but you have NO idea..........</title><content type='html'>ok, so i don't think any of you really think you know anything about my daily life. and i always thought that was the stupidest line on that mtv show. ok, if i thought i knew anything about your life, i wouldn't watch the show. duh.&lt;br /&gt;ok, anyways, so life has been crazy, as usual. and i haven't had time to post. so i decided to let you all know what i do all day and why i'm so busy. a day in the life of me...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5:45 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - alarm goes off. i hit snooze. a bunch of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;6:05 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - finally roll out of bed. shower, get dressed, make the bed, head down stairs set up a few things for preschool, and then start to unload the dishwasher......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6:30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - baby Blake arrives. i dont' open till 7:30, but i needed a client when i first started, and so i took him on. he's lucky he's such a cute baby! ; ) and the family is really cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually put him in his highchair w/juice and cheerios while i finish unloading the dishwasher, packing steve lunch, and maybe start my own breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;7 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - baby Blake usually goes down for his morning nap. i get to finally eat my breakfast. check email/blogs, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;7:30 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - the kids start arriving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you what goes on in my preschool, cause that will probably bore you all.  or maybe i just don't feel like writing it all down..... but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;12:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - NAPTIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  woo hoo!  this part rocks.  if i'm lucky enough to have them all asleep at one time. and usually i'm not.  when i'm really really really really lucky? t hey all stay asleep or on their nap mats till almost 3pm.  but unfortunatly, this is a very rare occasion.  so rare, in fact, that it hasn't even happened since i opened my san diego branch of shuckleber.  dang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:30 pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - the last of the kids (should) be leaving.  if not, they pay extra, $1/minute.  so that can actually be nice- extra scrapbook supplies anyone?&lt;br /&gt;then i have to tidy up, probably sweep, maybe vaccuum, spray a bit of "clorox anywhere" (that stuff rocks!!!) what have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so by now i'm exhausted.  but, more i'm not done yet&lt;br /&gt;then i make a (healthy) dinner for me and my hubby&lt;br /&gt;clean up the dishes (some nights steve does all the clean up for me.  thats always nice)&lt;br /&gt;then i spend the rest of the time trying to work out, scrapbook, catching up on blogs, 2peas (which i barely have time to do after all the blogging) fun reading, watching the boob tube (thank goodness for tivo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;and try to be in bed by &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;9,&lt;/span&gt; so i can be asleep by &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; to get a  &lt;strong&gt;full 8 hours of sleep&lt;/strong&gt;.  which is what i really need.  but it rarely works out............&lt;br /&gt;and keep in mind that i also have to keep the house (and i hate cleaning), pay the bills, do the laundry, have some what of a social life, all the work that comes with owning a preschool, etc.&lt;br /&gt;wow, get tired even explaining it. &lt;br /&gt;i'm also doing 2 cj's, planning a bachelorette party, and a cinco de mayo party this friday!  what the hell is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, so thats the day in the life of me. &lt;br /&gt;at least i have a cleaning lady coming saturday, so one less thing to do!&lt;br /&gt;and now its wednesday, my "scrap night"  so im gonna make dinner, then make some mexican wedding cookies for the cinco party, then work on some cj's!!! (after i clean up the scrapbook room of course..........)&lt;br /&gt;so have a fabulous rest of the week, and be sure to cinco it up this weekend!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114670626428546513?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114670626428546513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114670626428546513' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114670626428546513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114670626428546513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-think-you-know-but-you-have-no.html' title='you think you know, but you have NO idea..........'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114633071250679873</id><published>2006-04-29T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:11:52.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miscommunication sucks</title><content type='html'>did i even spell that right?  well grrrr, i was all excited cause i found this woman to clean my house for a really great deal- and she supposedly does a great job.  a mom at my preschool gave me her number.  so i thought she was coming today, at 8am.  i got up early, and keep in mind that i won't be able to sleep in tomorrow either.  so i gave up my sleep in time to not have to clean.  i was so excited.  an hour and a half later, shes STILL not here, so i call her.  she thought that she was to come next saturday.  GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.  i'm so annoyed.  not at her, just the situation.  so now, today, i have to clean.  so much for my saturday of scrapping.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and just so everyone knows, i don't even DRINK any of that milk!  all for my preschoolers and my hubby.  i sometimes use the light soy milk (i'm lactose intolerant, which sucks cause i love ice cream and cheeese) in my cereal.  &lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;anyways, so i'm not going to have a bummer post so i'll just post fun pics and layouts&lt;br /&gt;not too many more from my bday, &lt;br /&gt;me and steve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/me%20%26%20steve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/me%20%26%20steve.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boys being dumb. this is in the last winery, where we got a little tour of where the wine is made and stuff.  this is the room with all the barrels.  and the boys decide to do some jump high five thingy.  personally, i'm more impressed with my drunken photog skills, that i actually caught this picture.  funny stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/boys%20being%20dorks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/boys%20being%20dorks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all from my party.  a few pics i defiently can't post online, and others i can't find.  so i just give up on that.  next week si my cinco de mayo party- there will be lots of fun pics from that, i promise!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my actual bday, look at my yummy desert.  green tea ice cream with chocolate and berries.  YUM-O!!!!  i look kinda evil in this pic.  and i have no upper lip.  been noticing that recently.  at least when i smile i don't, it like dissapears.  maybe i should get collagen........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0840.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is a real cool pic, but i don't know what to do with it.  so i'll put it on my blog.  just the candle that was at our table, and the shawdow it casted on the wall.  tizight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0843.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, some eye candy for the ladies.  and yes, i did just call scrapbookign supplies "eye candy"  i know all you non-scrappers out there think i'm insane, but you scrappin ladies can relate, right?&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of goodies michelle gave me for my bday!!!!! thanks michelle, you rock my socks : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0857.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for the bad photo.  i need a better camera.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the stuff i bought the other day.  i just went in for my (BLACK &amp; pink) scrapbook for my bloggin babes cj, and ended up spending almost $70.  ooops. oh- and the girls who worked there didn't know what a circle journal was.  wtf?  i sure felt like a stupid psycho scrapper.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0887.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, my layouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/chris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, well blogger is being weird.  so i guess just one. for now.  and steve just said he'll help clean, so maybe i will have time to do a few more lo's today. yeah right. &lt;br /&gt;tonights my first padre game of the season.  yeah trevor time!  hopefully they'll win.  and tomorrow i'm goign to my friend who got married in hawaii's mainland reception.  &lt;br /&gt;have a fab weekend y'all!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114633071250679873?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114633071250679873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114633071250679873' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114633071250679873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114633071250679873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/miscommunication-sucks.html' title='miscommunication sucks'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114615038560550410</id><published>2006-04-27T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T08:06:25.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rock my socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;for some reason i've been saying that recently. well, not saying it, but typing it. weird. but i'm a weird gal, so what can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;a href="http://babssbabble.blogspot.com/"&gt;barb&lt;/a&gt;, my bloggin babe and peautiful internet amiga tagged us babes. haven't done one in awhile, so i thought i would do it now. i don't have my lo's uploaded yet, and maybe a few bday pics at the bottom. (and just so you all know, the computer w/my pics and scanner is upstairs, i mostly use my laptop downstairs when i have kids here. so thats why i lag at uploading pics and lo's. sorry, i suck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5 things In my fridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy milk&lt;br /&gt;Light soy milk&lt;br /&gt;skim milk&lt;br /&gt;wine&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of already measured out foods (turkey, cheese, veggies, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clothes (duh)&lt;br /&gt;purses&lt;br /&gt;shoes shoes and more shoes&lt;br /&gt;laundry hamper&lt;br /&gt;my cowboy hat! woooo hoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In my purse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my humongoid wallet- stuffed with 3 checking accounts and a bunch of credit cards i don't need&lt;br /&gt;Crap&lt;br /&gt;cell phone&lt;br /&gt;keys&lt;br /&gt;more crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In my car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cd's- love my jack johnson, eminem, and random mixes&lt;br /&gt;empty water bottles. for some reason i'm horrible at remembering to take them out!&lt;br /&gt;sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;maps&lt;br /&gt;crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm so freakin random. and i have a lot of crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;here are a few bday pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/me!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/me%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/bday%20group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/bday%20group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and yeah, thats all for now.  blogger is being stupid and not letting me uplaod...............grrrrr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hopefully i'll post my lo's soon!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;have a fab thursday- almost the weekend!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114615038560550410?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114615038560550410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114615038560550410' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114615038560550410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114615038560550410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/rock-my-socks.html' title='rock my socks'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114594025135966468</id><published>2006-04-24T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T21:44:11.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>give me one reason</title><content type='html'>just heard that song on the radio as i was parking my car.  love that song.  tracy rocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots going on right now, been super busy, and i'm gonna keep this short cause its 9:15 and i want to watch my tivo-ed "Big Love" before i go to bed.  yes, tv is more of a priority than blogging.  sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sooooo much fun with&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;muriel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;a href="http://scrapscrapscrap.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;this weekend.  i love scrapping with friends, especially when they're as "hard core" as i am, or more so.  talking about pp, chipboard, hs, 7gypsie, ki, basic grey, mm, what have you.  all that fun scrap talk that no one else finds entertaining unless they're psycho, ahem, i mean hard core like me.  plus the BEST part is having honest opinions and ideas when you're stuck.  that rocks.  and they're both amazing scrappers.  and michelle puts together lo's like you would not believe.  she's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, it was lots of fun.  check out michelle's blog for some pics (i couldn't find my camera, and i'm annoyed cause i reallly wanted a pic of the table- it was a total mess! love it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a new diet right now.  one of the mom's at my preschool is a nutritionist, so she hooked me up.  and i just signed up for some sessions w/my work out trainer w/some of my tax money.  yeah, kinda let everything get away.  it just sucks that i worked sooooo hard to look fabulous for my wedding, then not even a year later i've almost gained it all back!  i was totally fine with 5 pounds, ok with 10, but 15?  not so much.  and i want to lose the weight before i get pregnant.  weird, yes,  i know.  but i'm weird, so there : p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stoked on the cj.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bloggin babes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  everyone seems really excited, so many fun ideas/topics, and all fabulous ladies!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;check out this tizight blinkie that &lt;a href="http://brandyseitz.blogspot.com/"&gt;brandy&lt;/a&gt; made for us&lt;br /&gt;ok, not working.  so check out her &lt;a href="http://brandyseitz.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, and you'll see it there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114594025135966468?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114594025135966468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114594025135966468' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114594025135966468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114594025135966468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/give-me-one-reason.html' title='give me one reason'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114550773484758227</id><published>2006-04-19T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T21:35:34.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me at 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i'm a wife.  a daugther.  a sister.  and hopefully a mother really soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i'm a preschool teacher, a business owner, a boss.  holy shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;thats all awesome and i'm so happy for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;but sometimes its all hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i love food.  probably too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i love wine.  defiently too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i'm trying so hard to accept who i am, with all my imperfections.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;but its hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;really hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;balance is something that i don't think i'll ever find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;rachel ray is fabulous. yummo.  i want to cook 30 minute meals every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;jack johnson is a sexy singer man, and i love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i love easy read books, celeb magazines, and any reading material related to scrapbooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;tivo rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;scary movies are my favorite, but my husband doesn't always want to watch them with me cause i squeze his hand so tight they go numb.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i love my girlfriends and i miss them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i have the best, sexiest husband ever.  i'm so lucky to have him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;life totally overwhelms me all the time.  i don't feel like i have time for anything.  i really don't know how i ever get anything done.  at the same time, i'm alwasy wondering why i can't do it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i'm a total internet nerd.  blogger, 2peas, myspace, what have you.  but i am a complete computer idiot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i feel weird saying i've met friends online, but its true, what are you going to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;its scary growing up, becoming an adult, when i really think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;but i don't really have time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;rigth now i'm trying to just be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(yes, this is going to be a scrapbook page.  just waiting for a picture of  me to scrap it.  hopefully &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://scrapscrapscrap.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; will hook it up this sat for me!!!!  and i'm going to be putting pics up soon, but gimme a break- didn't you read the post? i 'm freakin busy people!!! ; )   seriously, will hopefully do that soon.  just had to get this all off my chest, or out of my head so that i dind't lose it...........)&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/17432054-114550773484758227?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114550773484758227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114550773484758227' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114550773484758227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114550773484758227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-at-25.html' title='me at 25'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114542079763919558</id><published>2006-04-18T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:28:10.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WOWZA what an amazing birthday surprise!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;a HUGE thank you to jessie and jamie for organizing such a fun and creative and fabulous birthday surprises!!!!! a bunch of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twopeasinabucket.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2pea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; (and blogger!) friends made fabulous hands for me to decorate my house with! what a fabulous way to start off my 25th year! so thank you so much jessie &amp;amp; jamie- and thank you to everyone who participated! every single hand page was so freakin awesome and all made me tingly and happy inside : ) i felt so special and so happy to have found and made such amazing friends on the "world wide web" (seriously never thought i'd say that!) defiently the best birthday surprise i've ever had!&lt;br /&gt;i had a great birthday weeekend, wine tasting was a blast!!!!&lt;br /&gt;of course i was defiently feeling it by the end of the day, and took a two hour nap when i got home. luckily i got up in time to say hello to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;muriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; and her husband (well, almost in time...........) and bday cake. muriel, sorry i'm such a lush, but i hope you still had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of great pics to post, but i don't have them on this computer and i'm too lazy to get to it right now.............&lt;br /&gt;steve took me out to a super duper yummy sushi dinner at sushi on the rocks in encinitas, soooooooooooooooo yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;pics of that too, same excuse. i swear, this weekend or something&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to really quickly thank everyone for my fabulous bday surprise!!!&lt;br /&gt;have a fabulous, well, wednesday almost, and thanks again- you are all super duper fabulous!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114542079763919558?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114542079763919558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114542079763919558' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114542079763919558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114542079763919558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-you.html' title='THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114493922253312639</id><published>2006-04-13T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T13:34:29.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to add to the randomness.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we went to the beach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;everyone had matching towels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;someone found a rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but it wasn't a rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ROCK LOBSTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;oh man, that just cracks me up! anyone know where its from? and not the b-52's, either. may be a RAK involved if you do, and you'd also be the coolest person ever. after me, of course ; )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so anyways, life is still crazy busy. i've been wanting to scrap so bad, have sooooooo many layouts in my head, then when i finally have the time i'm so exhausted and just head to bed. hopefully i'll have some scrapping time soon. on the 22nd, fellow blogger and 2pea-er &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://marielos03.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Muriel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; is going to come over to scrap-so i'm super looking forward to that! and got an email from my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jessicafulkerson.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;, who said "Remember when I didn't work and I stayed home and scrapped all day? Yeah... that was nice!" yes it was jess! i miss that too. lots. if it wasn't for the whole needing money thing, i would totally still be doing nothing!!! i don't know what i'm going to do when i have kids. how do you scrappers do it? work full time, do all the motherly and wifely things, and still scrapbook???? so i'll just leave you with some silly pics from this past weekend: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ok, blogger is REALLY sucking right now, and making me very upset.  so no pics yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my friend mike is coming to visit tonight for the weekend, so i may be a little MIA for a bit.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but i'll have lots of stories and fun pics from my bday wine tasting extravaganza!!!!!!!!1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;have a fabulous weekend y'all : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114493922253312639?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114493922253312639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114493922253312639' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114493922253312639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114493922253312639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-add-to-randomness.html' title='to add to the randomness.........'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114476789848308902</id><published>2006-04-11T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T08:05:10.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random goings on...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*my cousin Brian came back from Iraq this weekend!!!! He’s the uncle of the boys who were staying with me. Sooooooooooooo freakin happy to have him home safe and happy : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*saw the movie jarhead. So glad I saw it while my cousin was on his way home. Cause that movie made me sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*but I am proud of my cousin Brian, and very proud to be an American!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*had a girls night on Friday night, for half the night anyway. So much freakin fun. Miss having girls nights out. Kat got crazy as usual……..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*have too many blogger friends. Ok, no such thing as too many, but it takes me almost an hour to read them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*oh dude! And a humming bird totally just flew into my window! Didn’t seem to faze her though, she just flew off. But that always cracks me up. Guess I have really clean windows………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;*speaking of clean, had my house “deep cleaned” this weekend. Paid almost $200 and they did a horrible job!!! I actually called and complained and they’re coming back. I was so freaking mad when I came home and saw that they had missed a toilet, left comet residue all over the sink, and didn’t do any baseboards- when that was specifically what I had asked for. Grrrrrrrrrrrr. Maybe I don’t want them to come back…………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;*six days till my birthday! Woo hoo to turning 25!!!! And 4 days till my bday party! Going wine tasting, I’m soooooooooooooooooooooo excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*in the process of hiring an assistant. Totally think I’m gonna hire this one girl, but now I have to call the other and tell her she didn’t’ get the job. That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*loving my Rachel ray 365 days cookbook. I’ve already cooked like 5 of her recipes, and I haven’t even had the book for 2 weeks yet! (that’s a lot of recipe cooking for me. Usually I just do my “usual” dinners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*have a bunch of teething babies here. Man, that is some painful stuff!  for the babies, and for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*went off my birth control pills ; ) not trying yet, but still really exciting time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*last night I went and got ice cream instead of going to the gym. Whats that about? No more complaining about gaining weight for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*5 days till I can eat chocolate again! Just in time for my bday!!!! Woo hooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*have lots of pics I want to post, but my camera is out of batteries and I’m too lazy to go get new ones. So that will have to wait……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*ok, baby is waking up and crying………… other kiddo’s will be getting here soon. So I should be getting going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but before that, I want to start a new cj. Love the girls I’m doing my “peautiful” cj with, and love that I always get the scrapping done! So I want to do another one, with my bloggin friends! (peautiful ladies are welcome too!) If you’re interested, email me katpost@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have a fabulous Tuesday, and hopefully I’ll be able to post pics soon! &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/17432054-114476789848308902?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114476789848308902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114476789848308902' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114476789848308902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114476789848308902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/random-goings-on.html' title='random goings on...........'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114441889277149142</id><published>2006-04-07T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T07:46:14.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hessica Hessica</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*a fabulous girlfriend post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jessica and I have been best friends since the second grade- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 years!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I'll never forget the day that I met her- she was riding her &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; scooter, long blond hair flowing behind her. Oh I was jealous. and she had on &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; rebok hightops- I knew this chick was cool. ( apparently she thought that i was part of a movie star family, because my dad was sportin' some cool shades. aw, first impressions of an 8 year old.....) That was the first day of soccer practice, we were on the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Firecrackers&lt;/span&gt; with coach Stew. The first day of school was just a few days later, and we were in the same class with Mrs. Larson. It was my first day at a new school- go &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Duveneck Dragons&lt;/span&gt;!, so I was assigned a "buddy" to show me around. And at morning recess she promtly ditched me to go play kickball. So I was stranded, all alone at a new school where I didn't really know anybody, and more importantly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't know where the bathroom was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh goodness, do I remember sitting on the bench, having to pee so bad I wanted to cry, and meekly asking anyone who walked by where the bathroom was (I think I was whispering, I was so embarassed, so of course no one heard me). Then Jessica came up, the girl with the long flowing blond hair and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; shoes. &lt;strong&gt;My hero&lt;/strong&gt;. She showed me where the bathroom was and instantly became my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We've been through a lot together. Lots of laughs, lots of tears, lots and lots of drama (isn't that what girls do?) even more boys, and more boys, gossiping &amp; giggling, sleepovers and trips, rollerskates and barbies, stalking &amp;amp; phone calls, highschool graduations, moving away to college, trips around the world to visit each other. a wedding. a death. &lt;strong&gt;Life&lt;/strong&gt;. There have been times where we don't get to see each other, or even talk on the phone that often. But she's always been my best friend. The friend I know I can count on to listen to me cry, to get my back, to give the best advice, and who will always, ALWAYS make me laugh and show me a good time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She will be the godmother to my first child, and my first daughter will have her namesake. I love my Hessica Hessica, J.L. cool R. Bestest friends forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love ya chica!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/jessica%20&amp;%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/jessica%20%26%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(this pic was obviously taken at my wedding. Jessica was the best maid of honor EVER. not only did she throw me an out of control good time bachelorette party and beautiful bridal shower, she took her job SERIOUS. love this pic. i was tired of standing and waiting for everthing to start, so i squatted down. jessica was holding my train, decided to join me. this pic just cracks me up. love it. love her. good times)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114441889277149142?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114441889277149142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114441889277149142' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114441889277149142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114441889277149142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/hessica-hessica.html' title='Hessica Hessica'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114429390979614983</id><published>2006-04-05T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T20:25:09.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my hero, my husband, my steve</title><content type='html'>i just have to take a minute to brag about my fabulously wonderful perfect husband.  besides the whole april fools thing......&lt;br /&gt;so he has 2 weeks off for spring break (i know, lucky!!!! -in my best napolean voice) and what has he been doing?  pretty much working for me.  he has been helping out so much for my preschool.  he's been putting up baby gates, watching them for a bit when i go put away laundry or print out papers, etc, and he went on a fieldtrip to petsmart with me and the kids.  now thats love.  6 kids in a petsmart?  wowza (and do you know how many people asked us if the kids were all ours???  i was like, um, none of them are. they don't even look like us! and they were wearing matching preschool t-shirts.  duh)&lt;br /&gt;and remember,  this is on his vacation people!  and he's only going to do more.  he's planning on working in the yard, starting to fix up the garage (we're turing it into a play room for my preschool), giving me random back massages, and yet still watching the kids while i try to get other stuff taken care of around the house.  he's been so amazing, and i'm so lucky.  he even made me dinner tonight, and didn't complain a bit- even though i was being all whiny and bratty (see, i'm a brat too barb!) and annoying.  &lt;br /&gt;i know this post isn't making much sense.  in case you all didn't gather from previous posts, i'm not exactly a writer.  i pretty much suck at it.  i just type as i would talk, or as it flows in my head.&lt;br /&gt;but i just had to give a shout out to my sexy hubby for being the best in the whole wide world.  &lt;br /&gt;i love you more than anything steve and i'm so lucky to have you : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/IMG_0717.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pic taken this past weekend in arizona. was a little tipsy, and you can totally see it in my eyes.  but it was a nice little moment when steve and i stole away from the party by the fire on teh lake and just talked and cuddled.  monica &amp; felicia- totally would have called you if i had the time!  we didnt' get in till 1am friday night/sat morning, and were getting ready for the party saturday, left sunday morning!  plus, i thought you guys lived in tucson, isn't that an hour away?  probably should just email instead of rambling on my blog.....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114429390979614983?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114429390979614983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114429390979614983' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114429390979614983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114429390979614983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-hero-my-husband-my-steve.html' title='my hero, my husband, my steve'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114409780852081459</id><published>2006-04-03T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T22:39:02.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm gullible</title><content type='html'>yep, i am. GULLIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;and just kinda dumb.&lt;br /&gt;so lets back track a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april 1st, 2004.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kat, did you hear?"&lt;br /&gt;"what"&lt;br /&gt;"Mammouth Mountain errupted"&lt;br /&gt;"Ohmygod are you serious!!!!!" and i proceed to freak out while my well amused-(at-the-time )boyfriend (now husband) keeps a strait face. finally, "yeah, and APRIL FOOLS. "&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;DAMN"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;skip to &lt;strong&gt;april 1st 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we're on a family vacation in texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;steve gets a message on his cell phone.  he gets all stressed and tells me that Brinks (security) called saying that our alarm was activated, and the cops had to come and break a window to get in.  I totally freak out, he gets me going for a few minutes- why did they break the window?  was someone there?  wtf??????????? "  oh and kat?  april fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fast forward again to &lt;strong&gt;saturday, april 1st 2006&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we had arrived in arizona late friday night, so saturday we just wanted to sleep and be lazy all day.  nice and relaxing.  so we're watching the boob tube at my friend jackie's house.  steve gets up, goes to the bathroom, comes back with his cell phone  and is like "i have a message."  whips open the phone, listens to the voicemail and is like "oh no."  i asked him what was wrong and he did the just-a-second-finger-wave so he could finish listening to the message.  then he hangs up the phone and told me that he was supposed to have gone to work on friday. [school was canceled due to the protests].  only the students didn't need to go.  teachers were supposed to.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok, so you all know that this is another april fools joke.  my friend jackie even knew.  but nope, not me- "oh no!! what are you going to do? are you in trouble? do you have to make up a day? oh no!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;april fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i was so pissed that he totally freakin got me.  what the hell is my problem?  its not like i didn't know it was april 1st.  i even remembered a few days before and was trying to prepare myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;nope, i just suck.  i'm so freakin gullible, and steve is also VERY convincing.  my friend jackie almost believed it too, but she knew it was april fools day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;grrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, as i mentioned before, we went to arizona for the weekend.  one of my oldest and bestest friends jackie just bought a new house.  so they were having a housewarming party and we needed a mini-vaca.  perfect.  and it was good times.  they bought a beautiful house in chandler, AZ&lt;br /&gt;oh, and they had a &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN&lt;/span&gt; at their party&lt;br /&gt;yesh, beautiful, rick, chocolately chocolate fountain&lt;br /&gt;that i couldn't have&lt;br /&gt;any&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't&lt;br /&gt;look at this and tell me i don't have will power:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0706.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0710.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really worried when i first found out.  how was i supposed to NOT eat the chocolate?  chocolate fountains are soooooooooooooo yummy.  AND i was going to be pmsing- and thats when i totally crave chocolate.  somehow, i managed.  and i totally helped that jackie also made this super yummy white creamcheese-y dip something.  mmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was great seeing jackie.  we've known each other since we were 8, been good friends since jr.  high.  we were both bridesmaids in each others weddings.  and we always have so much fun together- gossiping and giggling like school girls ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0723.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my dance class again tonight.  looked a little more hip hop.  go me.  but i REALLY need to work.  gained over 10 pounds since my wedding.  thats bad.  &lt;br /&gt;but guess what?  two weeks till my birthday!!! wooo hoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i haven't really started my count down yet, i usually start like months in advance.  but i am planning  my bday wine tasting extravaganza.  soooo excited.  25.  thats old.  thats a quarter of a century.&lt;br /&gt;ok, now i'm just rambling. &lt;br /&gt;have a fabulous monday (well, i guess tuesday, cause monday is pretty much over now.........)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114409780852081459?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114409780852081459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114409780852081459' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114409780852081459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114409780852081459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-gullible.html' title='i&apos;m gullible'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114372887440667584</id><published>2006-03-30T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T13:16:38.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years ago today......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.....steve proposed. cannot believe that already 2 years have past! wowza, were they a freakin wirlwind of good times and stressful times and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;we should do something special, but yeah- dont' really have the time. i'm making him chicken and brocoli for dinner........&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i thought i would share the story of how my romantical, sexy hubbie proposed. this is the journaling i did on the scrapbook page of the day he propsed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;March 30, 2004&lt;br /&gt;The day that Steve proposed was the happiest day of my life. For our spring break we decided to go on a road trip to northern California. Our first stop was San Francisco, then Santa Cruz, then Monterey Bay Aquarium, and our last stop was Big Sur. For our six-month anniversary we made our first trip to Big Sur. That was a turning point in our relationship. At the Big River Inn, where we stayed, there is no television or phones in the room. There isn’t even a clock! We drank wine and talked all night, then drove around and hiked and took pictures of the beautiful surroundings. I’ve always called it our “romantic place” and we couldn’t wait until we could go back again! So that’s why we had to stop there on our road trip. I don’t know how I didn’t know that he was going to propose there. He had even done research on where to hike. We woke up around 10ish and had our free breakfast at the Big River Inn restaurant. We then made our way to Julia Pfeiffer Park to go on our hike, after stopping to pick up sandwiches and chips for our lunch at the top of the mountain. When we got there, I noticed some signs warning about mountain lions and kinda freaked out- I couldn’t’ stop thinking about it the whole way up the mountain! It was about an hour up, not too intense, and beautiful! I took pictures the whole way up. When we got to the top, we took in the breathtaking view, and then found a cozy place to eat our lunches. I had a red Gatorade, my favorite, and of course along with it I was getting the infamous red mustache. Steve kept telling me to wipe it off, and keep telling- I was getting annoyed- ok already Steve, I get it! After we were done, I was starting to get cold and I had to go to the bathroom. I was antsy to get going. Then Steve said, wait, I want to show you something. He was looking out to the ocean, so I thought he saw a whale. Then, when he got on his knee and said, “I have a present for you” I freaked out! I remember thinking, if he isn’t proposing that’s really messed up. He pulled out the box and opened up to my dream ring and said “Kathryn, will you marry me” I burst out crying and said yes!!!! I was shaking and crying the whole time. I was so taken off guard! I had been concerned with mountain lions, being cold, and needing to pee! I can’t believe that I didn’t realize he was going to propose, it was so perfect, perfect place and timing, and so very Steve like. I then whipped out my camera and took as many pictures as possible. After about 15 minutes of kissing and hugging and crying (only me though) we finally made our way down the mountain. I couldn’t stop smiling or crying, or looking at the ring! We ran into another couple on the way down, and I asked immediately if they would take our picture and told them that we just got engaged! They took pictures with my camera and theirs! The lady told us we were glowing, and I’m sure that we were! When we got back to the hotel, we went to the restaurant to have some champagne. When we told the bartender we had just gotten engaged, he gave us glasses of champagne on the house, and some strawberries with chocolate and whipped cream. It was the perfect proposal- and I can’t wait to get married!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/P3310107.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/P3310107.JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;this picture was taking barely a half hour after he proposed.  the first couple we ran into i asked to take a picture of us- and bust out  "he just proposed!!!!")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So now i have to say that the happiest day of my life was when we got married, but that was a close second.  very romantical.  we went back to that same spot on our honeymoon, AND we went to the resturant at the hotel we stayed- and had teh same waiter and he REMEMBERED us and that we had gotten engaged!!!! crazy.  it was actually his first day the day we got engaged, so i guess it would be easy to remember.  but still, exciting stuff.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways, so that was two years ago today : ) &lt;em&gt;(ok, i admit it, i got totally teary eyed reading the story and remembering that day!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;have a fabulous thursday y'all (and omg, how good was LOST last night????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114372887440667584?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114372887440667584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114372887440667584' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114372887440667584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114372887440667584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/03/2-years-ago-today.html' title='2 years ago today......'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114364981560073632</id><published>2006-03-29T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:29:20.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more saki for you!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;yay!!! pictures are here : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so, as y'all know, &lt;a href="http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/03/cowboy-baby.html"&gt;steve went away for the weekend &lt;/a&gt;to a bachelor party (which in hindsight i realize maybe i shouldn't have announced i was home alone in case someone saw that and knew where i lived and came to kill me. but i'm alive now, so its cool). anyways, so paula and i decided to have a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girls night out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (her boyfrined was actually throwing the party). i love those. she lives down in the Mission Beach part of San Diego (where the rollercoaster is!!!). Totally a fun, cute neighborhood- but parking is a bitch! it reminds me of a nicer &amp; bigger Isla Vista. anyways, so we decide we're goign to go out to sushi (mmmmm i love me some sushi!!!) then out to the bars. she invited her roomates and a couple other friends, so there is a good sized group of us.&lt;br /&gt;we start off by drinking a few bottles of wine. yeah, i probably had one to myself- oh, and keep in mind, i hadn't had much to eat that day. not smart. anyways, drink some vino- including my fav&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bevmo.com/productinfo.asp?area=home&amp;amp;seref=froogle&amp;pf_id=00000067183"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;toasted head cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- then off to sushi. already feeling pretty good myself.....&lt;br /&gt;we get to sushi and start saki bombing right away. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saki saki BOMB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/laughing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/ou%20h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/ou%20h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/silly%20silly.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/silly%20silly.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, got drunk REAL fast. totally spilled beer on my booba shirt&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/boobas.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/boobas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (i love booba shirts), and then hit my head REAL hard on this Ledge behind me. why the hell there was a ledge there, i don't know, but i keep hitting my head on it. like HARD. totally have a bump now............&lt;br /&gt;the owner/waitress lady came over to make sure i was ok- fed me an orange ???? (thats what i was told, dont' know why she was doing that though) and told me &lt;em&gt;"no more saki for you!!!!"&lt;/em&gt; lol- totally soup nazi style from seinfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/no%20more%20saki%20for%20me.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/no%20more%20saki%20for%20me.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ohmygoodness.&lt;br /&gt;so we leave, after i try to give a $20 tip for my $50 share, that already included the tip (i get a little generous when i have alcohol in me) and we head off to the bars. everyone was feeling good, but i was by far the drunkest. i kept falling over in my heels, so i decided to just take them off. ewwwww. totally walking barefoot.&lt;br /&gt;so we get to this bar and i drop all my cards on the ground right in front of the bouncer. yeah, so he decides i need to sober up before i go in. i have &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; in all my crazy drunken times been rejected from a bar before. and i've been way more out of control. i think the bouncer was just intimidated by me cause i was towering over him in my 5 inch heels. so i try to be sneaky and went outside, took 10 deep breaths, took off my sweater and put up my hair. ok, don't look that different, and it doesn't help that i'm trying to come in with the same girls that were with me before!!! duh. so yeah, after trying 3 times in 5 minutes or so, we just go to the bar next door.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't quite as happening, but a good time. just a couple of old guys who were on business who bought us margaritas. sweet. not like i needed it, but i can never pass on a free margarita.&lt;br /&gt;then i got the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hiccups&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hate when that happens&lt;br /&gt;and everyone always thinks i look so funny when i try to get rid of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/hiccups.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/hiccups.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plug my nose and my ears at the same time (cause the hiccups can escape through your ears or something. heard that once). usually then i drink water from a fountain or sink, and it ALWAYS works. but yeah, guess i do look a little ridiculous.....&lt;br /&gt;then i start to fall asleep at the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/sleeping%20again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/sleeping%20again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, time to head home&lt;br /&gt;but not with out stopping for a burritto!!!&lt;br /&gt;but myself this BIGASS burritto, barely eat a quarter of it before passing out on the couch at paulas. and there is no waking me up. for some reason i had changed into my comfy juicy pants, but left my going out shirt on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/passed%20out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/passed%20out.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up the next morning on this couch, with yucky burritto taste in my mouth (but i didn't remember getting the burritto, so i was very confused) and totally uncomfortable for the sequins on my shirt rubbing into me. oh dear, what a night..........&lt;br /&gt;amazingly i was not hung over the next day, just sleepy. must have been that burrito.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i have a few more pics to add, but blogger is pmsing again, so maybe later. didn't end up get mexican last night, went and got sushi!!!! don't worry, no saki for me! just a little vino ; )&lt;br /&gt;have a fab wednesday- enjoy LOST tonight!!!!!!! and tomorrow is a special day, so there will be a special post......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114364981560073632?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114364981560073632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114364981560073632' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114364981560073632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114364981560073632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-more-saki-for-you.html' title='no more saki for you!!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114358259940274544</id><published>2006-03-28T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T13:50:03.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ways to really irritate me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so yeah, that didnt' really work. soo annoying.  still waiting on those pictures from saturday night.  funny stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i took a "street moves" class last night at 24 hour fitness.  all my jeans are starting to get a little too snug.......  but since i'm all of the sudden working 11 hours with a bunch of little kids, i'm not quite used to it.  so its hard to go work out after work, or even scrapbook!!!!  i'm so tired,  i can barely make dinner.  but anyways, as steve told me last week, i just need to let my body get used to it.  and yesterday i was able to go the gym and do this class.  i've never taken it before, but i saw it and it sounded like fun.  basically hip-hop dancing.  and it was fun.  i'm not very good, and felt like i totally stood out, but it got me sweaty and i laughed.  something different to do, ya know?  next time though ih ave to wear "cute" work out clothes, that at least look a little hip hop-ish.  i just looked silly in my little jogging outfit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and then this morning my 6:30 baby called ot say he was staying home, so i got to sleep in another45 minutes!!!!!!!!!! woo hoo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh, and i ordered DVR from Cox.  just like tivo.  i SO cannot wait.  looks like more sleep is in store for me, which means more working otu (hopefully will start to lose that "newly weight" i've gained.........) and more scraping!!!  i'm gonna try to work out 3 times a week, not including the weekend.  then one night during the week i'll scrapbook.  sounds good to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok, so i'm rambling.  meant to make this a post about what really annoys me.  i've been working on this list awhile, so you can tell that i dont 'get annoyed that easily!  and most of these things only really make me mad if i'm pms-ing or late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*when blogger is being pms-y and not letting me do anything!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*when, after i finish making yummy pasta, i realize i don't have any more parmesan.  when i want my cheese, i WANT MY CHESSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;     *LOST reruns, from first season. i totally own the whole first season, i do not want to see re runs! i want a new one damnit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*people who drive really fancy sports cars, but drive them UNDER the speed limit.  seriously, whats the point of having this fast car if you won't even drive the speed limit with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*flaky people.  seriously, who doesn't get annoyed by them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;*being late. me, or the other person. i totally stress if i'm going to be late- i just think its really rude. its telling the other person that your time is more important......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*people who think they're super cool cause they do drugs. um, dude, you're doing drugs. thats not cool. don't know where you'rer getting your ideas.................... haven't really dealt with many of these people recently, since i left santa barbara and that whole college scene. but it was still annoying! seriously, if you want to do drugs, whatever.  not saying i'm perfect, but don't think you're all high and mighty because you do them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*when people tell me i'm too young to have kids, or i should wait. um, yeah- not really your decision or choice. its what i want.  and i'm not too young.  i was too young when i was 12 and first got my period. not too young now.  and yes, this is one of those things that pretty much always pisses me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*when people spell my name wrong. not like its their fault if i dont' tell them how i spell it, but it still bugs me. cuase its not my name (i spell my name kathRYN. and kat with a "k"- i'm not a freakin feline.....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*parents who let their kids do anything.  and think its cute.  GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR  not so cute, hate to break it to ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*when people use their forks up side down.  it just comes off as if they think they're sophisticated or something.  i think they just look stupid cause they don't know how to use a freakin fork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so now you know what makes me tick.  and don't worry, i'll still love ya if you do any of these things.  just don't start preaching to me to wait to have babies, and dont' be too flakey, and we should be cool ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;have a fabulous tueday y'all- i'm getting margaritas tonight, so you know i'll have a fabulous time : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114358259940274544?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114358259940274544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114358259940274544' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114358259940274544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114358259940274544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/03/ways-to-really-irritate-me.html' title='ways to really irritate me....'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114349513828488496</id><published>2006-03-27T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T17:33:03.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kinky kat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i had these other posts that i was going to do but i dont' have the pics on this computer. dang! so here' s really random post. saw this on someone's myspace thingy, and i like what it came up with for my name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" border="1"  style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kinky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tasty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"  style="color:#0033ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="size: 5pt;"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proud&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Organic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sweet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Timeless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;form action="&lt;a href="&gt;http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php&lt;/a&gt;" method="post"&gt;Name / Username:&lt;input name="name"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Get your name acronym!"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Name&lt;/a&gt; Acronym Generator&lt;/a&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eta: ok, so for some reason its not showing up.  but this is what it said:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K     Kinky&lt;br /&gt;A     Arty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T     Tasty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P    Proud&lt;br /&gt;O    Organic&lt;br /&gt;S     Sweet&lt;br /&gt;T    timeless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yep, its called PROCRASTINATING (did i spell that right?) totally messing around on my computer when i had a bazillion other things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my weekend was CRAZY. i'll do a post later, with pictures- cause the pictures are hilarious!!!!didnt' get any scrapping done, i was too tired friday night, had this class sat moring, spent the rest of the day cleaing, then went down to my friend paula's house (thats where things got crazy........). sunday did errands and didn't get home and actually had a chance to sit till almost 9- when i watched my beloved Sopranos. that show is good. dont' really know what i think of tony's like coma/dream thingy..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok, thats all for now. stay tuned for some funny freakin pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114349513828488496?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114349513828488496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114349513828488496' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114349513828488496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114349513828488496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/03/kinky-kat_27.html' title='kinky kat'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114326480243996970</id><published>2006-03-24T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T21:33:22.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cowboy, baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ok, this is probably going to be my most random, rambling post yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; first off, i love &lt;strong&gt;vh1 reality tv&lt;/strong&gt;.  surreal life is one of the best shows ever!  i think this season is my favorite yet, and its only be one episode.  then again, nothing can compare to mini me peeing in the corner.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyways, now i'm watching the "behind the music- kid rock."  i know most people hate him.  think he's a tool. and ya know? he kinda is. but i've always loved him. he rocks.  hence the name, kid rock.  i used to bust his cd freshman year in the dorms, me and my roomate.  loved joe c.  may he rest in peace.  but i really don't think kid rock looks like a bob, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so its friday night.  i'm home alone, watching vh1 and "surfin the net"- and its only 9pm.  and i'm ready for bed.  steve is gone for the weekend at a bachelor party.  the bride, against the advice of super smart me, isnt' having her bachelorette party the same time.  yeah, she called me like 30 minutes after they left already freakin out.  *le sigh* thats why everyone should always listen to me (i hope y'all know i'm just kidding.........)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so i'm home alone.  my first night in this big ole house all alone.  my first time alone since steve and i have been together (seriously).  in SB i'd always have a friend sleep over.  and he really doens't leave that often, usually i go somewhere.  so yeah, little scared over here.  did you all hear about my peeping tom incident?  i think that was B.B (before blog).  so yeah, needless to say i'm a little scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so what do i do?  i go shopping.  i went to michaels for some fun stuff for the preschool- and 2 scrapbook magazines (mm, "best of the masters contest" and BHG design secrets) then to a lss, pink pineapple (which i totally called &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pink &lt;strong&gt;pineapple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- michelle, you can laugh at me and make all the fun you want.......). bought some fun stuff.  i would take a pic of it, but steve took the camera........... some chipboard lettters by heidi swapp, and some of those silhouette (ok, totally had to get up and see how to spell that..) thingies. i love hs, but some of her stuff confuses and scares me. not sure how to use a lot of her stuff.  i thought the silhuoette (which i ALWAYS want to call stillouet) were more like a sticker?  not so sticky.  um, oops.  hopefully i'll figure out how to use them, or thats $4 down the drain............  a big fun flower that will be good for a wedding page.  basic greg chipboard hardware- so stoked on these.  and some fun junkitz pp.  woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after that i went to the liquor store next door and got me some wine.  going to a liquor store totally makes me feel like an alcoholic.  we don't need to worry about if i actually am.  just that it makes me feel that way.  i'm like this young, boppy girl, buying some wine, and these total creepy dudes who drink out of a paper bag are in line with me.  well, whatever, they have a big wine selection.  got "valley of the moon" cabernet  from sonoma valley.  really liking it actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, i remember that there was something i actually wanted to post about.  but instead i started rambling.  damn.  see i have all these posts i want to do, but i never have the  time.  aw dear.  oh, and darcy- you totally called it.  i think i'm getting sick............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so i'm gonna read my magazines, maybe do a little scrapbooking, try to go to bed early and not have nightmares about peeping toms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;have a fabulous weekend y'alls, and watch for much better post from the mrs. (post- hahahahahahha!!!) soon : )      : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114326480243996970?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114326480243996970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114326480243996970' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114326480243996970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114326480243996970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/03/cowboy-baby.html' title='cowboy, baby'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114297396783017557</id><published>2006-03-21T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T19:56:18.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pancho pics and scrapbooking feva</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So i just had a little break down. feeling totally overwhelmed. still haven't figured out the whole "balance" thing. its just hard. i work 11 hour days, all by myself, then have all the house hold what nots to take care of. and then the whole "working out" thing. i'm not throwing myself a pity party over here (maybe a little......) because this is what i chose to do and i love doing it. i knew it would be hard starting up. its just kinda sucks. i'm sooooo exhausted by the end of the day, i can barely cook dinner let alone go to the gym! steve told me that its ok to take this week off from working out while i get used to the new schedule and everything. i seriously needed him to tell me that, too. he's like- "your body is exhuasted, give it a break" love him. but i also figured out another solution. Tivo. yep, thats right. i'm gonna get me some tivo. that way, i can tivo my 10 pm shows and watch them an hour earlier the next day, and then go to bed a whole hour earlier. and that way i'll get more sleep. and i need sleep. right now i'm doing about 6 - 7 hours, and i need like 8 to not be tired. i'm so smart. we'll see if it works............&lt;br /&gt;oh! and another exciting thing, i just got TWO more FULL TIME kids!!!! woo hoo!!!! i'm officially full two days a week, with only 2 openings on 3 days. so thats really good, cause it means a)i'm finally MAKING money, no more asking hubby for help or breakin even. MAKING. of course, it should all be going strait to credit cards........... but whatever&lt;br /&gt;and b) i'll be able to hire an assistant soon! and that will help ease a lot of my stresses!&lt;br /&gt;as for right now, i'm using the money to treat myself to a SPA DAY at my fav day spa- Arezzon Salon (in Carlsbad for all the yokals) the saturday after my bday. i always do spa days for my bday, so it works out. and i'm also going to hire a cleaning service for help doing my big spring cleaning. yeah, i'm coppin' out like that. but it IS a write off............ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok, now here are the fun time pancho pics. woo hoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;me and steve, all pancho'd up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/IMG_0525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; paula holding the crazy noise maker thingy's that the koreans had. someone left theirs in the *chaos* of the rain, so she grabbed it. score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we look like a gigantic smurf with 3 heads here. and i'm all goober-faced. yeah, that'd be the margaritas and beer i'd been drinkin.n........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0523.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0523.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dancing the rain away..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i know, steve is a dork. but so am i, so we make the perfect couple........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and yay! i finally got some scrappin done! i was inspired by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" cmd="'display&amp;layout_id=" 20href=""&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Darcy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lo &lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, using this fab chester pp from me and my big idea. i bought it and loved it but wasn't sure what to do with it. love how darcy used it with green. i was totally thinking pink, and it wasn't working for me. so thanks darce! you're the best : ) just busted it out real quick last night. my fav pic of me and my girlfriends in hawaii last month. love love love the scenic route chipboard letters i got............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now i'm going to take a nice hot bubble bath, read my scrapbookingi magazines, and get inspired. hopefully i'll even have time to get a little scrappin done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/laugh.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/17432054-114297396783017557?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114297396783017557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114297396783017557' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114297396783017557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114297396783017557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/03/pancho-pics-and-scrapbooking-feva.html' title='pancho pics and scrapbooking feva'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114286925926360385</id><published>2006-03-20T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T12:11:32.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bug-free, cold house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sorry for having to cut that last post short. the fumigators totally got here an hour early! they gave us the time frame of between 10 - 12. so, since i used to work in the fumigation industry, i knew that it would be closer to 12. uhhhhhhhh, guess its different here in the san diego area. they arrived at 9 am. wtf? luckily the house was pretty much ready, and all i had to do was load my car. but still, kinda frazzled me. get back to that later.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so then yesterday we were able to come back in. had to put away all the food we had bagged up, and all the medicine. it was the perfect time to reorganize my shelves in a way that made more sense, and to clean the fridge. but i did find out that i missed bagging our wedding cake : ( it was in the bags, they just didn't get sealed. in all the frazzliness of friday morning, i didn't see that bag in the freezer. steve's gonna call and find out what they think we shoud do, but i'm sad. not like the cake was going to taste good when we finally get to eat it on our 1 year anniversary, but its the whole idea. so i'm bummed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and, since we did the fumigation on a weekend, our gas can't be turned back on till later today. no gas= no heat, no hot showers or hot water to run the dishwasher or laundry, and NO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HEAT!!!!!!!!!! i'm freakin freezing mr. bigglesworth. seriously, good thing we live in so cal, cause i would not be able to handle any colder. actually, i can barely handle this! and since we do live in so cal where we rarely really need to turn on the heat, we also dont' have a space heater of any kind. yeah, thats gonna change.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways, so last night i was able to sleep just a &lt;em&gt;tiny&lt;/em&gt; bit better knowing that the house was 100% bug (and rodent) free................ albeit cold. gotta love snugglin up w/my hubby to keep warm : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;now i'm just waiting for SDG&amp;E man. i think i'll give him a huge hug when he gets here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the rest of the weekend was all right. i was not happy with being kicked out of our house, especially since we just got it back. i had the scrapbooking fever (oh, i did NOT Just say that.......) and i really wanted to get scrapping done. we stayed at my in-laws house, which was very nice of them- but DANG that bed is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo uncomfortable! mattresses really do make a difference to how well you sleep at night. don't know how i slept on that bed for 3 months (we lived with them when we first moved down here). oy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but i got my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;beer on st. patty's day. did a few irish car bombs. good times............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;saturday we went to the World Baseball Classics. sooooo much fun!!! our friend rob hooked us up with some tickets, so we headed to petco park to watch Cuba vs. Dominican Republic and then Korea vs. Japan. I had no idea that baseball could be played differently. it really was like going to a new country to watch these baseball games! the first game, well i didn't really realize all the drama with Cuba. i just don't keep up with that stuff, or pay attention in history class (y'all remember how much i hate history, right?). anyways, so i guess there was all this extra security at that game, watching the cubans and making sure that they didn't try to sneak away and into our country, which we already said we'd accept them. oh my.......... i guess they only get paid $15 a month there for playing professional baseball!!! yeah, barry bonds or any american professional baseball player would have none of that. crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anyways, so that was a fun game, but it was super cold. and the stands ran out of hot water for coffee and hot chocolate (not that i do/could drink either of those, just proving a point to how cold it really was). um, yeah, and now i don't even remember who won. i think it was cuba............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we had a few hours between the games. we walked around a bit, where the boys found this place to play video games. whats up with that? here my friend paula (robs girlfriend) shows perfectly what we were both thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so then we walk around for over an hour trying to find some place to eat, with a happy hour. every place had crazy waits, it was ridiculous. we finally end up going to TGIFridays. found a table at the bar while we waited. when we got seated our waitress told us it was going to be up to an hour for our food!!!!!!!!! it was 6pm then, and the game started at 7. damnit jim! so we just drank a lot (mmm margaritas!) and we weren't that late to the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/IMG_0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/IMG_0512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game was Korea vs. Japan. and it was soooooooooooo different from the earlier game!!!! the fans were insane, and they had all these cheers that they would do in unison. insane i tell you! they even play differently. like korea pitches had this certain way that they pitch (something to do with their hips). and they're more precise with where the position their players. like, as in inches. crazy. this time we had blankets (thanks to rob &amp; paula's good planning ahead) and were filled with alcohol, so it wasn't as cold. but it started to rain in the 7th inning! it was the first ever rain delay at petco park. exicting stuff. but don't worry, we had our poncho's (thanks to steve's mom good planning ahead for us...........). we had a good time dancing around in the rain with our ponchos on. trying to get on the jumbo tron (which i totally called a scan tron.........i'm such a ditz). when the game finally started up again, about 1/2 hour later, most everyone had left so all us hardcore baseball fans got to sit at field level. sweet. Japan won, i was rooting (sp???) for korea so i was a bit bummed. but not really, i was actually quite sleepy after all that beer. feel asleep the minute i got in the car. good times!&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;blogger isn't letting me post any more pictures.  dang.  so i'll have to post the pancho pictures later..................)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now i'm just waiting for my new student to arrive!!!!!! (that little boy is coming full time- woo hoo!!!!) have a fabulous monday y'all!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17432054-114286925926360385?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114286925926360385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114286925926360385' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114286925926360385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114286925926360385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-bug-free-cold-house.html' title='my bug-free, cold house'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114261554560725923</id><published>2006-03-17T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:27:48.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy st. patricks day!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ah yes, one of my favorite holidays of the year&lt;br /&gt;why, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;well, i am part irish. 25% to be exact. my dad's mom, grandma adams, is 100% irish and PROUD! i have a lot in common with that grandma, so i guess her irish pride rubbed off on me. even though i'm more norwegian than irish and german, for some reason i feel the most irish. most be my pale skin and ability to drink........&lt;br /&gt;most st. patrick's days i cook cornbeef and cabbage- a recipie i got from my grandma. then of course there is the green beer and irish car bombs. good stuff. last year steve had this thing at school, so i just had a girlfriend over and i made yummy pesto (green) pizza! love representing. and if you don't wear green, i will be sure to give you a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunatly we are getting kicked out of our house this st. patricks day for our house to get fumigated (yes, we only bought this house a year ago and we already have to get tented!!!!!) bummer dude. so i'mm gonna have to skip making the cornbeef and cabbage and we'll find an irish pub to serve us green beer : ) LOVE that st. patty's day is on a friday this year......&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all your comments on my cousin amanda! we had a lot of fun when she visited. the baby i take care of got to stay home that day, and teh other 2 girls left at lunch, so i had the afternoon to spend with her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh dear, the fumigators are here.  so i gots to cut this short.  so have a fabulous st. patricks day yall!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/everyone%20loves%20an%20irish%20girl.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/everyone%20loves%20an%20irish%20girl.JPG.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/17432054-114261554560725923?l=katscratchpost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/feeds/114261554560725923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17432054&amp;postID=114261554560725923' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114261554560725923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17432054/posts/default/114261554560725923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katscratchpost.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-st-patricks-day_17.html' title='happy st. patricks day!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13825499605116840387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FMULMVdbvNg/SlKwsfOyEnI/AAAAAAABGsU/fYVZ7q0XAJ8/S220/IMG_0682-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17432054.post-114240097022681693</id><published>2006-03-14T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T12:26:56.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause we're cousins, identical cou-sins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So this is the first of my &lt;strong&gt;fabulous (girl)friends posts&lt;/strong&gt;. i have so many wonderful, fabulous girlfriends, and want them all to know how much i love them!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My frist Fabulous Friend is my cousin Amanda. Cause we're cousins, identical cou-sins.................. no, we are not sisters, but apparently we totally look like it. Everyone is always asking if we're sisters whenever we're together! The best was the summer I came out for her wedding and we had the same haircut- yeah, totally looked like twins then!!!! (sorry for the funky pic, i had to scan it......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/amanda%20&amp;%20me-%20her%20bacheloret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/320/amanda%20%26%20me-%20her%20bacheloret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amanda is the closest person I have to a sister. Though we grew up thousands of miles apart, we were still always really close. Every summer I coudlnt' wait to see Amanda. We woudl play dress, play paper dolls, build houses with cardboard boxes n (she would acutally save the paper dolls and houses we made all year until my next visit- and she never played with them with out me!), gossip about boys and play with makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/1600/me%20&amp;%20amanda-little.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3406/1680/400/me%20%26%20amanda-little.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I learned some pretty important things from Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;    * That New Kids on the Block has the hottest guys ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   * How to curl my bangs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   * That it was about that time to finally shave my legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  When we became "adults", she moved out to California with her husband and son.  I lived in Santa Barbara and was only a few hour drive so I got to visit her lots and lots!  It was awesome to have family so close to me (my parents had since had a midlife crisis and decided to move to iowa to become farmers............)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was there when her middle son, Jordan, was born.  It was such an amazing experience and I feel so honored and special that she wanted me there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If I ever need advice, or have questions, I know that I can always count on Amanda. She is the best listener, never judges, and always makes me laugh.  We have so much fun together!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've always looked up to her.  She had the coolest clothes, and I always feel so great when she wanted to see what clothes I brought for my visits.  I still look up to her, she is an
