<?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-2402062309490769793</id><updated>2011-12-20T20:44:33.569-07:00</updated><category term='bike'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Boys'/><category term='Running'/><category term='Whiplash'/><title type='text'>Happy ME</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is about me finding the happiness in my life again.  About enjoying the day to day moments of  my life...About finding myself. About smiling. About laughing. About LIVING.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2746412826980654234</id><published>2010-02-27T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:31:44.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moving my blog</title><content type='html'>I have decided to move my blog.&amp;nbsp; I love photography and want to do more photoblogging.&amp;nbsp; So I am moving to &lt;a href="http://kitafreeman.com/"&gt;http://kitafreeman.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I have loved it over here on blogger but feel like my new blog is more my style.&amp;nbsp; Less writing, more photography.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Please follow me to my new home on the world wide web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2746412826980654234?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2746412826980654234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2746412826980654234' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2746412826980654234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2746412826980654234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/02/moving-my-blog.html' title='moving my blog'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-9167691083428275053</id><published>2010-02-17T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:29:38.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Month Day 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love babies in hats. ***Cell phone pic*** Note to self, get the good camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S3wnSMyDmuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SSk1XSu8TVY/s1600-h/IMG00059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S3wnSMyDmuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SSk1XSu8TVY/s320/IMG00059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-9167691083428275053?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/9167691083428275053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=9167691083428275053' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/9167691083428275053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/9167691083428275053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-month-day-17.html' title='Love Month Day 17'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S3wnSMyDmuI/AAAAAAAAAeI/SSk1XSu8TVY/s72-c/IMG00059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8279911543346539842</id><published>2010-02-12T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:31:53.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Month Day 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I love these guys.&amp;nbsp; Because they make my work so much fun and they always have my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S3WCboRuqYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aTYvJPRFdNM/s1600-h/TG+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S3WCboRuqYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aTYvJPRFdNM/s320/TG+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8279911543346539842?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8279911543346539842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8279911543346539842' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8279911543346539842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8279911543346539842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-month-day-12.html' title='Love Month Day 12'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S3WCboRuqYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/aTYvJPRFdNM/s72-c/TG+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-82045991677728379</id><published>2010-02-05T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T08:38:14.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Month Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;a href="http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2w7VTGiJOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XN8nchQXl6Y/s1600-h/87a4974f.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2w7VTGiJOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XN8nchQXl6Y/s320/87a4974f.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-82045991677728379?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/82045991677728379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=82045991677728379' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/82045991677728379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/82045991677728379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-month-day-5.html' title='Love Month Day 5'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2w7VTGiJOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XN8nchQXl6Y/s72-c/87a4974f.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8844762578045513801</id><published>2010-02-04T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:01:30.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Month Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I LOVE MY UNCLE J!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2sm5oDLSMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/clbo-vdw7Uo/s1600-h/Kita+139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2sm5oDLSMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/clbo-vdw7Uo/s320/Kita+139.jpg" /&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/2402062309490769793-8844762578045513801?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8844762578045513801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8844762578045513801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8844762578045513801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8844762578045513801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-month-day-4.html' title='Love Month Day 4'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2sm5oDLSMI/AAAAAAAAAdw/clbo-vdw7Uo/s72-c/Kita+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-282777094180872645</id><published>2010-02-03T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:19:00.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Month Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I LOVE the RAIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2mgXZOusGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/X1GAG9tWwe4/s1600-h/IMG_1969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2mgXZOusGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/X1GAG9tWwe4/s320/IMG_1969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-282777094180872645?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/282777094180872645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=282777094180872645' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/282777094180872645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/282777094180872645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-month-day-3.html' title='Love Month Day 3'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2mgXZOusGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/X1GAG9tWwe4/s72-c/IMG_1969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-829833330928276961</id><published>2010-02-02T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T08:31:06.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Month Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I LOVE living in NEW MEXICO.&amp;nbsp; ***photo by M&amp;amp;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2hE5oBlTHI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-YvACmBhs2E/s1600-h/IMG_1722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2hE5oBlTHI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-YvACmBhs2E/s320/IMG_1722.JPG" /&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/2402062309490769793-829833330928276961?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/829833330928276961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=829833330928276961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/829833330928276961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/829833330928276961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-month-day-2.html' title='Love Month Day 2'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2hE5oBlTHI/AAAAAAAAAdg/-YvACmBhs2E/s72-c/IMG_1722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-58293168957869009</id><published>2010-02-01T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:55:57.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Month Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This month I am going to post pictures of the things in my life that I LOVE.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;DAY 1.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE BEING ABLE TO TAKE TEE TO WORK WITH ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2cGSXueemI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6EuUq_qyTIk/s1600-h/IMG_1949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2cGSXueemI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6EuUq_qyTIk/s320/IMG_1949.JPG" /&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/2402062309490769793-58293168957869009?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/58293168957869009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=58293168957869009' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/58293168957869009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/58293168957869009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-month-day-1.html' title='Love Month Day 1'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S2cGSXueemI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6EuUq_qyTIk/s72-c/IMG_1949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8187792763316475263</id><published>2010-01-20T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:54:39.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contractor Kita...Tooting my own horn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S1cuRIcnxRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/XSDfljv0dl8/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S1cuRIcnxRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/XSDfljv0dl8/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I mentioned yesterday that I got my contractors liscense last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am proud of this accomplishment. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a strong female in a male dominated industry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can wear a hard hat or I can wear a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a tomboy and a prissy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have red fingernails that are sometimes covered in dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am wife, mother, and contractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8187792763316475263?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8187792763316475263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8187792763316475263' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8187792763316475263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8187792763316475263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/01/contractor-kitatooting-my-own-horn.html' title='Contractor Kita...Tooting my own horn.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S1cuRIcnxRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/XSDfljv0dl8/s72-c/IMG_0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-6946488554387530270</id><published>2010-01-19T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:14:06.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>34 years</title><content type='html'>After my 33rd bithday I posted this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 33rd year on this planet I have 3 goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. Lose 33lbs, which actually will put me at my goal weight. (I think it is fate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Run 33 miles in 1 week during my 33rd year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. Race in a 5k which is 3.1 miles. (lets just call it 3.3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets see, I haven't accomplished any of these things, and I have been 34 for a little over a month now.&amp;nbsp; OH Well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my big accomplishments for year 33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a high risk pregnancy and made it through it with a healthy baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Managed to grow closer to my sweet Whiplash during the process.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got my contractors license.&amp;nbsp; Really I did!!!!&amp;nbsp; Did I mention I was 8.5 months pregnant during the test?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;For my 34th year on this planet I have&amp;nbsp;2 goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Become a stronger Christian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be&amp;nbsp;a better mother and wife.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Love ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-6946488554387530270?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6946488554387530270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=6946488554387530270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6946488554387530270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6946488554387530270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/01/34-years.html' title='34 years'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8654735485056017932</id><published>2010-01-18T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:12:52.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby-Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S1SPw_J-H6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/ACXvTp0gGKA/s1600-h/IMG_1920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S1SPw_J-H6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/ACXvTp0gGKA/s320/IMG_1920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Beautiful Tee was&amp;nbsp;born on Dec, 28th.&amp;nbsp; The delivery was pretty much uneventful.&amp;nbsp; I was induced with pitocin which started my contractions and then I was given an epidural before the contractions got bad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had the boys naturally and deserve an award for it, so I decided an epidural and easy labor was called for, especially after a painful pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She arrived in the afternoon and let out the most wonderful cry I have ever heard.&amp;nbsp; Then I cried and so did Whiplash.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, we never thought we would have a little girl, and then here she was, perfect and pink, and laying on her mama's belly screaming and pooping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So these are a few things I know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Being a mama is the best thing EVER.&amp;nbsp; The first time, the second time, and the third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Pink isn't so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Brothers fall in love with baby sisters instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;All dads need to be fathers to daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ruffles and bows are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I am in love all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;GOD IS GOOD, and loving, and kind, and knows what his children need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I AM BLESSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now that I have some energy back, I hope to get back to blogging and sharing my happy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8654735485056017932?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8654735485056017932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8654735485056017932' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8654735485056017932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8654735485056017932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-blogging.html' title='Baby-Blogging'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/S1SPw_J-H6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/ACXvTp0gGKA/s72-c/IMG_1920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2428639461997337580</id><published>2009-12-18T08:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:25:44.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God still works miracles.</title><content type='html'>38 weeks today. The baby&amp;nbsp;is considered full term!!! Looking back on the last 9 months I am in ahhh of how God answers prayers. There was a time in this pregnancy when the Dr.s were hoping to get me to 32 weeks, and here I am full term. I want to thank everyone who has been praying for us. God still works miracles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2428639461997337580?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2428639461997337580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2428639461997337580' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2428639461997337580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2428639461997337580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/12/god-still-works-miracles.html' title='God still works miracles.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1065870728829626778</id><published>2009-12-10T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:39:41.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a very pregnant lady.</title><content type='html'>Let me first say that I am very blessed with the ability to have babies.&amp;nbsp; God has been good to me.&amp;nbsp; I know that I am a lucky girl and I thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am so ready to have this baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hips hurt, my back hurts, I can't sleep, and overall I am just miserable.&amp;nbsp; Honestly I think being pregnant for 40 weeks is pushing it.&amp;nbsp; It would be perfect if 36 weeks was full term.&amp;nbsp; I will be 37 weeks tomorrow and honestly right now don't have any clue how I am going to make it the last 3 week.&amp;nbsp; I know God will not give me more than I can handle but let me say, I AM READY.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Tancee to cook for how ever long she needs to, but IS IT TIME YET.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks,&amp;nbsp; 3 more weeks, 3 more weeks.&amp;nbsp; I think I will go nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1065870728829626778?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1065870728829626778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1065870728829626778' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1065870728829626778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1065870728829626778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/12/confessions-of-very-pregnant-lady.html' title='Confessions of a very pregnant lady.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8571977099950279938</id><published>2009-11-18T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:04:59.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8:00 on Wednesday</title><content type='html'>It is 8 and I am home.&lt;br /&gt;I am home because B-Bay is sick.&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky that I have the ability to work from home if I need to.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get lots done and call the Dr.&lt;br /&gt;I pray my sweet B-Bay feels better soon.&lt;br /&gt;Poor little one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8571977099950279938?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8571977099950279938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8571977099950279938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8571977099950279938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8571977099950279938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/11/800-on-wednesday.html' title='8:00 on Wednesday'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1906519126404595846</id><published>2009-11-16T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:59:14.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SwGC-nLt2sI/AAAAAAAAAcw/42wJIu--kCU/s320/IMG_1814.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SwGDUtxzbQI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CWcc5HyYMGA/s1600/IMG_1815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SwGDUtxzbQI/AAAAAAAAAc4/CWcc5HyYMGA/s320/IMG_1815.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SwGDqaf2C-I/AAAAAAAAAdA/LQi8wBUp9eo/s1600/IMG_1816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SwGDqaf2C-I/AAAAAAAAAdA/LQi8wBUp9eo/s320/IMG_1816.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SwGAKKOZwiI/AAAAAAAAAb4/o7dUsTSa-K8/s1600/IMG_1784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SwGAKKOZwiI/AAAAAAAAAb4/o7dUsTSa-K8/s320/IMG_1784.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1906519126404595846?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1906519126404595846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1906519126404595846' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1906519126404595846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1906519126404595846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-shower.html' title='Baby Shower'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SwGAhHsyAAI/AAAAAAAAAcA/NJL1ZdXz4Zc/s72-c/IMG_1786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-6185548477012955361</id><published>2009-10-23T08:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:36:33.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey was the Jr. High Prince at the Fall Festival last night.&amp;nbsp; Isn't he handsome?&amp;nbsp; I was so proud.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SuG9-QkXi8I/AAAAAAAAAag/GG711QI4dbg/s1600-h/Fall-Fest-004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SuG9-QkXi8I/AAAAAAAAAag/GG711QI4dbg/s640/Fall-Fest-004.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-6185548477012955361?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6185548477012955361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=6185548477012955361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6185548477012955361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6185548477012955361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-prince.html' title='My Prince'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SuG9-QkXi8I/AAAAAAAAAag/GG711QI4dbg/s72-c/Fall-Fest-004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-6072796575579797789</id><published>2009-10-16T15:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:52:26.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Visit my Photography Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kitafreeman.com/"&gt;http://kitafreeman.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-6072796575579797789?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6072796575579797789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=6072796575579797789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6072796575579797789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6072796575579797789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/10/come-visit-my-photography-blog.html' title='Come Visit my Photography Blog'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2152317699081332685</id><published>2009-10-09T10:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:13:18.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry to all my neighbors.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/Ss9fuxetwkI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ssLl2L378jo/s1600-h/trombone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/Ss9fuxetwkI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ssLl2L378jo/s320/trombone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. M&amp;amp;M is learning to play the trambone.&amp;nbsp; He knows that practicing inside might not be a good idea for the sake of his pregnant mother, and her very short fuse.&amp;nbsp; So bless my little darlings heart he goes outside and plays.&amp;nbsp; He blows on his trambone at the top of his lung capacity.&amp;nbsp; As far as I know he is not playing any kind of song, or note, just learning how to blow on the thing.&amp;nbsp; I am sure the neighbors and most of the community can hear him.&amp;nbsp; I just pray that they get the same kick out of it that I do.&amp;nbsp; Oh, how I love the innocence of childhood.&amp;nbsp; And OH how I LOVE my little horn tooting boy!!!&amp;nbsp; He is perfect and so is the music he makes!!!&amp;nbsp; If you don't beleive me, just ask my neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2152317699081332685?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2152317699081332685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2152317699081332685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2152317699081332685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2152317699081332685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry-to-all-my-neighbors.html' title='Sorry to all my neighbors.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/Ss9fuxetwkI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ssLl2L378jo/s72-c/trombone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-971790493899499956</id><published>2009-10-05T10:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:05:19.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Carol</title><content type='html'>Whiplash decided to ride a saddle bronc this weekend during the fair.&amp;nbsp; He did awesome.&amp;nbsp; He drew the rankest horse in the competition.&amp;nbsp; She bucked him off, but I was sure proud of him.&amp;nbsp; If you want to see the pics, check them out &lt;a href="http://www.photoreflect.com/pr3/Orderpage.aspx?pi=0PXV002S070029&amp;amp;po=29&amp;amp;pc=116"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://www.photoreflect.com/pr3/Orderpage.aspx?pi=0PXV002S070029&amp;amp;po=29&amp;amp;pc=116"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just a little confession, I cried and cried before he got on.&amp;nbsp; I didn't want him to ride.&amp;nbsp; I never let him see me cry and now I am happy that he got to accomplish one of his dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is going to try again next year and I promise to not let him see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-971790493899499956?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/971790493899499956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=971790493899499956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/971790493899499956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/971790493899499956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/10/crazy-carol.html' title='Crazy Carol'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-347767392681799517</id><published>2009-09-29T08:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T08:14:54.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Absense</title><content type='html'>So I haven't been blogging lately because I have been too tired.&amp;nbsp; LOL, well not really too tired, but maybe too lazy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pregancy is progressing.&amp;nbsp; I am in my 26th week and all is still good.&amp;nbsp; The baby is growing and doing well.&amp;nbsp; I still have the fibroid, still have complications from it, but am making it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to the fair this weekend.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My plan is to sit alot and drink alot of water.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I will not overdo it.&amp;nbsp; I am going to try not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gained much weight this pregnancy...YA... and hope to continue this trend right up to delivery.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt asked me if I would like a jogging stroller for me and the baby and my immediate answer was YES!!!&amp;nbsp; Because of the fibroid excersise during pregnancy has been not existent.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to get back to running, or atleast walking.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is about it from me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Kita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-347767392681799517?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/347767392681799517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=347767392681799517' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/347767392681799517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/347767392681799517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/09/pregnancy-absense.html' title='Pregnancy Absense'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1620490366576739259</id><published>2009-09-10T17:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:19:05.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>I just got a BlackBerry. Testing out mobile blogging. &lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1620490366576739259?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1620490366576739259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1620490366576739259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1620490366576739259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1620490366576739259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/09/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-3424586778727091659</id><published>2009-08-20T09:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:13:45.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For your viewing pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11z5evATI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/meKaotdxvt0/s1600-h/IMG_0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372079464986378546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11z5evATI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/meKaotdxvt0/s400/IMG_0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11zV0DaRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/o4kz-I20BtY/s1600-h/IMG_0330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372079455412119826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11zV0DaRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/o4kz-I20BtY/s400/IMG_0330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11y3RqlMI/AAAAAAAAAaA/KgmR5Z4TM_k/s1600-h/IMG_0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372079447214822594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11y3RqlMI/AAAAAAAAAaA/KgmR5Z4TM_k/s400/IMG_0322.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/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11ybD-K5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dI9DM1zhvNg/s1600-h/IMG_0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372079439641193362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11ybD-K5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dI9DM1zhvNg/s400/IMG_0283.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11xqJ2AWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2JlU8nNbxbI/s1600-h/IMG_0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372079426512486754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11xqJ2AWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/2JlU8nNbxbI/s400/IMG_0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A recent high school senior portrait shoot.&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/2402062309490769793-3424586778727091659?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3424586778727091659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=3424586778727091659' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3424586778727091659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3424586778727091659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-your-viewing-pleasure.html' title='For your viewing pleasure'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/So11z5evATI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/meKaotdxvt0/s72-c/IMG_0334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-4570610518111200007</id><published>2009-08-19T09:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:05:04.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fibroid...I hate you!!!</title><content type='html'>As my belly is growing, and the little sweet baby inside of me is growing, I also have this horrible fibroid that is growing. Both my boys were text book pregnancies, so having something wrong is something that I am not used to. At my ultrasound appointment on Monday I was told that the baby is beautiful and perfect, nothing can overshadow this. But, I still have this huge fibroid and my Dr.s are getting more and more concerned about it. It has moved to an unfavorable location (I didn't know they could move) and has not gotten any smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night I get a call from my Dr. asking me how soon I can get up to Albq., to go to a &lt;a href="http://www.medterms.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=7900"&gt;perinatologist&lt;/a&gt;. I have an appointment scheduled for next Tuesday, where I will get a level 3 ultrasound and find out exactly what my fibroid is up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr has assured me that the baby is perfect and their only concern is this fibroid and the complications that it may bring. So please pray for US. I know that God has a plan and that everything works for His good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the up side a level 3 ultrasound is very detailed and we should be able to see a lot of baby details in this ultrasound. Also, Whiplash was not able to make it to my first ultrasound so this will be the first time he gets to see his daughter. Not to mention the wonderful time he and I will get to spend in the vehicle just catching up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-4570610518111200007?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4570610518111200007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=4570610518111200007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4570610518111200007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4570610518111200007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-drs-visits.html' title='Fibroid...I hate you!!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2743436582043220668</id><published>2009-08-18T08:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:52:27.918-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ultrasound Said...................</title><content type='html'>It's a GIRL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2743436582043220668?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2743436582043220668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2743436582043220668' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2743436582043220668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2743436582043220668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/08/ultrasound-said.html' title='The Ultrasound Said...................'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2391961116574291878</id><published>2009-08-03T10:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:23:49.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emergency surgery and a bunch of nonsense.</title><content type='html'>I feel like I owe the blogging world a post about my absence. Without giving tons of details and having to explain everything that has been going on with me, I am going to try to keep you updated. First let me tell you that the baby and I are both doing just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on July 17Th I started to have some very bad pain in my side. I talked to my Dr. over the phone and she explained to me that it might be round ligament pain. So I stayed in bed all weekend trying to get to feeling better. By Monday morning I was not doing well at all so Whiplash scheduled me a Dr. appointment. To make a long story short we went in to the Dr., she sent me to the hospital, and I had an emergency appendectomy on the 20Th. Problem is, it wasn't my appendix, it was a fibroid that I knew I had and told the ER DR about over and over again. Anyway, they didn't seem to want to listen to me and I had surgery for nothing, the surgery has know caused a hernia and I have some very long months ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I am feeling pretty good. Most of the pain is gone and I am able to live a pretty normal life. The baby is doing great. We have another ultrasound scheduled on the 17Th of August to see how the fibroid is doing, and to check out our little bundle of joy. I am really excited to find out the sex of the baby. Fingers still crossed for a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that God has a plan for me and that he works all things for the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will make it through this tough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2391961116574291878?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2391961116574291878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2391961116574291878' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2391961116574291878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2391961116574291878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/08/emergency-surgery-and-bunch-of-nonsense.html' title='Emergency surgery and a bunch of nonsense.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-937388981691446476</id><published>2009-07-07T08:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:16:07.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SlNYPtbVJKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UvrRcS6bQP4/s1600-h/sleeping_dogs_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355721408789161122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SlNYPtbVJKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UvrRcS6bQP4/s400/sleeping_dogs_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been ignoring my blog in order to get more sleep. Being pregnant at 33 is much different then being pregnant at 20. I am tired, well more like exhausted. All I want to do is sleep, oh and sometimes all I want to do is puke. The other day my boss came in and found me taking a nap on my desk. It just happened. I was sitting at my desk reading a very interesting government document on public works and the next thing I know he is waking me up. He was cool about it and said we might look into getting a couch in my office so I will be more comfortable. Perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-937388981691446476?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/937388981691446476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=937388981691446476' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/937388981691446476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/937388981691446476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleepy-blogger.html' title='Sleepy Blogger'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SlNYPtbVJKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/UvrRcS6bQP4/s72-c/sleeping_dogs_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2393762308670344648</id><published>2009-06-12T12:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:51:18.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a photographer.</title><content type='html'>God gives us gifts. I have been blessed with the ability to take great pictures. I turned my back on this gift for a while, it became UNFUN. But...in the last couple of weeks my gift of photography has been tapping me on the shoulder. It has been asking me to come out and play.  To find the joy in it again, and to pursue my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;talent&lt;/span&gt;.  I don't mean to sound stuck up, but honestly this is how I feel about photography.  So to honor my gift, I am going to post some photos that are hanging out on my work computer. More to come soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkSq8L2iI/AAAAAAAAAYg/67mIXqf5uQY/s1600-h/Tim-Look.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346516348313524770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkSq8L2iI/AAAAAAAAAYg/67mIXqf5uQY/s400/Tim-Look.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkSoE-LHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oQ5kgHkGJ58/s1600-h/Senior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346516347545070706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkSoE-LHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/oQ5kgHkGJ58/s400/Senior.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkScYpPAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wu9IRyNXqRI/s1600-h/Senior-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346516344406359042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkScYpPAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/wu9IRyNXqRI/s400/Senior-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkSbPtbJI/AAAAAAAAAYI/zkbA77yHDQ4/s1600-h/Senior-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346516344100449426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkSbPtbJI/AAAAAAAAAYI/zkbA77yHDQ4/s400/Senior-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkSJ2ceUI/AAAAAAAAAYA/a_WMjiJYAw8/s1600-h/Val00262_RJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346516339431078210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkSJ2ceUI/AAAAAAAAAYA/a_WMjiJYAw8/s400/Val00262_RJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2393762308670344648?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2393762308670344648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2393762308670344648' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2393762308670344648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2393762308670344648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-im-photographer.html' title='I&apos;m a photographer.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SjKkSq8L2iI/AAAAAAAAAYg/67mIXqf5uQY/s72-c/Tim-Look.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2251558601506327937</id><published>2009-06-10T09:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:42:08.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4H Shooting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/Si_T148iOcI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Qwb-upXhBtM/s1600-h/4H-031.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345724205484882370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/Si_T148iOcI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Qwb-upXhBtM/s400/4H-031.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud of my boys. They had their 4H shoot yesterday. They both did awesome and both qualified to move on to districts. There is only one problem, districts is the same time that they are scheduled to go to church camp.  We gave them the choice of going to districts or going to church camp. They both choose to put God first and go to church camp. AWESOME!!! Also, Whiplash was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;super dad&lt;/span&gt; during the shoot, he was patient, kind, and loving to his boys. I was one proud mama. I love my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2251558601506327937?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2251558601506327937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2251558601506327937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2251558601506327937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2251558601506327937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/06/4h-shooting.html' title='4H Shooting'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/Si_T148iOcI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Qwb-upXhBtM/s72-c/4H-031.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5032238971779286872</id><published>2009-06-02T15:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:09:38.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SiWVBB17pOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/lcNnBxIyv8o/s1600-h/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342840377852011746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SiWVBB17pOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/lcNnBxIyv8o/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5032238971779286872?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5032238971779286872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5032238971779286872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5032238971779286872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5032238971779286872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/06/13.html' title='13'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SiWVBB17pOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/lcNnBxIyv8o/s72-c/007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1768642043064276234</id><published>2009-05-28T12:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:52:07.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The baby and me</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted much about my pregnancy because it was really important to me that B-Bay had his birthday celebration.  The month is almost over and I am still sad that he has become a teenager but time continues to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby inside of me is growing.  I can tell because I can't button my pants.  I have gone to wearing stretch capris and huge shirts.  I have spent some time on e-bay and maternity clothes are on their way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the baby wanted to eat a huge bean burrito for lunch- I choose to feed it a large salad instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby wanted to spend the morning in the bathroom leaning over the toilet-  I choose to sip on water and saltines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby wanted to spend the day napping and watching movies-  I choose to go to work and get some stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon the baby wanted to eat ice cream and drink a coke-  I choose kettle popcorn with a large glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already in love with this baby, I just wish it would behave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1768642043064276234?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1768642043064276234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1768642043064276234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1768642043064276234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1768642043064276234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-and-me.html' title='The baby and me'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-4686935798972750122</id><published>2009-05-27T15:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:16:05.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Bob and Uncle Jim</title><content type='html'>My boys have spent 4 days at cow camp with my aunt and uncle. I miss them greatly but know that they have had the times of their lives. My aunt and uncle are the coolest people you could ever meet. Honestly, they rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was growing up I could not wait for school to get out so that I could go spend some of my summer with my aunt and uncle. Our days would be spent working cows, playing cards, baking cookies, laying in the yard, playing in the sprinkler, and just talking. My aunt is definately one of my very best friends, she is one of those people who I enjoy no matter what the occasion. For example, last saturday her and I spent the morning cooking, packing ice chests, and hauling lunch to a bunch of cowboys. The entire morning was spent working but we talked and I felt refreshed. My uncle is just as awesome. That man has on more than one occasion made me laugh until I peed my pants. He is always happy. He enjoys his life and makes you want to enjoy yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though I have been missing my boys terribly I am so glad they got the chance to spend some time with my awesome aunt and uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to have such a wonderful family. They make me HAPPY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-4686935798972750122?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4686935798972750122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=4686935798972750122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4686935798972750122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4686935798972750122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/aunt-bob-and-uncle-jim.html' title='Aunt Bob and Uncle Jim'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8482110393404244129</id><published>2009-05-27T08:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:35:15.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg</title><content type='html'>I am very selective when answering my phone.  When I got this unknown number on my caller ID (which I do not want everyone to know I have), I thot ummm, didn't pick it up, rang again, thot o.k.  To my surprise this gravely voice said HI Geeg!  Who would have thunk, a cell phone for a birthday present?  Am I getting old or What?  Love you B-Bay, Papa Walt &amp;amp; Geeg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8482110393404244129?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8482110393404244129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8482110393404244129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8482110393404244129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8482110393404244129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-b-bay-love-papa-and-geeg_5986.html' title='Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-9131953793897724704</id><published>2009-05-27T08:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:30:46.069-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg</title><content type='html'>B-Bay's heart is good, &amp;amp; there is a kindness about him.  When you meet B-Bay, you instantly like him, because his kindness is in his eyes &amp;amp; it shines through.  You do not meet very many people in your life time like that.  We love you B-Bay.  Papa Walt &amp;amp; Geeg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-9131953793897724704?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/9131953793897724704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=9131953793897724704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/9131953793897724704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/9131953793897724704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-b-bay-love-papa-and-geeg_8815.html' title='Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-6239834512588522631</id><published>2009-05-27T08:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:18:39.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg</title><content type='html'>Kita, myself, B-Bay, M&amp;amp;m took a trip to the big town of Deming.  We stopped at k-mart.  Of course we bought something for the boys.  We loaded up, to go next door to shop for shoes.  B-Bay asked if anyone had a knife to open his toy.  Dumb a--, said here, but be careful.  Next thing dumb a-- knows, there is a squall from the back seat &amp;amp; blood running down B-Bay's arm.  Next, total chaos.  Guess what?  No shoe shopping, but also, no emergency room visit necessary.  Love you, B-Bay.  Papa Walt &amp;amp; Geeg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-6239834512588522631?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6239834512588522631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=6239834512588522631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6239834512588522631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6239834512588522631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-b-bay-love-papa-and-geeg_8425.html' title='Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5755358498330366433</id><published>2009-05-27T08:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:17:48.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg</title><content type='html'>What fun we had at Gwyn Tank when B-Bay gave us a jeep tour around the meadow, might I say at full speed! I was impressed at how well he did. Love, Papa Walt &amp;amp; Geeg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5755358498330366433?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5755358498330366433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5755358498330366433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5755358498330366433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5755358498330366433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-b-bay-love-papa-and-geeg_27.html' title='Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-3331997173098696486</id><published>2009-05-26T08:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:43:56.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg</title><content type='html'>We took B-Bay, M&amp;amp;M to scout for elk at Willow Creek.  We left camp, spent the day scouting. What a surprise,  When we got back the wind had blown our tent upside down across the creek.  Remember, B-Bay?  Love, Papa Walt &amp;amp; Geeg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-3331997173098696486?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3331997173098696486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=3331997173098696486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3331997173098696486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3331997173098696486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-b-bay-love-papa-and-geeg_8242.html' title='Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7018712065736659098</id><published>2009-05-26T08:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:43:16.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg</title><content type='html'>Hey Bay!  I remember shopping in Las Cruces &amp;amp; I found this wonderful antique metal rocking horse.  I knew right then &amp;amp; there that was your horse.  I also knew that you would wonder "Why can't I ride it?"  But someday you will.  Love, Papa Walt &amp;amp; Geeg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7018712065736659098?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7018712065736659098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7018712065736659098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7018712065736659098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7018712065736659098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-b-bay-love-papa-and-geeg_26.html' title='Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-4476679417815018855</id><published>2009-05-26T08:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:41:53.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg</title><content type='html'>We still have the baby bottle and the book titled 101 Ways to Spoil Your Grandchild, that Whiplash &amp;amp; Kita brought to the house to bring the great news of B-Bay's arrival.  Love you B-Bay.  Papa Walt &amp;amp; Geeg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-4476679417815018855?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4476679417815018855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=4476679417815018855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4476679417815018855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4476679417815018855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-b-bay-love-papa-and-geeg.html' title='Happy Birthday B-Bay love Papa and Geeg'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5806014235177818363</id><published>2009-05-22T09:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:58:57.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday B-Bay</title><content type='html'>Happy Happy Birthday B-Bay!!!!I was with your mom the day she found out you were on your way. What anhonor to be able to share in that experiance. You have been such a specialboy since birth. You have a wonderful spirit and kind heart and a bit ofa mischievous grin. Your laugh is priceless. I see you as a loved andcherished son, brother, nephew, great-nephew, grandson etc etc. You getthe idea. And get this kid on a horse and look out. He's a natural. Heseems to belong on a horse. We are looking forward to you beginning yourteenage years on roundup with us. We'll make some memories for sure. Hope this becomes a yearly affair. I'm going to get your mom to post somecowboy pictures of you for me, since I don't know how. Sorry about that.I love you to pieces!!!!! Aunt Bob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5806014235177818363?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5806014235177818363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5806014235177818363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5806014235177818363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5806014235177818363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-b-bay.html' title='Happy Birthday B-Bay'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-4986315612262459025</id><published>2009-05-20T11:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:45:29.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Bay's Birthday Month</title><content type='html'>B-Bay,Here it is already the 16th. and we had an early birthday celebration for you today. I enjoyed watching you and Emmett flank calves and work cattle horseback this morning. And how about the Big News!!! You are gonna have so much fun with the coming addition to your little family. I am so excited.One of the things that has always amazed me about you, from a very young age, is your ability to remember and recognize the places you have been before. One of our favorite thing to do has been to run around in the country in my jeep and look for game, check waters, watch for tracks, let you and Emmett ride on top, and then about 3 years ago start learning how to drive. We have had so many laughs together as sometimes the branches seemed to move towards us faster than we could dodge them. Pretty soon all the country would start looking alike to most little guys, but not you! You would say Grandma, I've been here before...remember...and you would be right. That's a gift that is rarely found in little guys.I like to think about our fishing trips together. Remember Riggs Flat, Snow Lake, Willow Creek, The Gila River, and The Glenwood Pond. I'm so glad we have fun pictures of those memorable trips. Some of the other outings include trips to Tucson. Golf and Things, even with a black eye. A drive-in movie in the "Bug", The Pima Air Museum, and on and on. Then when you and M&amp;amp;M and I went to Oklahoma and Kansas last fall. The Aliens, Joe's boot Barn. The ducks flying "North" for winter, a fun time with the Gayler clan, the Action Figures and Train Museums, armadillo and possom hunting, the Arbuckle State Park. And finally The National Cowboy Heritage Museum and Cowboy Hall Of Fame, Uncle Troy and aunt Shelby's, playing with your cousins Chase and Scout, visiting Granddad at the ranch, and then the long trip home. The Hotel in Amarillo and finally ABO ruins on our last day of travel. What wonderful traveling pardners you guys are. I look forward to lots and lots of memorable times together. I love you, Grandma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-4986315612262459025?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4986315612262459025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=4986315612262459025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4986315612262459025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4986315612262459025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/b-bays-birthday-month_20.html' title='B-Bay&apos;s Birthday Month'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7352267039916091353</id><published>2009-05-19T10:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:03:36.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't be running in my 5K this weekend.</title><content type='html'>Yep, you read that right.  I won't be running in the 5k that I trained for.  I am not even going.  Why you ask?  Well because my hips hurt, and my boobs, and I am so sleepy that I can hardly hold my head up.   Plus the fact that I am pregnant and my Dr. wants me walking instead of running because of my hips.  Did you catch that?  I AM PREGNANT!!!  I am, I really am.  The shock has now worn off and we are so excited.  Whiplash is beaming,  B-Bay and M&amp;amp;M are thrilled, and me, well, I am full of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back a few weeks ago I posted about getting athletes foot and was worried about jock itch.  A fellow blogger and mom , &lt;a href="http://heathersjunkmiles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;, commented on my blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/16644559746937011062" rel="nofollow"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely from the boys, not from the running shoes. If you get jock itch . . . probably a sign that you need to figure out the female/male imbalance in your household! :)&lt;br /&gt;April 24, 2009 10:48 AM&lt;a title="Delete Comment" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" onclick="" href="https://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;amp;postID=4761529528224878501"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="" href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;Heather,There is definitely a female/male imbalance in my household. I really need to have another baby, but only if God promised me a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pregnant at this time, but had no idea.  So there you have it!!!  I am pregnant and we are really hoping for a girl.  But I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; take a boy.  God has a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so I have so much to talk about and have a feeling that in the coming months this blog will be less about running and more about staying healthy while pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7352267039916091353?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7352267039916091353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7352267039916091353' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7352267039916091353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7352267039916091353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wont-be-running-in-my-5k-this-weekend.html' title='I won&apos;t be running in my 5K this weekend.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1304273027767798860</id><published>2009-05-07T10:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:19:40.844-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To my sweet B-Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SgMKA1aZK0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/rYFrpJZAal8/s1600-h/1-231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333117393190857538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SgMKA1aZK0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/rYFrpJZAal8/s320/1-231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;B-Bay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You changed my world the day you came into my life. I had no idea what it was like to live with my heart outside of my body until you were born. I love you more and more everyday and am so proud of the young man you are becoming. I know as you enter your teenage years you are going to spend more and more time away from me. I dread these days, but I want you to experience life. I want you to make decisions and learn from your mistakes. I want you to fall in love. I don't want you to ever have a broken heart, but I know that there is a chance you might. I know God has the perfect wife made just for you and that she will be blessed by you. Please always stay sweet, always remember your manners, be a leader not a follower, make good choices and have fun. Being a teenage is a wonderful experience you are about to enter some of the funnest times of your life. ENJOY!!! Enjoy ever minute of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's make a deal. You and me, right here, right now!!! I promise to remember that you are changing and I promise to let you change and grow. You promise to continue to respect your mom and dad and continue to make us proud. DEAL? Deal!!! I will always love you, to the moon and back. You boys and your dad are the light of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXOXOXOX,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1304273027767798860?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1304273027767798860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1304273027767798860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1304273027767798860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1304273027767798860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-my-sweet-b-bay.html' title='To my sweet B-Bay'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SgMKA1aZK0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/rYFrpJZAal8/s72-c/1-231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7742128342998885973</id><published>2009-05-05T13:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:39:00.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SgCVtCcl40I/AAAAAAAAAXg/-jvUnd4voa8/s1600-h/ASC1357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332426559790113602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SgCVtCcl40I/AAAAAAAAAXg/-jvUnd4voa8/s320/ASC1357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I took my mom to Tucson for a doctor appointment. Before we left she asked me if there was anything I wanted to do while in the big city. The only thing I could think of that I really wanted to do was to go get fit for running shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after the long drive our first stop was a running store. In a matter of minutes they had me running on a treadmill and were videoing my stride. IT WAS AWESOME. They played the video back to me and it was determined that I am an overpronator with high arches. So we began trying on shoes. I would try some on and then run, and then try on another pair, and run. I was having the time of my life. Finally we ended up with a pair that feel great and help control all my foot related issues. And the winner was ASICS GEL-Kayano 15. I also picked up some socks and a running skirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight will be my first run with my new gear. How exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7742128342998885973?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7742128342998885973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7742128342998885973' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7742128342998885973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7742128342998885973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/shoe-people.html' title='Shoe People'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SgCVtCcl40I/AAAAAAAAAXg/-jvUnd4voa8/s72-c/ASC1357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1783246104468536053</id><published>2009-05-01T08:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:25:40.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Bay's Birthday Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SfsGTrx8MYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/TUrqXH1zNl4/s1600-h/Easter+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330861519162585474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SfsGTrx8MYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/TUrqXH1zNl4/s320/Easter+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My oldest is turning 13 on the 22nd of May. I am so proud of him. He is turning into such a wonderful young man. If I am honest, I have to say that this birthday is bittersweet to me. I want him to live with me forever, but know it is best for him to spread his wings and fly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In celebration of his birthday I will have guest posters all this month telling stories about him and celebrating his life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought it was appropriate to start with my mom. She has been such a role model to my boys. They love her so much. It is really cool to have a grandma who will take you hunting, fishing, and camping. Who rides a mule, can trap a coyote, and sometimes chews Beechnut. Really!!! I promise!!! She is great!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So here we go...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;B-Bay,It seems like yesterday, I was cooking for an outfitter in Colorado and received the phone call from your mom asking me if I was ready to be a Grandma. Wow, I didn't know how ready I was. We are so blessed to have been able to spend so much quality time together. I can't imagine how anyone could ever enjoy their grand kids more than I have. You light up my life! It scares me to think of you growing up and pulling away. I'm trying to be a big girl, I've decided we will just continue to spend as much time together as possible, maybe just a little harder to steal you away as you are getting busier and busier. You make me so proud. What a pleasure it is to accompany you in to a public setting. Your manners stand out in the crowd, I love the way you take your hat off to kiss me hello or goodbye no matter where we are. I have so many stories to tell and will enjoy sharing them throughout the month with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless You Pardner, and happy Birthday Month. Love, Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1783246104468536053?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1783246104468536053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1783246104468536053' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1783246104468536053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1783246104468536053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/05/b-bays-birthday-month.html' title='B-Bay&apos;s Birthday Month'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SfsGTrx8MYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/TUrqXH1zNl4/s72-c/Easter+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1641809531138370119</id><published>2009-04-30T15:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:49:56.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am totally 100% in love with this man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/Sfoc67RaRGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/dSK752qOC_Q/s1600-h/100_6762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330604907615110242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/Sfoc67RaRGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/dSK752qOC_Q/s320/100_6762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1641809531138370119?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1641809531138370119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1641809531138370119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1641809531138370119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1641809531138370119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-totally-100-in-love-with-this-man.html' title='I am totally 100% in love with this man'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/Sfoc67RaRGI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/dSK752qOC_Q/s72-c/100_6762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7915458401786723197</id><published>2009-04-29T09:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:12:56.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the Simple Life</title><content type='html'>For the month of May I am going to be living the simple life with Bobbi.  Go check in out &lt;a href="http://nhershoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-for-another-challenge-simple-life.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a challenge that is totally up my alley.  I am really excited about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7915458401786723197?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7915458401786723197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7915458401786723197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7915458401786723197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7915458401786723197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/living-simple-life.html' title='Living the Simple Life'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5986705324793235064</id><published>2009-04-24T08:24:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:24:53.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What is next, Jock Itch?</title><content type='html'>I have Chub Rub!!! I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; be covering my thighs with spandex and Body Glide from now on. BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have Athlete's Foot. UGH... Whiplash swears it is from my running shoes. I know better. I got it from the three stinky feet boys that I live with. Boys are so gross...and they have cooties...and apparently the have athlete's feet..or foot...or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am left to ask myself this question. What is next, Jock Itch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5986705324793235064?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5986705324793235064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5986705324793235064' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5986705324793235064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5986705324793235064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-next-jock-itch.html' title='What is next, Jock Itch?'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-6143909050105191559</id><published>2009-04-22T18:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:03:39.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Milestone....My first case of Chub Rub.</title><content type='html'>I got home this afternoon and quickly changed into my running clothes.  This is my game plan to keep me from eating everything in sight when I walk in the door.  So far this technique is working and I am able to stay under my daily calorie goal.  ANYWAY...back on subject.  So I have a pile of laundry and didn't have any clean running tights so I put on some shorts.   There are many reasons that I should not wear shorts in public. But, I am so over worrying about what people think of me...anyway back on point.  So, I go running in shorts and have my first case of &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=chub-rub"&gt;CHUB RUB&lt;/a&gt;.  OUCH!!!  Honestly...it is kind of cool.  Really, it is.  I feel like I have been let into some elite running club or something. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;  So being that I am a runner and I am prepared, I finally have a reason to apply Body Glide. Which I totally will be doing from now on because I can...oh and I need to.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-6143909050105191559?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6143909050105191559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=6143909050105191559' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6143909050105191559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6143909050105191559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/milestonemy-first-case-of-chub-rub.html' title='A Milestone....My first case of Chub Rub.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-772930818136027091</id><published>2009-04-20T20:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:54:27.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My new best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Note to my real best friend:  Don't panic I just needed a good title for this post.  You know I still love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new best friend is run 10 minutes and walk 1.  Let me tell you this totally rocks and my run today was awesome.  Not only did I have a great running partner, B-Bay, but I also had a great time and enjoyed my little walk breaks.  The 10:1 running ratio is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; something I am going to continue to do.  YES!!!!  YES I AM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:  The Boston Marathon was so exciting today.  I watched it on my work computer and loved every minute of it.  I am inspired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note:  Thank goodness my boss doesn't know how to run a computer because if he did I would SO be fired after he read my blog and saw what I did with my time today.  OOOPS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-772930818136027091?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/772930818136027091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=772930818136027091' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/772930818136027091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/772930818136027091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-best-friend.html' title='My new best friend'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8387518573571431234</id><published>2009-04-14T12:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:29:00.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTU5t93PCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Rc4zCDn1iR4/s1600-h/Easter+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324614747515468834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTU5t93PCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Rc4zCDn1iR4/s320/Easter+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTU5UtzARI/AAAAAAAAAW0/u9cTANpzIIA/s1600-h/Easter+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324614740737196306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTU5UtzARI/AAAAAAAAAW0/u9cTANpzIIA/s320/Easter+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTx8ZY94I/AAAAAAAAAWs/eped9lHTvMI/s1600-h/Easter+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324613514438440834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTx8ZY94I/AAAAAAAAAWs/eped9lHTvMI/s320/Easter+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTxvkNp-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/XDpryebvQPY/s1600-h/Easter+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324613510994175970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTxvkNp-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/XDpryebvQPY/s320/Easter+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTxTvVXSI/AAAAAAAAAWc/97mkfQHAbEo/s1600-h/Easter+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324613503524625698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTxTvVXSI/AAAAAAAAAWc/97mkfQHAbEo/s320/Easter+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTxK9x5oI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7h0hG6cyPTA/s1600-h/Easter+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324613501169297026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTxK9x5oI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7h0hG6cyPTA/s320/Easter+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTwy4URjI/AAAAAAAAAWM/gC0iGcTHBCo/s1600-h/Easter+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324613494703932978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTTwy4URjI/AAAAAAAAAWM/gC0iGcTHBCo/s320/Easter+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8387518573571431234?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8387518573571431234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8387518573571431234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8387518573571431234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8387518573571431234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-pics.html' title='Easter Pics'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeTU5t93PCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Rc4zCDn1iR4/s72-c/Easter+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-3920387074577135201</id><published>2009-04-11T20:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:20:22.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeFPHy8TANI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mewSHhu3YKU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323623229880991954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeFPHy8TANI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mewSHhu3YKU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK friends I need your help. I need to immediately move from my home town to a place where no one knows me. After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;porta&lt;/span&gt; potty incident on Wednesday I decided to really humiliate myself by farting while my best friend's uncle gave my a chiropractic adjustment. It was not bad enough that I did this in front of my best friend's uncle, but also in front of my best friend and her mother. We laughed and laughed and my best friend's uncle told me he thought he had ripped my pants but then realized that it was me that was ripping. OH MY GOODNESS...what is wrong with me. I blame my best friend's mom for feeding me beans for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So any people out there want to adopt a slightly overweight, hard working, mother of two, who has some bodily function problems? Honestly, I may not be a lady, but I promise I am a lot of entertainment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CRAP!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-3920387074577135201?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3920387074577135201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=3920387074577135201' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3920387074577135201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3920387074577135201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-problem.html' title='I have a problem'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SeFPHy8TANI/AAAAAAAAAWE/mewSHhu3YKU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-4333614018428389887</id><published>2009-04-09T21:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:47:37.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Running with B-Bay and a Porta Potty Story</title><content type='html'>Tonight B-Bay and I did 1.75 while M&amp;amp;M practiced baseball. We ran at the high school track which has been very busy with high school kids. Our track has about 2 inches of sandy dirt on it and that dirt is getting very tore up and deep. B-Bay and I both agreed that it is much easier to run on the road then in the sand so we will be doing that from now on. I just finished up a dinner of ground turkey and veggies, then topped of the evening with some weight lifting for my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...Last night M&amp;amp;M had a ball game. The local park has not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opened&lt;/span&gt; up their bathrooms, but they have provided us with some lovely blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;porta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; potties. Now, I am trying to drink as much water as I can consume so I have to go potty a lot. So I brave it over to the blue lagoon, in order to do my business, check all potties for an open one and venture in. It was cold last night and windy so I am bundled up for the weather. I start to remove layers and decide I am better off to leave my huge jacket on then to set it down somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am squatting in the blue box, trying to pee in the hole and not in my shoes and my cell phone rings. Normally I would just ignore the call and finish my business but I was expecting a call from Whiplash and wanted to tell him where to meet us at. So I start to dig my phone out of my jacket and think to myself that no matter what I cannot drop my phone. This was a job, because I can't stop peeing mid stream, my pants are down as far as I will let them go without dropping them on the floor, I am trying to hold my jacket up and trying to find my ringing phone. So I start to giggle, and giggle, and I am feeling around for my phone and I finally find it and I try to pull it up to my ear to answer it and I can't because I have some how looped my arm through my underwear. No kidding...this is a true story. So I start to laugh, and I pee on my shoes, and I finally answer the phone. It is Whiplash and I tell him the story, laughing my butt off, trying to get redressed. Finally, I walk outside and I have gathered an audience of people staring at my blue box, wondering what in the heck is so darn funny. I just smile, shrug my shoulders and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my next life I want to be graceful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-4333614018428389887?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4333614018428389887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=4333614018428389887' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4333614018428389887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4333614018428389887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/running-with-b-bay-and-porta-potty.html' title='Running with B-Bay and a Porta Potty Story'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5730884033560413640</id><published>2009-04-09T13:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:24:01.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ME is becoming a FOODIE</title><content type='html'>I am finding more and more enjoyment out of eating healthy and learning to eat healthy. My schedule is &lt;em&gt;off the charts&lt;/em&gt; crazy but I am finding that my body is adapting and I am able to keep up with my crazy life. I credit this to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt; and eating better. I have always enjoyed cooking and was enrolled in a culinary institute at one time (decided marrying whiplash and staying in NM was a better idea). Anyway, I am going to start to add some food posts to my blog because I want to record my whole journey to a "Happy ME".  My goal is to learn to live the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fulfilled&lt;/span&gt; life possible and one way I am accomplishing this is giving my body good fuel.  So let the journey begin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5730884033560413640?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5730884033560413640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5730884033560413640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5730884033560413640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5730884033560413640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-me-is-becoming-foodie.html' title='Happy ME is becoming a FOODIE'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-3409159922018798094</id><published>2009-04-07T09:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:40:05.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to talk about but lots to do</title><content type='html'>I don't have anything to blog about. I have been running, going to work, studying, volunteering, being a baseball mom, organizing 4H meetings, just the same old stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-Bay has decided not to play baseball this year. He wants to focus on his running and will be joining me in the 5k if he is old enough. It is nice to have such a wonderful running partner although he beats the crap out of me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; we go run. I think he needs to remember that I brought him into this world I can take him out. Kidding, kind of. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;M is playing 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; base on his baseball team. He got hit by a pitch last night and has a huge baseball sized bruise on his left arm just above his elbow. OUCH!!! When it happened I wanted to charge the mound but my friend sitting with me at the game thought it would be better if I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiplash started a new job last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; and is loving it. I am loving that he has to go to town everyday and I can send him on errands (honestly, it really is all about me and my needs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is happy to have a healthy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week looks like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;40 plus hours of work (Please boss man let me leave on time this week)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 baseball games&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 4H meeting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Little League Meeting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 Assignments due before Friday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 papers due before Sunday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 car in the shop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 dogs that HAVE to get their rabies shots this week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 sunrise church service&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 church service&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bible study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 multi family breakfast hosted by me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 multi family picnic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 class parties (Teachers please let me in on your little secret of what I need to bring sooner than later)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;24 Eggs to color &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Easter Bunny to fill 2 baskets with perfect gifts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 baby shower for my very dear cousin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 evenings of running&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 evenings of weights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 rest day (ya right)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Man I need a nap and an assistant. Back to work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-3409159922018798094?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3409159922018798094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=3409159922018798094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3409159922018798094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3409159922018798094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/nothing-to-talk-about.html' title='Nothing to talk about but lots to do'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8504626738027192827</id><published>2009-04-02T20:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:22:34.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me out to the ball game...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Take me out to the ball game,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me out with the crowd.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't care if I never get back,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me root, root, root for the home team,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If they don't win it's a shame.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the old ball game."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*** written in 1908 by Jack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Norworth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is about me being a happy, and one thing that brings a smile to my face is the game of baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was the first night of baseball practice for my boys. They practiced ball while I ran at the track. My weekends for the next 12 weeks are going to be filled with baseball, nachos, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hot dogs&lt;/span&gt;, sunscreen, sunflower seeds and if I am lucky maybe even some cracker jacks. I love to hear the crack of a bat, and cheer as the kids round the bases. It is going to be heaven...I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: I have officially signed up for my first 5K. &lt;a href="http://www.zianet.com/ftbayardrun/"&gt;Ft. Bayard Wilderness Run&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be running this with my Uncle, possibly B-Bay, and maybe Whiplash. I have an 8 week training plan and am on my way to my very first race. YIPPEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8504626738027192827?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8504626738027192827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8504626738027192827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8504626738027192827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8504626738027192827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-me-out-to-ball-game.html' title='Take me out to the ball game...'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5384468688144547951</id><published>2009-04-01T09:53:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:19:48.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am healthier today than I was yesterday</title><content type='html'>This has become my new mantra... I have been getting really discouraged lately with my lack of weight loss and my lack of improvement in my running. I know these thoughts are not correct because I have been losing weight and my running is improving, but not at the rate that I think I should. I mean HONESTLY I have been dieting for a couple of months and running for a couple of months and I should be skinny already. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; I know I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unreasonable&lt;/span&gt; expectations for myself and that I am being stupid but this is really how I feel. SO in order to put these thoughts aside and just enjoy the ride my new mantra has become, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am healthier today than I was yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; I am looking at things in a new way, even if it is a little decision like choosing an orange over a donut, I have improved my health ever so slightly. This is a wonderful feeling and is really helping me with my negative self talk. SO YA!!!! I am getting healthier, I am getting smaller, I am building endurance, and SO what if it takes me a long time to get to my goal. I have started and every step I take is a step in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Monday my family and I ran/walked 3 miles with hills.&lt;br /&gt;Last night I ran 1.25 miles had to cut it short for a Little League Meeting,&lt;br /&gt;and tonight I rest, go to a birthday party, and do homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS GOOD AND &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM HEALTHIER TODAY THAN I WAS YESTERDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/2402062309490769793-5384468688144547951?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5384468688144547951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5384468688144547951' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5384468688144547951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5384468688144547951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-healthier-today-than-yesterday.html' title='I am healthier today than I was yesterday'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7681585812159139223</id><published>2009-03-29T18:17:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:43:18.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My escape in photographs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our home for 4 days.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFU8COiOCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/GgyBxQN9xpU/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319126025267984418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFU8COiOCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/GgyBxQN9xpU/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snow the first morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFU8BFfsFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZKiADgxbY5A/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319126024961634386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFU8BFfsFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZKiADgxbY5A/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We hiked up to the &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/gicl/"&gt;Gila Cliff Dwellings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFU78_Hw-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/CSLvhSyYcw0/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319126023861158882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFU78_Hw-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/CSLvhSyYcw0/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila Cliff Dwellings National Monument offers a glimpse into the homes and lives of the Mogollon people who lived in this area over 700 years ago.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUtJKft8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/wspc-cmzu4A/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319125769432053698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUtJKft8I/AAAAAAAAAVU/wspc-cmzu4A/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUtEGZPtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/MOzKIk8mIb0/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+050+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319125768072675026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUtEGZPtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/MOzKIk8mIb0/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+050+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319129127097178610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFXwlcPmfI/AAAAAAAAAV8/tc-DdKfpnUQ/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUs86DuWI/AAAAAAAAAU8/CQINsMpdlPY/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gila National Forest:  The monument is surrounded by the Gila National Forest and lies within the rugged Gila Wilderness, the nation’s first wilderness area. The wilderness designation means that the wilderness character of the area will not be altered by the intrusion of roads or other evidence of human presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUUCvP4bI/AAAAAAAAAU0/oKYPebAjDg0/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319125338210427314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUUCvP4bI/AAAAAAAAAU0/oKYPebAjDg0/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUUINA8dI/AAAAAAAAAUs/eMTbvx1V2v4/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319125339677454802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUUINA8dI/AAAAAAAAAUs/eMTbvx1V2v4/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Then we hiked 8 miles round trip into the wilderness. My garmin said we climed 3500ft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUTqAx9DI/AAAAAAAAAUc/MPdzSZ_-jUk/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319125331573077042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUTqAx9DI/AAAAAAAAAUc/MPdzSZ_-jUk/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUTlyZ2HI/AAAAAAAAAUU/gGGvQlXXVhE/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319125330439034994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFUTlyZ2HI/AAAAAAAAAUU/gGGvQlXXVhE/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFTtpzE2WI/AAAAAAAAAUM/SvhMUX0458M/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319124678680566114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFTtpzE2WI/AAAAAAAAAUM/SvhMUX0458M/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFTtVmMm7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/DjViBj3j_Zo/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319124673257839538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFTtVmMm7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/DjViBj3j_Zo/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys fished in the Gila River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.co%3cspan%20class=/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319124666393271266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFTs8Bjm-I/AAAAAAAAAT8/p5ol9x1S-oE/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Campfire stories were told and S'Mores consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFTs2i3LDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/TaYXV2lIbMo/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319124664922352690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFTs2i3LDI/AAAAAAAAAT0/TaYXV2lIbMo/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite part was seeing this wonderful &lt;em&gt;smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFTslGmItI/AAAAAAAAATs/_U7ViOWTzyU/s1600-h/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319124660240392914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFTslGmItI/AAAAAAAAATs/_U7ViOWTzyU/s320/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+050.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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7681585812159139223?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7681585812159139223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7681585812159139223' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7681585812159139223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7681585812159139223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-escape-in-photographs.html' title='My escape in photographs'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SdFU8COiOCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/GgyBxQN9xpU/s72-c/Gila+Cliff+Dwellings+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2665552627576780377</id><published>2009-03-25T12:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:20:41.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Escaping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/ScqDOiU4IOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hsMc0VFwwNc/s1600-h/100_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317206595820069090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/ScqDOiU4IOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hsMc0VFwwNc/s320/100_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last post was me complaining about my busy life. Well this post is to let you know that I am escaping my crazy life for 4 DAYS. My family is headed out into the wilderness to do some camping and catching up. I am so excited!!! No Phones, No Computers, No Clocks, No Work, No School, NO WORRIES. I promise to take some photos and post them when we get back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2665552627576780377?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2665552627576780377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2665552627576780377' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2665552627576780377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2665552627576780377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/escaping.html' title='Escaping'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/ScqDOiU4IOI/AAAAAAAAAS8/hsMc0VFwwNc/s72-c/100_0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1181256884034594019</id><published>2009-03-23T21:37:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:05:46.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post...My CRAZY Life</title><content type='html'>I have 100 things going on right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too busy...I like being busy, but TOO busy is not much fun. I have many things that occupy my time, work, school, volunteering and household chores. I want my time to be occupied by kisses from my husband, fun with my kids, and time with my friends. I want to live my life serving my LORD. I know this busy time will pass and I am trying very hard to enjoy all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that I have a job as I know many people don't right now. I thank God that I am healthy enough to volunteer for my kids activities. I thank God that I have the opportunity to go to school and that HE has provided that opportunity to me. I am also thankful that I have a house to clean, laundry to wash, dishes to do, and food to cook. I am going to continue to look at the bright side of my WAY TO BUSY LIFE...and thank GOD for giving me the strength to keep up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so lucky to have the cutest boys in the WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchaGZO7QeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/y0giI9_GJLQ/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316598426010075618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchaGZO7QeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/y0giI9_GJLQ/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Working 40 plus hours a week and studying for my contractor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;license&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY1z_lUHI/AAAAAAAAASs/U_h2W91kwvk/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316597041624076402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY1z_lUHI/AAAAAAAAASs/U_h2W91kwvk/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Full time student.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY1foxgRI/AAAAAAAAASk/5v_m8-MObYs/s1600-h/Grand-Canyon-University-0A3FC2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316597036159697170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY1foxgRI/AAAAAAAAASk/5v_m8-MObYs/s320/Grand-Canyon-University-0A3FC2B4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little League Secretary and 4H Leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY1HuYrSI/AAAAAAAAASc/p8X--1GCjzs/s1600-h/baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316597029740784930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY1HuYrSI/AAAAAAAAASc/p8X--1GCjzs/s320/baseball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proud Basketball Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY1ABzgrI/AAAAAAAAASU/zZuBxgRH55I/s1600-h/basketball4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316597027674751666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY1ABzgrI/AAAAAAAAASU/zZuBxgRH55I/s320/basketball4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find time for ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY0_KhmjI/AAAAAAAAASM/R_ftpREp9IE/s1600-h/gone_running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316597027442891314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchY0_KhmjI/AAAAAAAAASM/R_ftpREp9IE/s320/gone_running.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1181256884034594019?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1181256884034594019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1181256884034594019' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1181256884034594019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1181256884034594019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/100th-postmy-crazy-life.html' title='100th Post...My CRAZY Life'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SchaGZO7QeI/AAAAAAAAAS0/y0giI9_GJLQ/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1361217659096878525</id><published>2009-03-06T07:58:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:58:24.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on a roll</title><content type='html'>Ran again last night, 2.5 miles, which is my longest run to date. It is amazing how a bad day at work can improve my run. I woke up this morning feeling great. Today is going to be a rest day, and tonight you can find me at the basketball game cheering for my boys. It is our last weekend of basketball and I am so proud of my boys. They are great sportsmen and nothing makes me happier than a good attitude. So... ya... basically you can say I am one &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1361217659096878525?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1361217659096878525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1361217659096878525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1361217659096878525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1361217659096878525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-on-roll.html' title='I&apos;m on a roll'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5835024715070332594</id><published>2009-03-04T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:22:24.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at the track</title><content type='html'>Ok I went for my first run tonight since ummmm I don't know...let's see....ummm...yep...Feb 9th.  It felt great to get out and run and I am glad to hit the road again.  I am not going to let life get in the way of my running again.  Because when I do I get really cranky.  Yes....everyone who knows me personally can thank me for this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5835024715070332594?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5835024715070332594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5835024715070332594' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5835024715070332594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5835024715070332594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-at-track.html' title='Back at the track'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8053759340921525767</id><published>2009-02-26T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:04:16.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness Is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SacRyuU21DI/AAAAAAAAARo/Uq1zGGhQXYM/s1600-h/Freeman+at+Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307230249006060594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SacRyuU21DI/AAAAAAAAARo/Uq1zGGhQXYM/s320/Freeman+at+Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8053759340921525767?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8053759340921525767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8053759340921525767' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8053759340921525767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8053759340921525767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happiness-is.html' title='Happiness Is....'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SacRyuU21DI/AAAAAAAAARo/Uq1zGGhQXYM/s72-c/Freeman+at+Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-3215935449305013663</id><published>2009-02-20T09:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:32:11.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Friends and Family a Random Post</title><content type='html'>My darling hubby's birthday has come and gone.  As we get older I have to look at Mr. Whiplash and think about what a wonderful man he is.  He is learning how to be the spiritual leader in our family and I love him for all the work he puts into it.  What a lucky girl I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a couple of busy weeks and have not been running as much as I would like to.  It seems that my work takes up most of my time, then my family, then school and sometimes I just run out of steam.  I am recommitting to running and will be back at the track tonight.  I have been studying nutrition and food and have found that it is a new love of mine.  I know that this is the year that I am going to make some huge changes is my health and the health of my family and I am so thankful for that.  I have to tell you that my blog has become on of my favorite thing and I wish I would have started it years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a busy weekend planned with basketball and a local country dance.  I am looking forward to it.  I will post some pictures later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone out in blog land is doing good, and I will be back to reading and commenting on your blogs so look out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-3215935449305013663?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3215935449305013663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=3215935449305013663' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3215935449305013663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3215935449305013663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-friends-and-family-random-post.html' title='Hello Friends and Family a Random Post'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5089076776825518889</id><published>2009-02-16T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:53:11.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt</title><content type='html'>One of the best trips we have had, was the cruise to Alaska.  How proud to be  invited by your son to tag along.  We left Tucson, via airplane, landed in (we  don't remember), then onto Anchorage.  We were met by Karen Brown, a Cliff  native, then by bus on our way to Whittier.  Half way there the bus loaded on a  train, thru several long completely dark tunnels, which thanks to the quick  thinking of Clint, the bottle was passed around.  We didn't see much of Whiplash  or Clint, as when we were getting off the ship, to sight see, they were getting  back on the ship, to seek other entertainment. On one of our excursions, we  found an avenue called Freeman Avenue.  We have many photos &amp;amp; also a video  of the trip to look back on.  Thanks Whiplash for a great time.  Love Walt &amp;amp;  Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5089076776825518889?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5089076776825518889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5089076776825518889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5089076776825518889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5089076776825518889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplash-love-walt_517.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1277362904598541679</id><published>2009-02-16T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:50:22.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt</title><content type='html'>One year on a deer hunt, we camped w/my parents at Sheep Corral Canyon.  We  didn't do any good there so we moved to Wild Horse Mesa.  Whiplash &amp;amp; I  walked across Trout Creek, to Maverick Mesa, &amp;amp; back to Wild Horse Mesa,  where Pam picked us up.  It took most of the day &amp;amp; it snowed on us all day.   Never saw a deer.  We camped in a shell camper &amp;amp; every morning there was a  thick layer of frost inside the camper.  Remember Whiplash?  Love, Walt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1277362904598541679?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1277362904598541679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1277362904598541679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1277362904598541679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1277362904598541679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplash-love-walt_8661.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-6135010062100286806</id><published>2009-02-16T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:39:58.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt</title><content type='html'>On another outing, we were quail hunting South of White Signal with Whiplash,  Ross Long, myself &amp;amp; Pam.  A covey of quail got up on what was probably  private land.  I didn't want to miss the opportunity for the boys to get in some  shooting, so I told them to go ahead &amp;amp; go after them.  Of course the  property owner Mr. McCauley showed up.  The boys in the pretense of being  innocent stashed their guns under the nearest bush. Leaving me to explain what  we were doing.   Mr. McCauley told us the last people he caught trespassing, he  hog tied w/a rope &amp;amp; waited for the sheriff.  I told him I had a rope in the  truck, if he didn't have one.  All ended well &amp;amp; we went on to Separ.  Love,  Walt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-6135010062100286806?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6135010062100286806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=6135010062100286806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6135010062100286806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6135010062100286806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplash-love-walt_6661.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-4355824536911330474</id><published>2009-02-16T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:37:56.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt</title><content type='html'>One September elk hunt, Whiplash &amp;amp; I left Negrito Lookout, headed for Snow  Lake.  About half way there we were sitting on a log, eating a burrito &amp;amp; a  small black bear came near us &amp;amp; walked up &amp;amp; down a pine log.  We went on  down a little further &amp;amp; decided to call up a coyote.  Whiplash was calling,  &amp;amp; two coyotes came in.  The first one came between us, the second one  stopped &amp;amp; I shot it w/a bow.  I can't remember if Pam picked us up or if we  went on into  Bub &amp;amp; Carolyn's camp.  That was a good day, I'll never  forget.  Love, Walt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-4355824536911330474?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4355824536911330474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=4355824536911330474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4355824536911330474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4355824536911330474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplash-love-walt_321.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8235336466722576367</id><published>2009-02-16T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:31:33.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt</title><content type='html'>As usual we left late in the afternoon, after work.  Our destination was Freeman  Mt. in unit 15.  We got to the camp site &lt;u&gt;way&lt;/u&gt; after dark, set up our 30 yr  old canvas tent.  It was cold &amp;amp; wet so we decided to build a fire.   Conveniently there was a 20 foot long dead &amp;amp; down pine full of pitch to  start the fire with.  Unfortunately we caught the whole pine on fire almost  starting the whole forest on fire.  Luckily we had a chain saw, &amp;amp; cut the  log up before things completely got out of control.  Later that night until dawn  a bull elk serenaded us until dawn.  We never heard him after the sun came up.   Love, Walt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8235336466722576367?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8235336466722576367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8235336466722576367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8235336466722576367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8235336466722576367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplash-love-walt_16.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5581711565062288624</id><published>2009-02-16T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:30:17.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt</title><content type='html'>Whiplash was about 16, 17, Scott younger.  when we went on a deer hunt near  Bullard Springs.  We got to the old homestead about daylight.  When we got there  one tie rod was lose.  One tire went one way &amp;amp; one tire went the other.   Geeg stayed w/me to fix the truck, we heard several shots fired, but no one came  back w/a deer.  Love, Walt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5581711565062288624?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5581711565062288624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5581711565062288624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5581711565062288624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5581711565062288624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplash-love-walt.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Walt'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-3876723810979186253</id><published>2009-02-16T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:29:07.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Whiplash &amp;amp; Kita's wedding was the grandest ever.  Everything was  perfect.  From a few scorched beans to the finale of us getting Whiplash in the  face w/cake after he started it!  And who would have known that the mother's of  these two, did such a good job of raising them, that they would present us  w/mother's day presents the next day.  What a day.  Love, PF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-3876723810979186253?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3876723810979186253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=3876723810979186253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3876723810979186253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3876723810979186253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplash-love-mom_9323.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Mom'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7729094359663455701</id><published>2009-02-16T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:28:14.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After Whiplash graduated, he moved to Cliff, w/his grandparents.  I  remember crying as tho he were moving a thousand miles away.  I thot the world  had ended.  Little did I know what was to come, which was eventually a move to  Kansas!  I was trying not to cry as they moved towards the car, but the tears  were gushing, Whiplash is saying, "It will be all right mom.", &amp;amp; it was.  Love, PF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7729094359663455701?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7729094359663455701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7729094359663455701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7729094359663455701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7729094359663455701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplash-love-mom_16.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Mom'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7308544771835849930</id><published>2009-02-16T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:26:41.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Mom</title><content type='html'>I remember Whiplash's high school graduation.  After the ceremony, they were  walking out of the gym &amp;amp; Whiplash jumped up on a friends back, piggy back,  of course the friend was a girl!  To which the crowd roared.  Love, PF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7308544771835849930?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7308544771835849930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7308544771835849930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7308544771835849930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7308544771835849930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplash-love-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...... Love Mom'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7816454369896557267</id><published>2009-02-15T15:56:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:28:42.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love spolied me on Valentines day.</title><content type='html'>Friday was date night at our church. We watched Fireproof. Every married couple should be required to watch it. It is a movie produced by a church and has a wonderful message about marriage and putting each other first. They gave us a book and we are on a mission of daring to love each other for 40 days while reading the book called THE LOVE DARE. It is going to be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/"&gt;http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelovedarebook.com/"&gt;http://thelovedarebook.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gifted 2 wonderful gifts from my honey for V Day. The first one will help me in my quest to healthy living. A beautiful set of pots in pans, in my favorite color, designed by Paula Dean. You are going to start seeing some cooking posts from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZier4X4vZI/AAAAAAAAARY/ioJ7FAoRGTc/s1600-h/Paula+Dean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303163037932895634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZier4X4vZI/AAAAAAAAARY/ioJ7FAoRGTc/s320/Paula+Dean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other one was a dozen roses just because he loves me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303163040030757794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZiesAMDk6I/AAAAAAAAARg/yHk0G-Os6xM/s320/red-roses-photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7816454369896557267?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7816454369896557267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7816454369896557267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7816454369896557267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7816454369896557267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-love-spolied-me-on-valentines-day.html' title='My Love spolied me on Valentines day.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZier4X4vZI/AAAAAAAAARY/ioJ7FAoRGTc/s72-c/Paula+Dean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1010953718179701721</id><published>2009-02-15T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:44:23.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM</title><content type='html'>I have a picture of Chad in a blue coat &amp;amp; matching cap that was his dad's when he was little.  Somewhere there are little flannel gowns, kinda like dresses that were Raymond's, I wanted to put one of them on Chad, but I knew better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1010953718179701721?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1010953718179701721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1010953718179701721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1010953718179701721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1010953718179701721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplashlove-mom_3834.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7871014417941140605</id><published>2009-02-15T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:43:05.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM</title><content type='html'>My mother, Granny, worked w/a gentleman that was an amateur photographer.  He asked if he could photograph Chad, to which we said of course.  When I look back I can not believe the photos that were taken of this child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7871014417941140605?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7871014417941140605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7871014417941140605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7871014417941140605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7871014417941140605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplashlove-mom_7466.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1588444424150070556</id><published>2009-02-15T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:42:02.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM</title><content type='html'>One of the most memorable moments I remember was, we were going to Cliff for the 4th of July.  Chad was still in diapers &amp;amp; Buster Samuel wanted to bring him to Silver City to a 4th of July rodeo. Then we would pick him up. I remember telling Buster, he was still in diapers.  Well, that was o.k. w/him.  When we got to the rodeo, it had started to cloud up &amp;amp; sprinkle.  When we found Buster &amp;amp; Chad, he had him wrapped up in a blanket, both were as happy as a lark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1588444424150070556?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1588444424150070556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1588444424150070556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1588444424150070556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1588444424150070556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplashlove-mom_3783.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2887389135491769468</id><published>2009-02-15T15:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:40:52.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM</title><content type='html'>One day Chad was fussy, fussy.  Then he started crying, I was in a chair, rocking back &amp;amp; forth trying to get him to stop.  When matters got worse, I called Lucy, Velva &amp;amp; Lenora.  I can still see them sitting there all in a row, on the sofa.  After inspecting Chad to make sure he wasn't dying, according to my estimate.  The conclusion was there was not a thing wrong with him, but we did need to buy a rocking chair, which of course we did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2887389135491769468?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2887389135491769468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2887389135491769468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2887389135491769468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2887389135491769468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplashlove-mom_15.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-402373397679259294</id><published>2009-02-15T15:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:39:16.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM</title><content type='html'>I remember when we went shopping in Deming, people would come up to me and tell me what a beautiful baby I had.  This is a true story. And he still is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-402373397679259294?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/402373397679259294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=402373397679259294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/402373397679259294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/402373397679259294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplashlove-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash...Love MOM'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-629561764312622011</id><published>2009-02-13T10:59:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:58:41.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foto Friday..........Dog Poo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;In honor of &lt;a href="http://nikemomof2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nikemom &lt;/a&gt;I give you Foto Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW5TMTCiuI/AAAAAAAAARI/DdjZu9Rg8P0/s1600-h/Christmas-101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302347875668364002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW5TMTCiuI/AAAAAAAAARI/DdjZu9Rg8P0/s320/Christmas-101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW5TGGY_-I/AAAAAAAAARA/WM62sxVbH_U/s1600-h/Christmas-102.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW442YxZTI/AAAAAAAAAQw/r984wOJF5yM/s1600-h/Christmas-103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302347423110227250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW442YxZTI/AAAAAAAAAQw/r984wOJF5yM/s320/Christmas-103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW44sFhjqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BDOUhm1XAs4/s1600-h/Christmas-104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302347420345142946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW44sFhjqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/BDOUhm1XAs4/s320/Christmas-104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW43M6qUoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/sENPxt-j0DA/s1600-h/Christmas-105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302347394798211714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW43M6qUoI/AAAAAAAAAQg/sENPxt-j0DA/s320/Christmas-105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW42smtjNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/oJltwaEklpQ/s1600-h/Christmas-107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302347386124602578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW42smtjNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/oJltwaEklpQ/s320/Christmas-107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my family playing with dog poo. (Don't worry it is fake.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-629561764312622011?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/629561764312622011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=629561764312622011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/629561764312622011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/629561764312622011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/foto-fridaydog-poo.html' title='Foto Friday..........Dog Poo!!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZW5TMTCiuI/AAAAAAAAARI/DdjZu9Rg8P0/s72-c/Christmas-101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2334708359857455023</id><published>2009-02-12T08:05:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:18:08.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZQ8cEg_XKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Qy002_iPYE0/s1600-h/IMG_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZQ8cEg_XKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Qy002_iPYE0/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301929114268032162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. M&amp;amp;M won a blue ribbon and a science fair medal in our schools science fair.  As you can tell by the photo he was pretty excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2334708359857455023?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2334708359857455023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2334708359857455023' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2334708359857455023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2334708359857455023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/child-genius.html' title='Child Genius'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZQ8cEg_XKI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Qy002_iPYE0/s72-c/IMG_0839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5960828568487891671</id><published>2009-02-10T15:36:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:04:43.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Office</title><content type='html'>So I have been stuck in a tiny room for my office for 4 years. I shared this office with 2 other people. IT WAS CRAZY!!! This is what happens to a growing company. So here are the old office pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZICxBQ_MxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WxOMHwckArA/s1600-h/Office+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZICxBQ_MxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WxOMHwckArA/s320/Office+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301302752545026834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZICxqOaxpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tZQX7mz8uMg/s1600-h/Office+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZICxqOaxpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tZQX7mz8uMg/s320/Office+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301302763540104850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the new office...We are still getting things unpacked and decorated, but it is a huge improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZIFFoaMHrI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AG-lnF7FYHk/s1600-h/Office+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZIFFoaMHrI/AAAAAAAAAPg/AG-lnF7FYHk/s320/Office+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301305305673244338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Break Room&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZIFFzxK2qI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2L5Ooz1tb5M/s1600-h/Office+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZIFFzxK2qI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2L5Ooz1tb5M/s320/Office+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301305308722420386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZIFGKMPOUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/45xYnav2KWo/s1600-h/Office+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZIFGKMPOUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/45xYnav2KWo/s320/Office+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301305314741532994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Office...all to myself.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZIFGFflxRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/F5DWRX3kc54/s1600-h/Office+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZIFGFflxRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/F5DWRX3kc54/s320/Office+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301305313480525074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5960828568487891671?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5960828568487891671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5960828568487891671' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5960828568487891671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5960828568487891671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-office.html' title='New Office'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SZICxBQ_MxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/WxOMHwckArA/s72-c/Office+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8369329912541388572</id><published>2009-02-09T11:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:24:08.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in the rain</title><content type='html'>I ran 2 miles yesterday in the rain.  I was planning on using the rain as an excuse not to run but Whiplash informed me that I would not melt.  HMMMM I think he was saying that I am not made out of sugar or maybe he was saying that I am not the wicked witch....not sure...should I be mad?  Just kidding.  Anyway, I did it and it was OK.  I rather enjoy the rain, but not the freezing rain and the hurting lungs that come from freezing rain.  This running thing is starting to get into my blood and I am totally loving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...I have a date with my husband for steaks and a movie on Friday.  I AM SO EXCITED.  We are going to the church and will be watching &lt;a href="http://www.fireproofthemovie.com/"&gt;Fireproof&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO....we moved into our new office on Friday and it is so wonderful.  I will post pictures when I get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8369329912541388572?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8369329912541388572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8369329912541388572' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8369329912541388572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8369329912541388572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/running-in-rain.html' title='Running in the rain'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-4118042190207012365</id><published>2009-02-08T10:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:07:34.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash.....Robin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SY8e0CNZHwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/eFARnMGycuc/s1600-h/100_4252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300489165733437186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SY8e0CNZHwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/eFARnMGycuc/s320/100_4252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SY8ez5VML0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dhy86v1GHro/s1600-h/100_4197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300489163350224706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SY8ez5VML0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/dhy86v1GHro/s320/100_4197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SY8ezs7koqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dj0sU0hWC_k/s1600-h/100_4175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300489160021549730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SY8ezs7koqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/dj0sU0hWC_k/s320/100_4175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SY8ezNu0JJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Re7eMLcWAEU/s1600-h/100_4096+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300489151646540946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SY8ezNu0JJI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Re7eMLcWAEU/s320/100_4096+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whiplash! Where to start...&lt;br /&gt;To begin I must share about my special niece. She and I have had a very close relationship always. I adore her and have always wanted the best for her (and still do). She came to New Mexico after graduation from high school in Arizona. Prior to her coming I had the privilege of spending time on the ranch roundups with some great young cowboys. Whiplash was my pick for this niece. He was fun, respectful, hard working, eager to help, appreciative and "special" too. My niece and I shared alot of dreams for the future and I knew the life she desired. She and Whiplash seemed to be a good match from the beginning. I was thrilled to have him marry my niece. They had a wonderful wedding and began their life together. Sooner than expected, they found a child was on the way. Whiplash was in awe of fatherhood and this new little boy. He was very strick with this boy and the next. I thought sometimes too much so....but I was wrong. Both boys are well behaved, thoughtful, kind and special, just like their parents. As the years have gone by, mistakes have been made, like we all make, but Whiplash has learned from his and changed things that weren't working for him. I, personally have great respect for him. Happy Birthday Whiplash! Jim and I are proud of you and love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;Love, Aunt Robin&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/2402062309490769793-4118042190207012365?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/4118042190207012365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=4118042190207012365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4118042190207012365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/4118042190207012365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplashrobin.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash.....Robin'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SY8e0CNZHwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/eFARnMGycuc/s72-c/100_4252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7831508942840359136</id><published>2009-02-04T18:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:45:10.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets talk about...ME ME ME ME ME ME</title><content type='html'>I interupt the birthday party to bring you this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;2 MILES NO WALKING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7831508942840359136?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7831508942840359136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7831508942840359136' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7831508942840359136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7831508942840359136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/lets-talk-aboutme-me-me-me-me-me.html' title='Lets talk about...ME ME ME ME ME ME'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5591070576209698600</id><published>2009-02-04T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:54:00.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash......Mom</title><content type='html'>When I became pregnant w/whiplash I weighed 102 lbs.  When I gave birth I  weighed 153 lbs!  Whiplash weighed 7lbs, 12 oz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5591070576209698600?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5591070576209698600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5591070576209698600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5591070576209698600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5591070576209698600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplashmom.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash......Mom'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8503772900265035357</id><published>2009-02-03T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:44:32.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash......Mandy</title><content type='html'>I remember falling in love with whiplash shortly after his then girlfriend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;  did!  Here's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;When my best friend asked me what I thought about  moving from Arizona and attending college in Silver City, NM., I was so  excited!  To get an apartment with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;, schedule our classes together,  and  enjoy college life together, I couldn't be more thrilled.  The ideas of what we  were going to embark on together swirled around in my head!  There was nothing  else I could think about.  Those thoughts came to an abrupt halt when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;  called me the exact day I received my acceptance letter to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WNMU&lt;/span&gt;.  She asked me  to sit down because she had some "great" news.  She announced that she  and Whiplash were getting married!  I was crushed.  I knew Whiplash only a  little and he was stealing my best friend away.  Over the next few months my  sadness quickly was replaced by joy.  I was involved in helping plan the wedding  and more importantly, standing up for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt; and Whiplash as a Maid of Honor and  witness to them exchanging vows!&lt;br /&gt;I moved to NM anyway, attended and graduated  from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;WNMU&lt;/span&gt; and spent as much time as possible with my not just my best friend,  but my favorite couple!  Whiplash was always encouraging visits out to the  ranch.  I'd go and spend a weekend when I couldn't take dorm life anymore!   Whiplash was a great "vacation" for me!  I learned more grammar from him than I  did in English class!  He taught me words like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yunt&lt;/span&gt; to?" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sinst&lt;/span&gt;".  Whiplash  never allowed me to pay for dinner if we went out.  He loved me because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;  loved me.  The best memories are of Whiplash giving me advice and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;counseling&lt;/span&gt;  about "boys"!  I'll never forget those weekends and the time when it was just  the three of us out on the ranch!  Thank you, Whiplash!  Thank you for loving  your wife the way that was so evident even when you were just dating!  Have a  terrific year!  I miss you guys so much!&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mandy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-8503772900265035357?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8503772900265035357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8503772900265035357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8503772900265035357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8503772900265035357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplashmandy.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash......Mandy'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2665280660641172544</id><published>2009-02-03T05:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T05:22:36.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Whiplash.....Carrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYg28MqjScI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJwKxlRDq-U/s1600-h/Whiplash+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298545369421138370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYg28MqjScI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJwKxlRDq-U/s320/Whiplash+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYg27x-DjNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Pc1akXsvXOo/s1600-h/Whiplash+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298545362255187154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYg27x-DjNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Pc1akXsvXOo/s320/Whiplash+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYg27wigTUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IWtmMmFXoAc/s1600-h/Whiplash+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298545361871195458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYg27wigTUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IWtmMmFXoAc/s320/Whiplash+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whiplash is great friend, husband, father, he is witty, hard working, dependable, funny, intelligent, high energy, and shameless! Sorry Whiplash you know it is true.&lt;br /&gt;You never know what he is gonna do next, which makes you love to be around him even more. From answering the door in a slicker with tarps on the floors because you are 9 months pregnant and going to pop any day, to picking up a paint roller and finishing the painting with you until three in the morning, still smiling, then helping you move not once but multiple times. (After all he and Kita are semi pro.) He is the guy that can lighten the mood on any occasion. He will make you laugh when all you want to do is cry, he also is there when you just need a good friend to get you through the tough times. He chases slithering creatures with you in and out of the house, he throws five pounds of confetti in the AC at the birthday parties, attacks you with silly string, plays cards or assist you while scrapbooking until wee hours of the morn making sure you understand how to hold the tape runner. He is defiantly the guy to call when the plumbing backs up, and if you ever need a dance partner well he is your man! He shows up at the birth of your babies and funerals that are way too hard. He is an awesome man, that I call friend and am so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;He and his family are the best friends that you could ever ask for, through thick and thin ALWAYS there. And we have had our moments believe me, but I wouldn't trade a second that I have spent getting to know this man and his family. I am rich to have his friendship and his laughter in my life, thanks Whiplash you are greatly loved and appreciated! And Whiplash thanks for giving me my best friend!&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/2402062309490769793-2665280660641172544?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2665280660641172544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2665280660641172544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2665280660641172544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2665280660641172544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-whiplashcarrie.html' title='Happy Birthday Whiplash.....Carrie'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYg28MqjScI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJwKxlRDq-U/s72-c/Whiplash+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-5454453302802499652</id><published>2009-02-02T14:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:16:20.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Month Whiplash</title><content type='html'>It is the month of my darling hubby's birthday.  So we are going to be celebrating with stories from our friends and family.  I will be posting stories as I get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO to start things off, I give you his mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I became pregnant w/Whiplash, we lived in Hachita.  There wasn't  anywhere to buy maternity clothes in Deming or Silver City.  So, I bought  patterns &amp;amp; material and Mrs. Elkins made my clothes.  I also wore earth  shoes.  That was the thing then, and I also had to go by the rules and wear  supportive shoes! More to come.  Love Geeg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-5454453302802499652?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/5454453302802499652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=5454453302802499652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5454453302802499652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/5454453302802499652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-month-whiplash.html' title='Happy Birthday Month Whiplash'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-3456897728014477001</id><published>2009-02-01T12:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:16:02.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday MOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYX0O3aa3QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/z7YTNOgmkRU/s1600-h/Christmas+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297909072901364994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYX0O3aa3QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/z7YTNOgmkRU/s320/Christmas+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-3456897728014477001?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3456897728014477001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=3456897728014477001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3456897728014477001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3456897728014477001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday MOM'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYX0O3aa3QI/AAAAAAAAAN4/z7YTNOgmkRU/s72-c/Christmas+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2885605043285115260</id><published>2009-01-29T11:59:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:41:05.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Messaging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYIB-bImgsI/AAAAAAAAANw/B1VDAeicQ_0/s1600-h/bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYIB-bImgsI/AAAAAAAAANw/B1VDAeicQ_0/s320/bottle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296798283688477378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my really good friend Carrie and I instant message each other basically all day long.  We talk about diet, kids, work, laundry, husband, etc.  Basically we keep each other on track.  Sometimes she is the motivator, sometimes I am.  Lately most of our conversations have been about water and hydration.  She is awesome, she can consume so much water and she puts me to shame daily.  This is basically how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I don't want to drink any water it is too cold.&lt;br /&gt;Her: Go get some...NOW...we are going to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Me: OK but you are a slave driver.  UGH..Does herbal tea count?&lt;br /&gt;Her: NO, stop whining and drink your water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;About an hour passes and I message her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  OK Carrie,  I have got 5 ounces down.&lt;br /&gt;Her: Pick it up girl I am at 20.&lt;br /&gt;Me: YOU SUCK...but I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kid you not, another 20 minutes go by and I have gone to the bathroom 10 times and have guzzled as much water as I can.  So, I message her back.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; 20 down&lt;br /&gt;Her: almost 48 oz SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for good friends.  She pushes me to 100 plus ounces everyday. She also pushes me to 100 trips to the bathroom, and maybe one day getting fired. That's what friends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GULP GULP...I really suck at this water consumption thing.  BUT, I am taking her down (just kidding she will still kick my butt)...I bought a new water bottle (pictured above). It is a &lt;a href="http://www.camelbak.com/index.cfm"&gt;Camelbak&lt;/a&gt; and the UPS man should be delivering it any minute.  I am going to become a water chugging machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would write more but I need to go to the bathroom.  TTYL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. If you would like to win your own water bottle head on over to  &lt;a href="http://nhershoes.blogspot.com/2009/01/camelbak-giveaway.html"&gt;N Her Shoes&lt;/a&gt; and sign up for her contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2885605043285115260?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2885605043285115260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2885605043285115260' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2885605043285115260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2885605043285115260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/water-messaging.html' title='Water Messaging'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYIB-bImgsI/AAAAAAAAANw/B1VDAeicQ_0/s72-c/bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-2297816281727466772</id><published>2009-01-28T16:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:16:20.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone call</title><content type='html'>M&amp;amp;M called me at work this afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ring ring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kita&lt;/span&gt;: Hello&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;amp;M: Hi Mom&lt;br /&gt;K: Hey Buddy...What are you up to?&lt;br /&gt;M: Just A Peeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sounds of  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pshhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blub&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pshhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: OH...well thanks for calling and letting me know.&lt;br /&gt;M: Your welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FLUSH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M:  I'm done...got to go.&lt;br /&gt;K: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; buddy, talk to you later, bye.&lt;br /&gt;M: BYE...............MOM&lt;br /&gt;K: YA?&lt;br /&gt;M: I love you!!!! BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CLICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND  THE CHILD ONCE AGAIN MELTS MY HEART WITH HIS CUTE LITTLE WAYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-2297816281727466772?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/2297816281727466772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=2297816281727466772' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2297816281727466772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/2297816281727466772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/phone-call.html' title='Phone call'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1474983170219069041</id><published>2009-01-28T07:53:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:09:36.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes your the windshield.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes your the bug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning's run consisted of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 X Shoes coming untied&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 X Tripping over my dogs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 X Broken headphones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 X Froze my butt off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that about raps it up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1474983170219069041?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1474983170219069041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1474983170219069041' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1474983170219069041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1474983170219069041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-your-windshield.html' title='Sometimes your the windshield.'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-527577283496010438</id><published>2009-01-26T06:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T06:55:17.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scaredy Cat!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SX3AfQcowiI/AAAAAAAAANo/NtiSXExlRpk/s1600-h/Scaredy+Cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295600380081127970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SX3AfQcowiI/AAAAAAAAANo/NtiSXExlRpk/s320/Scaredy+Cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had another great weekend with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;familia&lt;/span&gt;. My uncle came over last night and we had a wonderful Bible study. Didn't get my homework done because we had to do a survey and then write about the survey, well my textbook is missing the survey. The pages are in the book, but no printing on the pages...they are totally blank. I e-mailed my professor, but felt like I was telling him my dog ate my homework. UGH Hopefully I can come up with a solution today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went running this morning and have to tell you that running when it is dark scares the crap out of me. I think I spend more time looking over my shoulder than looking forward. I take my dogs with me and know that they will bark at any boogie men, but I am still scared. This is a new thing for me because usually I am really independent and have never been scared of the dark before. Anyway, I have no intention of giving up running in the early morning because honestly...IT ROCKS...and I LOVE IT...did I just say that...wow...progress. I know that with time I will get used to it, until then I am getting a little extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; by the jumping from shadows and my raised heart rate when I think someone is following me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing, I have decided to start eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt;, I have been doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nutrisystem&lt;/span&gt; and really love it, but am going to change to eating more raw foods. I want to learn how to eat foods the way God created them. Raw-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Unprocessed&lt;/span&gt;-Healthy-Awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; better get ready for work and wake up the boys. I am going to find an extra minute in my day today to catch up on my blog reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-527577283496010438?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/527577283496010438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=527577283496010438' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/527577283496010438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/527577283496010438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/scaredy-cat.html' title='Scaredy Cat!!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SX3AfQcowiI/AAAAAAAAANo/NtiSXExlRpk/s72-c/Scaredy+Cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-8578308923334533918</id><published>2009-01-22T18:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:19:07.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training is boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SXkfzTKk-mI/AAAAAAAAANY/9jvMPrnm67w/s1600-h/IMG_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294297803129158242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SXkfzTKk-mI/AAAAAAAAANY/9jvMPrnm67w/s320/IMG_0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first born, B-Bay, has informed me that training is boring and my blog was much more exciting when I was talking about him. Because I am devoted to this child and think he is the neatest thing since sliced bread I am going to tell you a little bit about him. (He is sitting next to me critiquing my words and giggling as only a little boy who is controlling his mom can do). SO, B-Bay, let's talk about you...I think a bullet list is in order&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;you have stinky feet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your mama dresses you funny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you make funny noises when you laugh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you are getting way to tall &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want you to grow up...because the thought of being without you everyday breaks my heart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am so proud of you and the way you treat your little brother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are one of my best friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love that you still kiss me goodbye when I drop you off at school, please never stop doing this. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't like veggies but you need to learn to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You will always be my little "monkey" even when you are taller than me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think you are your dad's best friend, even when he says that I am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love to watch you ride horses, play basketball and baseball, shoot guns, brand calves, ride your bike, and generally just be a boy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All children and animals are drawn to you because you have a sweet spirit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You changed my world the day you were born.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU!!!! XOXOXOXOXO&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I promise to talk more about you on my blog...because after all your happiness is important to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are a smart boy even if sometimes you think you aren't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please always remember what a neat person you are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't ever lose your sweet spirit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always put God first in your life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn from great men, who you would like to be like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Believe in yourself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know that your Mom will always be here for you, no matter what.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pray that God will give you the wife he has created just for you and always treat her like she is an angel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/2402062309490769793-8578308923334533918?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/8578308923334533918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=8578308923334533918' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8578308923334533918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/8578308923334533918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/training-is-boring.html' title='Training is boring'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SXkfzTKk-mI/AAAAAAAAANY/9jvMPrnm67w/s72-c/IMG_0658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-1513573607212412233</id><published>2009-01-21T07:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:08:08.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My People</title><content type='html'>Whiplash and I have started to joke around about "My People".  Anytime we see someone running, riding a bike, eating healthy, or if they just look a tiny bit natural then Whiplash says "Look honey its some of your people.".  I have to be honest with you, I LOVE IT.  For my darling Whiplash to put me in the class of people who run, bike, and generally take care of themselves is very flattering.  So as I work harder and harder to fit in with "my people" I am going to enjoy every little minute of praise that he gives me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, My People,  let me tell you what I did this morning...  I got up at 5:00am and finished Week 1 of the C25K training.  I am not a morning person and with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coordination&lt;/span&gt; have no business running in the dark, but I did it and it was SWEET.  It is so wonderful to know that I have done something good for myself while most people are still in bed....YES!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my new goals is to become a morning runner because that is what "my people" do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-1513573607212412233?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/1513573607212412233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=1513573607212412233' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1513573607212412233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/1513573607212412233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-people.html' title='My People'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-3576599730193234504</id><published>2009-01-18T20:16:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:38:59.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>I had one of those wonderful weekends. I got to spend tons of time with my hubby and my kiddos and nothing makes me happier. I am truly a blessed girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday started out with sleeping in, a huge fire, coffee, and breakfast cooked by my husband. I wanted to go run early in the day, but didn't get a chance to. We ended up getting on our bikes about noon and riding to the track. My sweet Whiplash played basket ball with our boys while I ran around the track in the NM heat. I promise to never make the mistake of running the middle of the day again. It really was not fun, but I got W1D2 of the C25K finished. We biked home and I planted some winter flowers while Whiplash and the boys tended to our compost worms (science project). We finished up Saturday by going to town for dinner and then bowling with our 4H club. I have to tell you that Whiplash is is a natural at everything he tries, so I was pleased to find out he stinks at bowling. Finally I have found a sport that I can beat him at, and yes I did rub it in every chance I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was equally as wonderful. I started out the day by sleeping in and watching a movie while being served coffee. Whiplash once again made breakfast (yes I am spoiled) but I did manage to make the fire. At about 11:00 we took our lazy butts outdoors for a day of working in the yard, fixing and riding bikes, and playing with the dogs. At about 3:00 Whiplash and I got ambitious and started tilling up our yard. Let me tell you rotor tilling is great exercise, my arms are jello tonight and I know I am going to be sore tomorrow. Anyway, I finished off my day by writing a paper from start to finish and taking a bath. OH ya and eating a burrito that my hubby had made for me...spoiled, spoiled, spoiled and I LOVE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-3576599730193234504?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3576599730193234504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=3576599730193234504' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3576599730193234504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3576599730193234504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-6214666604356309305</id><published>2009-01-16T09:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:11:05.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SXCw3C3sfzI/AAAAAAAAANA/CLDqZcPx2O4/s1600-h/Trackmeet-%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SXCw3C3sfzI/AAAAAAAAANA/CLDqZcPx2O4/s320/Trackmeet-%2812%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291924021870100274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am joining in the fun over at &lt;a href="http://nikemomof2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nikemom&lt;/a&gt; and posting a photo for TGIF FOTO FRIDAY.  This is my son B-Bay, he gets all of his skills from his mom.  Think how fast he would be if he had shorts that fit.  WHAT A CUTIE!!!  I love you B-Bay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-6214666604356309305?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6214666604356309305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=6214666604356309305' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6214666604356309305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6214666604356309305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/photo-friday.html' title='Photo Friday'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SXCw3C3sfzI/AAAAAAAAANA/CLDqZcPx2O4/s72-c/Trackmeet-%2812%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-7354673893005927431</id><published>2009-01-15T20:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:31:48.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C25K, I think I love you!!!</title><content type='html'>W1D1 of my C25K training was bliss, simply bliss.  No pain, no thoughts of suicide, just a wonderful peaceful run at the local high school track.  YES I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;****Thank you C25K for the wonderful time we just enjoyed together, I look forward to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; away with you again.&lt;/em&gt; ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the stats:&lt;br /&gt;Total Time: 29 Minutes&lt;br /&gt;Distance: 1.96 Miles&lt;br /&gt;Average HR: 145&lt;br /&gt;Max HR: 169&lt;br /&gt;Calories: 204&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While running my average pace was around 10:40, add in the walking and my average pace was 14:30.  The walking actually hurt more than the running, my calves do not enjoy walking at a brisk pace.  Anyway, I am a pretty happy camper tonight and can't wait until Saturday so I can go run again.  Whoop Whoop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-7354673893005927431?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/7354673893005927431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=7354673893005927431' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7354673893005927431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/7354673893005927431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/c25k-i-think-i-love-you.html' title='C25K, I think I love you!!!'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-6524019497927352029</id><published>2009-01-14T09:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:31:28.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C25K</title><content type='html'>So I have been having a little bit of hip pain.   Actually, it has been around since I stared running. The new shoes have helped a bunch with it, but it is still there.  I am in this for the long haul so I have decided to take a few steps back and do the C25K program.  I am really excited about this because I think it will be nice to work up to time and mileage instead of just killing myself and seeing how far I can push it.  I ran last night and the night before so I am going to rest today and start tomorrow.  I am also going to do Winsor Pilates on my non running days, and definately will be riding the bike as much as possible.  There is a local race here in May and that is what my goal is going to be.  It is a 5k followed by a blues festival.  I am excited to have a plan and a goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-6524019497927352029?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/6524019497927352029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=6524019497927352029' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6524019497927352029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/6524019497927352029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/c25k.html' title='C25K'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402062309490769793.post-3171648414271326599</id><published>2009-01-12T17:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:34:29.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biked Ran Walked</title><content type='html'>I live about 3/4 of a mile from the track. So I decided to add to my new active lifestyle I will bike to the track and then run/walk and then bike home. I feel like I get more bang for my excercise buck that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still so new to this but can feel myself improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Stats---So says the Garmin gifted to me by my husband.&lt;br /&gt;Biking 1.5 Miles 12 Minutes 60 Cals&lt;br /&gt;Run/Walking 1.75 Miles 22 Minutes 194 Cals&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL 34 Minutes 254 Cals (that helps with the chocolate cake I ate today..oops)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402062309490769793-3171648414271326599?l=lifesablessing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/feeds/3171648414271326599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402062309490769793&amp;postID=3171648414271326599' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3171648414271326599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402062309490769793/posts/default/3171648414271326599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifesablessing.blogspot.com/2009/01/biked-ran-walked.html' title='Biked Ran Walked'/><author><name>Kita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02429111110345380698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o4sfJDww9a8/SYm3uMOK91I/AAAAAAAAAOY/E-YGTiCvR_Q/S220/Office-003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
