<?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-6953033737412561175</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:43:04.226-08:00</updated><category term='chlidren'/><category term='fall'/><category term='magnolia tree'/><title type='text'>I have no idea...but here goes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-3030575299017336033</id><published>2009-05-07T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:50:41.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yo</title><content type='html'>Hello all! Again I missed a week but its been a little busy around here. Patrick had a mole removed from his hand last Tuesday (got the results this Tuesday all clear!!) Walking/riding my bike cleaning house, laundry...makes for a busy woman. I am trying to stay active and not sit around on the computer and waste &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; of time which I can do EASILY! But on the weight front, I lost 3.2 pounds the week before last and last week it was -.6 so 3.8 pounds in two weeks. Total lost...23.8 my next milestone will be 25 pounds which I hope will be this week. I did however go to lunch with Mike yesterday and was naughty...which we all need to do once in a while. Had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AWSOME&lt;/span&gt; salad the dressing was killer and high in points but well worth it...a Thai Peanut dressing and the the dessert which was brownie bites with ice cream. Mike and I split it and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; good. But back on track today. Getting reading to go for my walk outside. I did ride my bike on Monday and went 14 miles. My shoulders are still sore but my butt is just fine (if anyone was wondering.) In the weeks since February 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I have only gained once and it was only .4 so hence the title of this post. THE YO I just hope I can continue the YO and not add the other YO back in. Oh and my WW buddy Kris will be here in 13 days I cannot wait. She has already sent me an itinerary of what we will be doing while she is here. The girl cracks me up. We are going to see the Cubs play a night game. I am looking forward to Wrigley Field the oldest Ball Park still around. (I think) Correct me if I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; Kath...I know you know. Have a great week all...I will try and be better about posting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-3030575299017336033?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3030575299017336033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=3030575299017336033&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/3030575299017336033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/3030575299017336033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo.html' title='The Yo'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-8655380790137886764</id><published>2009-04-21T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:54:14.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skipped a Week...Oooops</title><content type='html'>Hello all.  Yes...I know...I skipped a week.  Sorry, I don't know what I was doing but I know I wasn't on the computer that much last week.  Didn't even get on my Facebook but once or twice last week.  So to let you know how I did last week I gained .4 pounds just .4 so not so bad, with it being Easter and all the the Whoppers and all kinds of chocolate and jelly beans.  I worked out 4 days, just not enough to get the .4 off.  Oh well.  This past week I worked out like crazy 5 days of 75 mins on the treadmill and I for the first time EVER jogged a mile in 15 minuets.  I don't know if I will ever do that again but I can say I have now done it.  Mike and I celebrated out 6th year anniversary on Saturday going to PF Changs and a moive.  I did not count any points Saturday because I just didn't want to know how much I went over.  I did however get up on Sunday and got on the treadmill and worked some of it off.  Yesterday at weigh-in I lost 2.2 pounds for a total of 20 pounds GONE!!!!  Yep 20 pounds out da doe.  (out the door)  Hopefully never to return.  If it does I just won't open the door...I'll show it!  Still have a ways to go...between 50 - 60 pounds left but I know I can do it.  One of the girls at WW yesterday said I was looking thinner. I told her she should see me naked...that didn't go over to well...I think I lost a friend at weight watchers...some people just can't take a joke.  Oh well, what can one do???  I guess not tell someone she barley knows they should see me naked?????  Yeah that would be the ticket.  Oh well.  Time to go and get on the treadmill for my day to begin.  Thanks to all of you out there who read and are in my corner!  Love you all tons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-8655380790137886764?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8655380790137886764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=8655380790137886764&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8655380790137886764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8655380790137886764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/04/skipped-weekoooops.html' title='Skipped a Week...Oooops'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-5821075468167192616</id><published>2009-04-08T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:24:03.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/Sdyl6B8U8lI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YVKZAWpoXGo/s1600-h/DSC01567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322311276017545810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/Sdyl6B8U8lI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YVKZAWpoXGo/s320/DSC01567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, as promised here is what I look like now, to see if there is a change you will have to go to the first picture I posted. I can see one, but then I have to look at me everyday. Mike says he can really see it in my face. Anywho...so there ya go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weigh-in Monday was good...I lost 2.8 pounds for a total of 18.2 gone! I still have a long way to go but it's coming off at a rate I was hoping for. Average of 2 pounds per week. NICE! I even had pizza on Sunday and it was GOOD! If any of you ever come and visit we will have to take you to Pieroni's Pizza...It is soooooooo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids have a short day today and tomorrow and not school on Friday (parent/teacher conf.) Patrick's is at 3pm and Taylor's is at 3:20 YIPPPEEEEEEE! But hey they are both doing great in school...Patrick got his first report card without a usually does not check! Which is HUGE!!!! Taylor is ready for "Jr High", they start in 6th grade here and she is so looking forward to having a locker. Funny what small things make us happy huh. So I guess I need to close so I can get on the horrid treadmill and get my day really started. Thanks for all of your support you all rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-5821075468167192616?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5821075468167192616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=5821075468167192616&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5821075468167192616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5821075468167192616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-as-promised-here-is-what-i-look-like.html' title='Change???'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/Sdyl6B8U8lI/AAAAAAAAAPA/YVKZAWpoXGo/s72-c/DSC01567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-3230082671957745156</id><published>2009-04-01T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:47:43.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week what??</title><content type='html'>First let me say that my weeks were off.  This is week 7 so not only can I not count but I can't loose weight this week either.  Oh well, I did stay the same and did not gain so that is something.  But I would like to take this opportunity  to do a shout out to my best friend who is traveling this weight lose road with me...she lost 3 pounds last week...so a huge Woooooo Hoooooooo to you Kris.  She is now one pound ahead of me. (dang it!)  THIS IS A GAME AND SHE CANNOT WIN!!!!!!  Just kidding...we are both winners and I am not in any way shape or form competitive...stop rolling your eyes Kristien.   You know I love you!    So that is this week.  I am grateful that I didn't gain with two movies,(gotta have the movie popcorn) Blue Man Group  a Bulls Basketball game, and only 2 days of exercise.  So this is good.  Next week will be better...I have already gotten on the treadmill Mon, Tue, and today an hour each day so next week should be a good one.  We shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-3230082671957745156?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3230082671957745156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=3230082671957745156&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/3230082671957745156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/3230082671957745156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/04/week-what.html' title='Week what??'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-2237316711371246656</id><published>2009-03-24T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:39:01.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yo Yo...week 7</title><content type='html'>Well, its week 7 and I lost 2.6 pounds for a total of 15.4. I feel so good about myself and am looking forward to my goal weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story this week. I weigh myself everyday, sometimes more than once...yes I know I shouldn't but I do...kinda like a car wreck...you see the slowed trafic and think hum, must be a car wreck...dang lookie loo's! But then you get closer and you find yourself looking. With the scale...its in my bathroom, first thing I see when Iwalk in and I think no, not gonna do it and I get closer and think no...but then I get on. Anyway everytime I weighed myself this week it alsways seemed to say "Hey ya fat cow!" Never lost a pound. Then Saturday morning...BAM! lost 2.4 pounds it was exciting! So Sunday morning same thing but I gained 3 pounds. GAINED 3 pounds. How can one gain 3 pounds in one day when I have done nothing but try. Anywho...fastforward to Sunday night 9:30 pm. I go to bed and lay there and think "Hey...I promised myslef I would get on the treadmill at least 5 times a week and this week I only got on 4 times" so what did I do??? Got up and went down and got on the treadmill for 40 mins. Slept prettry good that night too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life...gotta love it! So 15.4 pounds gone! Yay for me! We will see what next week brings since the kids are on spring break this week. Heaven help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-2237316711371246656?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2237316711371246656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=2237316711371246656&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/2237316711371246656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/2237316711371246656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo-yoweek-7.html' title='The Yo Yo...week 7'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-5639236157610950950</id><published>2009-03-18T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T07:09:01.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yo Yo</title><content type='html'>This is the Name of my Real Life Reality Show. My life has been one HUGE Yo Yo ride. I'm up then I'm down. I go Up Up Up and then Down Down Down. Lets just hope this time the string will break and I will stay down!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was "Weigh in Day" and I lost ZERO, zip ziltch, NADA! Nada damn thing! Oh well...it's better than gaining HUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me just tell you the AWSOME idea I had the other day. Me, 209 pound me, decided that it would be a great idea for me to get extra exercise so I decided that I would (when the weather gets nicer) Let the kids ride thier bikes to school. This being said, if they ride to school then I have to ride too. There is a busy street they have to cross and I don't want them to do it by themselves. Any who...I thought that I should ride it first to see what it would be like. It's two miles there and two back so a total of 4 miles in the morning and then another 4 miles in the afternoon. YEOWCH! So It was a BE-U-TI-FUL day yesterday, (so nice we grilled out) 72 to be exact, and I thought I would do my trial run. Got on my bike and took off. I need to talk to the ladies in the front office at school anyway so I was killing two birds with one stone! Gotta love the motivation I had yesterday! Ok, so I am riding down the street to the first stop sign and I'm doing ok, but right past the first stop sign, I started feeling it in my thighs and was wondering if this was not such a GREAT idea. But I didn't listen and kept right on treckin. I will not bore you with the whole trip to the school...yes I made it and yes I thought I was never going to be able to walk again when I got there and mind you I had to go back home too. Lets just say I am having second thoguhts on the whole ride your bike to school thing. My butt is so sore and you saw the pictures...I have padding and my seat it a jell seat so it is really comfy, Don't know how I bruised my butt but I did. The kids have spring break next week so we will try it all together to see how we do as a team and how long it takes us. I have not givin up yet but I sure want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-5639236157610950950?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5639236157610950950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=5639236157610950950&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5639236157610950950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5639236157610950950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo-yo.html' title='The Yo Yo'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-483421099168944216</id><published>2009-03-10T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:23:31.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You and Week 4</title><content type='html'>I would just like to say thank you to all who commented. I needed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt;. It means a lot to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was "Way in Monday". I lost 4.4 pounds!!! It was way more than I thought I had lost so with my luck I will gain it back this week. (Just kidding) So my total for 4 weeks is 12.8 pounds GONE!! My jeans are way looser than 4 weeks ago and I can now wear both my wedding ring and the band together again. You know I think that was the last straw that broke my camels back. Me being over weight almost killed the poor thing one but two..Me...jewelery queen not being able to wear my jewels. OMG!!! Kinda sad but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go. Another great week on WW Whoooo Hoooooo! I was going to post another picture of me but there isn't enough change yet, even though I can feel it, you can't really see it yet. One more month and I'm hopin to post a picture. We shall see. So thanks again. And please stay tuned into my real life reality show! (Thanks Melanie) I guess I need to come up with a name for it. See ya next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-483421099168944216?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/483421099168944216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=483421099168944216&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/483421099168944216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/483421099168944216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-and-week-4.html' title='Thank You and Week 4'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-272207142145866364</id><published>2009-03-06T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:09:33.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepare yourselves!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know, I know, it's been a long long time. I have been debating on my next post and I have decided to go with Trying to keep myself accountable. Yep you read that right. I started Weight Watchers on February 9th and I thought that if I posted my journey on my blog that you all could keep me movtivated and accountable. My weight has gotten out of control and I don't want to turn 45 and be over weight. I will not do it anymore, So I am going out on a limb, a very wobbly one and I am going to post my start weight and a picture of me on my start date as well. Kinda scary for me to do but if I don't how will you all know how I am doing and keep me accountable and movtivated. I don't know either! Be for warned that the picture is kinda scary because I am so over weight. But it is coming off. My first week I lost 4.2 pounds. Week two I lost 2 pounds and week three, 2.2 pounds. I am on week 4 and think I'm doing pretty good. I have started my treadmill every day for an hour. If I miss a day I punish myself and have to go and hour and a half the next day. I try not to miss to many days! So wish me luck! Ok...here comes the picture. AAhhhhhhhhh I just have to cry I look so horrible! Mark my words though...By December 18th you are going to see one HOT momma!   Oopps almost forgot...my start weight was 222.  YUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310136860339342722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SbFlVxU8DYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/xghmjDZd5Rc/s320/DSC01536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-272207142145866364?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/272207142145866364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=272207142145866364&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/272207142145866364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/272207142145866364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/prepare-yourselves.html' title='Prepare yourselves!!!!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SbFlVxU8DYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/xghmjDZd5Rc/s72-c/DSC01536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-4609419325853524664</id><published>2009-01-26T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:42:08.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Winner is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SX4sOTnQSfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qKFi_IOVAhE/s1600-h/DSC01498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295718836128991730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SX4sOTnQSfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qKFi_IOVAhE/s320/DSC01498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SX4rmrb3gsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wzjhmC7oa8w/s1600-h/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295718155328914114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SX4rmrb3gsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/wzjhmC7oa8w/s320/DSC01499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patrick, by a land slide in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oswego&lt;/span&gt; Area Pinewood &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Derby&lt;/span&gt; Race for Cub Scouts.   He won first place in the Tigers group AND the All Around. His car even won "Best overall Design" Mike, Eric and Patrick worked very hard on the car and it payed off very well. They were all proud of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; work.  But alas it was only in his Pack.  When we went to the "Cross Town" to see who would go to District he won all of those too, but he did so well they rechecked his car and it was disqualified because Mike had done some work on the inside of the wheels and they said he couldn't do that.  The rules we got were totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; than the Cross Towns and so although he kicked all those kids butts he was out.  He was so sad as was Mike.  They both worked so hard and then this.  But hey...there is always next year! &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/6953033737412561175-4609419325853524664?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4609419325853524664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=4609419325853524664&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/4609419325853524664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/4609419325853524664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-winner-is.html' title='And the Winner is....'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SX4sOTnQSfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qKFi_IOVAhE/s72-c/DSC01498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-8877296367811805773</id><published>2009-01-16T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:23:42.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never!!</title><content type='html'>Ok...I started this post last Thursday while the kids were out of school becasue it was to freakin cold -27 to be exact.  I took some pics to let you see just how cold it was.  This first picture is of Taylor blowing a bubble.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SXCmoIVPt3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/7wirMT5WWlw/s1600-h/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291912770521905010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SXCmoIVPt3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/7wirMT5WWlw/s320/DSC01485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look close you will see the bubble popped but still there because ITS FROZEN!!!!!!!  That's dang cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SXCmesKqdAI/AAAAAAAAANw/1ejPvswR74M/s1600-h/DSC01484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291912608342504450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SXCmesKqdAI/AAAAAAAAANw/1ejPvswR74M/s320/DSC01484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nice little picture is the INSIDE of our windows in the back of the house...yes that is Ice frozen on the INSIDE...not the outside.  Cold??  Uuhmmmmmm Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SXCmV3_ZHsI/AAAAAAAAANo/2pRzGNyBT4A/s1600-h/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291912456897633986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SXCmV3_ZHsI/AAAAAAAAANo/2pRzGNyBT4A/s320/DSC01493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the french doors going out to the back yard.  If you click on the picture you will see the ice up close.  I don't believe I signed up for this kinda weather!  But I got it none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SXCmOr9cdQI/AAAAAAAAANg/IY2zY5FvthE/s1600-h/DSC01489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291912333409154306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SXCmOr9cdQI/AAAAAAAAANg/IY2zY5FvthE/s320/DSC01489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So there you have it.  It gets really cold up here in Chi-town!  That was Thursday.  Friday the kids were off of school agian becasue it was -22 and yes these are the temps without windchill factored in.  If you want to know those...Thursday it waas -57 and Friday -52 Burrrrr!!!  But hey today it's supose to get to 33 so we are in a heat wave and the kids wore shorts to school today!  Ok, I'm kidding.  No coat for me though!!!  It's nice out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-8877296367811805773?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8877296367811805773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=8877296367811805773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8877296367811805773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8877296367811805773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never!!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SXCmoIVPt3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/7wirMT5WWlw/s72-c/DSC01485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-522779905540896658</id><published>2009-01-08T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:03:27.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heeeelllloooooooo! (as said by Jerry Seinfield)  :)</title><content type='html'>Yes...yes I know its been awhile.  I would love to say that I have been sooooooo busy but then that would not be a good enough reason because although December is a busy month with Christmas and birthday and usually going home for the holidays my pictures here start in November...November 10th to be exact.  Patricks birthday.    I really don't know what I have done for the past 2 months but I can tell you blogging is not one of them.  So I have a few pictures here that will show you what I have caught on camera in the last two months.  Mind you it's not alot but none the less they are pictures of the fam and our trip to Tulsa and a few more I threw in.  I hope you enjoy.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOyCQbipI/AAAAAAAAANI/WxIwNDAmVw0/s1600-h/DSC01399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288931065155259026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOyCQbipI/AAAAAAAAANI/WxIwNDAmVw0/s320/DSC01399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Patricks 8th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOlut0wuI/AAAAAAAAANA/RQH0l8PXksg/s1600-h/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288930853751407330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOlut0wuI/AAAAAAAAANA/RQH0l8PXksg/s320/DSC01401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Look at this face.  And those eyes!!!  Look out ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOZU70cpI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QrBEoTLMaUc/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288930640672354962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOZU70cpI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QrBEoTLMaUc/s320/DSC01403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Patrick and Taylor.  Don't let the smiles fool you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                               this is a rare capture of them liking each other!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOQcPJ9hI/AAAAAAAAAMw/HV5Z0C7eZJY/s1600-h/DSC01410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288930488013682194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOQcPJ9hI/AAAAAAAAAMw/HV5Z0C7eZJY/s320/DSC01410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          Our stocking hung by the chimney with care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOFjnaXJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/aMW6VElVnfA/s1600-h/DSC01416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288930301015907474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOFjnaXJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/aMW6VElVnfA/s320/DSC01416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        The kids getting off the bus in 8 degree snowy weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYN_YAAO-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/g8Nb6mVEjdI/s1600-h/DSC01417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288930194818612194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYN_YAAO-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/g8Nb6mVEjdI/s320/DSC01417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            This would be Puff.  Erics Bearded Dragon.  I call him my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                           grandchild since I have to take care of him most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                           He usually sleeps curled up in the corner so when I caught &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                           him like this I had to take a picture of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYN4Rvm9CI/AAAAAAAAAMY/71sKCE3Uhq4/s1600-h/DSC01422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288930072880149538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYN4Rvm9CI/AAAAAAAAAMY/71sKCE3Uhq4/s320/DSC01422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               We pass through St Louis on our way to Tulsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                and this is one of Patricks favorite places.  We&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                have gone to the top of the arch and every time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                               we go through St Louis Patrick has to see the arch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYNtnMlsLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YtSitM0Sd94/s1600-h/DSC01428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288929889660285106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYNtnMlsLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YtSitM0Sd94/s320/DSC01428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Patrick, Taylor and Brandon in the back seat of the van.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          Taylor is pointing to the tooth she lost on our way to Tulsa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          And you see...Patirck making the devil sign behind Taylor??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                         I told you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYNpNX2FCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yiK_Ab0yroM/s1600-h/DSC01430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288929814008697890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYNpNX2FCI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yiK_Ab0yroM/s320/DSC01430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           And here we have little miss Kendra.  And yes Patrick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                            is doing it AGAIN!!!!!  I say little miss but she has turned into&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                            a lovely young lady.  Senior this year.  I can't believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                            that both she and Brandon will graduate this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYNhhb3viI/AAAAAAAAAMA/FwLe73rCZus/s1600-h/DSC01434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288929681955339810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYNhhb3viI/AAAAAAAAAMA/FwLe73rCZus/s320/DSC01434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           Mike and Kendra at the Zoo in the Elephant museume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                           Kendra loves elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYNZ4kKZPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oLyPFN-UvQU/s1600-h/DSC01438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288929550725178610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYNZ4kKZPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/oLyPFN-UvQU/s320/DSC01438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            This is an awsome picture of Kendra in the caves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                               at the zoo.  We laughed so hard I almost wet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                              myself!  Ahhhhh getting older...you gotta love it!                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it.  What I have been doing the past 2 months and not blogging about.  But I have now.  I think my New Years Resolution is to blog more.  Yeah right!!!!  Along with the dieting I am going to be doing.   ROTFLMAO!!!!!!!!  Oh I have to stop because I just can't laugh anymore I might wake up Eric...oh did I mention (I'm sure not because I don't blog like I should) that Eric is now working the night shift.  Mike promoted him to Supervisor of the night shift.  He has done such a great job.  Mike and I are both sooooo proud of him and what he is doing.  He plans on going to school for electrical engineering.  He has come such a long way in the past 3 years.   Ok so now you have it.  Live is good, the kids are good and we have another year under our belts.  I hope everyone has a happy new year!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/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/6953033737412561175-522779905540896658?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/522779905540896658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=522779905540896658&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/522779905540896658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/522779905540896658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/heeeelllloooooooo-as-said-by-jerry.html' title='Heeeelllloooooooo! (as said by Jerry Seinfield)  :)'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SWYOyCQbipI/AAAAAAAAANI/WxIwNDAmVw0/s72-c/DSC01399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-402028804423172134</id><published>2008-12-06T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:40:05.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>OK...it has been brought to our attention that our new next door neighbor  is a convicted child molester.  Yep you read it right.  He was part of a sting operation and was caught and through that sting they found a 13year old girl he had molested.  My dilemma is what to do about my kids.  What do I say to them about this man??  Do I say anything at all??  Do I make my other neighbors with young girls aware of the man??  I just have a lot of questions don't I.  It worries me to have this man living next to us when I have an 11 year old girl who is budding as some might put it.  His wife is nice ( still can't understand why she is still with him), we have met and talked and he has 2 young boys who ride the bus with P and T.  P is good friends with the younger of the two boys.  So Please if you have any thoughts or comments on this all is welcome.  I just have no idea and you never think that your going to have some pervert living next to you .  Thanks peoples!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-402028804423172134?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/402028804423172134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=402028804423172134&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/402028804423172134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/402028804423172134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/12/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-7677194687428509522</id><published>2008-11-24T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:52:15.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SSsFwH2UUTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/agmOiZd5w6c/s1600-h/2003+-+2005+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272314113066029362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SSsFwH2UUTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/agmOiZd5w6c/s320/2003+-+2005+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was here, but now she is gone...Yes my best friend K was here for a whole week and I had to drop her off at the airport this afternoon. No tears this time since we will see each other in a month. I guess we will be going home to Tulsa the day after Christmas, at least that is the plan at this date in time. We will see. We had a great time shopping and decorating the house. We got alot of the pictures hung and it looks like a home now. Satruday we went downtown Chicago for the 17th Anuual Festival of Lights. Nothing really exciting but there was a parade and Mickey Mouse, Minne, Donald, Daisy, Goofy, Chip n Dale, Bolt and the Cheeta Girls were all there. I will post some pics later. Right now I am waiting for the kids to get home so I can go grocery shopping for the week. Yippee! I so love doing that!!! NOT! I will talk more about the Lights Festival with the pics. So much to tell. More later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-7677194687428509522?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7677194687428509522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=7677194687428509522&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7677194687428509522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7677194687428509522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/11/shes-gone.html' title='She&apos;s Gone'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SSsFwH2UUTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/agmOiZd5w6c/s72-c/2003+-+2005+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-5889263533363231180</id><published>2008-11-02T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T11:36:13.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in trouble and does anyone need any Candy??</title><content type='html'>Just look at those eyes!  I am in so much trouble and I only have myself to blame.  I am soooo sorry Mom and Dad.   I'm still not sure where she is getting the good looks from.  I know not her father, but then it sure the heck isn't me!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SQ3-FNBqD1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/3FaxyxirbII/s1600-h/DSC01393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264142904815390546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SQ3-FNBqD1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/3FaxyxirbII/s320/DSC01393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Indiana Jones himself!  He's just to dang cute for words too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SQ39_qNI1fI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qDdUAQrRw0c/s1600-h/DSC01394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264142809568957938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SQ39_qNI1fI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qDdUAQrRw0c/s320/DSC01394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are together.  I wish they got along this good all the time.  But they do not.  Dang it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SQ394yuccnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QfnnqraDadc/s1600-h/DSC01389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264142691597054578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SQ394yuccnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QfnnqraDadc/s320/DSC01389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is just the stash of T's big night out on the town.  Anyone want any candy???  We have tons to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SQ39imzW3TI/AAAAAAAAAKY/t4Khwtl7Nqo/s1600-h/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264142310439312690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SQ39imzW3TI/AAAAAAAAAKY/t4Khwtl7Nqo/s320/DSC01397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking half of it and sending it to the school.  They are taking donations for some charity and my kids, nor do I need this much candy in the house.  M is taking what we have left which by the way is most of the bowl, to work with him.  Just as long as I don't have to look at it and be tempted by it.  Milky Ways are my weekness.  Hope you enjoyed the pics.  My BFF is going to be here in 14 days!  I can't wait!!!  Neither can P and T.  M just wants pictures up on the wall so he is looking forward to her visit also!  Everyone take care and we'll be blogin soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-5889263533363231180?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5889263533363231180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=5889263533363231180&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5889263533363231180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5889263533363231180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-in-trouble-and-does-anyone-need-any.html' title='I&apos;m in trouble and does anyone need any Candy??'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SQ3-FNBqD1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/3FaxyxirbII/s72-c/DSC01393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-1340584114968321270</id><published>2008-10-28T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:44:24.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a morning!</title><content type='html'>Just so every one can have a good laugh at my expense I will share with you what my morning was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing out of the normal, just the same ol same ol.  Got the kids up, fed them, got them on the bus and off to school.  Didnt' miss the bus today like we did yesterday (yay!)  You think that would be a plus and a good start to my day. Uuuh Nuuuh!  I found P's cowboy boots that he plays outside in and climbs the mountain next to the Hacienda (spelling?)  Any who, it is freeeeking cold outside, (we had snow flurries yesterday) but I can't clean them off in the house soooooooo yes, I have to go outside on the back porch and I am pulling huge amounts of mud clods off of these stinking boots and I notice I left the door open and the heater is on so I close the door.  Do you see where I am going with this?????  Not only did the door lock behind me, but I am in cut off sweats, a t-shirt, my hair (and it is short) back in a head band and my slippers.  Oh and my mom's signature kitchen towel over my shoulder.  HOT!  Yep I was lookin HOT!   I went around to the front door praying that it was unlocked.  NOPE!   The house was locked up tight.  So I had to walk across the street to my neighbors house I have only met once, ONCE mind you looking like I was early for "Trick or Treating" SCARY!!!!!!  She was very nice though and let me use the phone to call M so he could drive home and let me in.  Needless to say he was not a happy camper and just laughed when he saw me walk across the street.  I hope my day gets better!!  So you can all stop laughing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-1340584114968321270?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1340584114968321270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=1340584114968321270&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1340584114968321270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1340584114968321270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-morning.html' title='What a morning!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-3729893949069637211</id><published>2008-10-10T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:24:02.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Hello all! I just thought I would send some pics of the kids in Halloween costumes. It is the season you know. The kids have been hounding me about costumes this year and so I guess we are off this weekend in search of Indiana Jones and a Witch costume. Fun will be had by all I am sure of it! They are both looking forward to it and won't stop talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well here. The kids have a three day weekend with Columbus day on Monday. Blinds will be put up on Monday as well. We have been waiting for three weeks for these things. I really hate not having blinds and every one and their dog can see in my house. But Monday is the day! Whoo Hooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy the pictures of our little/big gobblins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is P and T last year on Halloween. If you look really close (click on the pic) The thing in P's hands is a plastic hatchet. He didn't have a storm trooper gun and he needed SOMETHING!! Well at least that is what HE thought!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9gMJy5a3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fjPlXn_3GIw/s1600-h/10-31-07+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255525052068752242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9gMJy5a3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fjPlXn_3GIw/s320/10-31-07+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here we have my lovely 10 year old (who thinks she is 17) showing off her press on nails I let her get for her outfit. (they only lasted about 15 mins before starting to come off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9gEb_U7OI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Xg36IxBrK18/s1600-h/10-31-07+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255524919513771234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9gEb_U7OI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Xg36IxBrK18/s320/10-31-07+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next we have B and K (K being the witch) This was the one and only time we had them for Halloween. This was the first year M and I were married 03'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9f3RUI9QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tA9FwOLBXAY/s1600-h/2003+-+2005+293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255524693309977858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9f3RUI9QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tA9FwOLBXAY/s320/2003+-+2005+293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh how sweet this one looks in 03'. Her first Halloween in Indiana. My little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9fu5XloSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1mbMHp6z0Qk/s1600-h/2003+-+2005+302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255524549443035426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9fu5XloSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1mbMHp6z0Qk/s320/2003+-+2005+302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would have to say this was to freekin cute for words. Just turn 3 and to this day still remembers that T broke the sword he is holding and M had to fix it with Epoxy or how ever you spell that word. Click on the pic and you can see where it is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9fD_dpB8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Hne9ufVhjvM/s1600-h/2003+-+2005+299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255523812344661954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9fD_dpB8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Hne9ufVhjvM/s320/2003+-+2005+299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sad to say are the only pictures I have of my kids on Halloween. All was lost when the computer took a dive. So if any of you have pics I MIGHT have sent (not to good at doing the sending pics thing) Could you please send them to me??? May you all have a wonderful weekend! Love and miss you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-3729893949069637211?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3729893949069637211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=3729893949069637211&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/3729893949069637211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/3729893949069637211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SO9gMJy5a3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fjPlXn_3GIw/s72-c/10-31-07+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-7032670797027838316</id><published>2008-10-06T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:58:58.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Monkey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, we have this dirt pile next to our house which P LOVES to climb. He is my little monkey!! This is a close up of him sitting in the side of it in a hole he dug himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOp4idOUiAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Z-aoIpfh2a4/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254144448636684290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOp4idOUiAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Z-aoIpfh2a4/s320/DSC01382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here he is standing up in the hole he dug in the side of it!!!! Can you see the roof on the other side of the hill???? Yes the hill is as tall as our two story house and the boy has a blast on that thing. Is scares me to death to let him play on it but he is 100% boy and loves to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOp4cc_MMQI/AAAAAAAAAII/BjpEmx3fXX8/s1600-h/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254144345494008066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOp4cc_MMQI/AAAAAAAAAII/BjpEmx3fXX8/s320/DSC01384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You talk about scary. But he's been climbing everything since he was 4. Stop signs all the way to the very top. Had a picture of that but lost it with the hard drive of the last computer :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things here are going well. I have most boxes unpacked and things put away. No pictures hung yet...waiting for the 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of November when my best friend Kris will be here. She has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of decorating to do! And I am sure she is ready for the job. This will be house #3 she has gotten to help me with. When I told M that she was coming, I did it at dinner with son#1 E at the table too. He just laughed and shook his head and M said "I know, I know!" It seems that every time she comes to visit the house gets new things and just looks to dang good! We are looking forward to her visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the kids are just getting home from school so I need to see what homework there is. Have a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6953033737412561175-7032670797027838316?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7032670797027838316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=7032670797027838316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7032670797027838316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7032670797027838316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-little-monkey.html' title='My little Monkey!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOp4idOUiAI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Z-aoIpfh2a4/s72-c/DSC01382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-1900860237827287009</id><published>2008-10-01T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:58:19.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here are a few pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPxcIb69hI/AAAAAAAAAIA/68g45qS6J-g/s1600-h/DSC01373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252307056047355410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPxcIb69hI/AAAAAAAAAIA/68g45qS6J-g/s320/DSC01373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPxR3c4n0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/PUuCeASqSv8/s1600-h/DSC01352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252306879689301826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPxR3c4n0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/PUuCeASqSv8/s320/DSC01352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPxILIBSOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ehoW3xBgUIs/s1600-h/DSC01342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252306713171806434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPxILIBSOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ehoW3xBgUIs/s320/DSC01342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPwlrFeeTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/5IFjMktOR-w/s1600-h/DSC01341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252306120455649586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPwlrFeeTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/5IFjMktOR-w/s320/DSC01341.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/_DTidRkbezms/SOPwge4N1oI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WVZpOyU0-JY/s1600-h/DSC01343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252306031279462018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPwge4N1oI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WVZpOyU0-JY/s320/DSC01343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPwYucHnXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UmgaDUt8j5I/s1600-h/DSC01346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252305898017627506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPwYucHnXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/UmgaDUt8j5I/s320/DSC01346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pics (of coruse) without the furniture.  It's really messy right now and I really don't take good picutres either, I took some but they were to dark to post.  So there ya go.  Hope all is well with everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-1900860237827287009?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1900860237827287009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=1900860237827287009&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1900860237827287009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1900860237827287009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-are-few-pics.html' title='Here are a few pics'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SOPxcIb69hI/AAAAAAAAAIA/68g45qS6J-g/s72-c/DSC01373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-1193476950302946335</id><published>2008-09-16T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:25:11.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quicky!!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!!  This has to be quick because M is giving me the eye while he is loading the Uhaul!!!   YUP!  We closed on the house and we are moving our stuff from the rental house in tonight!  It's going to be a long and exahusting night but will be well worth it!  We get our stuff from our Indiana house on Friday or Saturday.  No fridge for a few days so alot of microwave eating or eating out.  Gotta get I just got the eye again!  We will be without internet for a couple of days so I will post when we get it up and running!  I'll have tons of pics to post too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-1193476950302946335?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1193476950302946335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=1193476950302946335&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1193476950302946335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1193476950302946335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/09/quicky.html' title='A Quicky!!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-2483053850264786230</id><published>2008-09-09T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:47:06.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 11 year old</title><content type='html'>Today she is 11.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SMa2yWIcgaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tIiFwA8JQvc/s1600-h/DSC01326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244079792170238370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SMa2yWIcgaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tIiFwA8JQvc/s320/DSC01326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I woke her up this morning, I told her that she better have fun today because I could no longer allow her to get any older.  She just looked at me and said "What do you mean mom?"  I said "I have to kill ya! You can't get any older."  "Yeah right."  was her come back.  Then she said "what about you? Your still here." me  "My mom and dad weren't smart enough and look at what they had to put up with."  So I gave her an option.  Either offen her or she could live in a cage the rest of her life.  Both P and T chose the cage.  They thought they wouldn't have to go to school anymore.  I advised them that I would have to buy a crane and take them every where that way.  I am sure I found this alot funnier than all of you.  The three of us laughed about it on the way to school.  I just can't believe she is 11...ELEVEN!!  AHHHHHHH  where does the time go???  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-2483053850264786230?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2483053850264786230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=2483053850264786230&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/2483053850264786230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/2483053850264786230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-11-year-old.html' title='My 11 year old'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SMa2yWIcgaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tIiFwA8JQvc/s72-c/DSC01326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-7974648078582031145</id><published>2008-09-05T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:30:32.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say hello to my little friend</title><content type='html'>Or not so little. Dang, I thought everything in TX was bigger but I think IL has one on them. This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;biggest&lt;/span&gt; praying mantis I have EVER seen. He was helping me get gas yesterday. For a moment I thought he might start talking to me he was so big. Ok...no....I was not on anything thank you very much. He was just huge.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SMFa6pu0ngI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ErzIp7gFgoY/s1600-h/DSC01299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242571404917120514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SMFa6pu0ngI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ErzIp7gFgoY/s320/DSC01299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SMFaydOt2mI/AAAAAAAAAHA/d5pG6m5mx-0/s1600-h/DSC01301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242571264122280546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SMFaydOt2mI/AAAAAAAAAHA/d5pG6m5mx-0/s320/DSC01301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, things here are going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. They put carpet in the house yesterday and all the door knobs too. It is coming together quickly. We have the first walk through on Wednesday the 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 12:30. I can't wait! There are a few things they need to fix but it is really looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. I can't wait to sleep in my bed. This air mattress thing is getting very uncomfortable. The older I get the more things I find I can't sleep on. When M and I first got married and went camping we slept on the ground in sleeping bags then it went to air mattresses. Then we upgraded to a double queen size mattress which is what we are sleeping on right now. Next I think its a hotel. But then that wouldn't be camping huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to say thanks to all who commented about the no friends and me hating it here. I hope you are all right. But it seems that people in IL are not as friendly as IN and OK and TX. But then OZ never gave nothing to the tin man that he didn't already have. (sorry I'm listening to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;IPOD&lt;/span&gt; and America's Tin Man. Who knows where my brain is and what it is doing. The fumes of the cleaning solutions must be getting to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did take pictures of the house yesterday but they all came out bad. M has to take the pics, I'm just not good at it. I will post some this weekend. Have a great Friday/weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6953033737412561175-7974648078582031145?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7974648078582031145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=7974648078582031145&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7974648078582031145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7974648078582031145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/09/say-hello-to-my-little-friend.html' title='Say hello to my little friend'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SMFa6pu0ngI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ErzIp7gFgoY/s72-c/DSC01299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-1511330553420406024</id><published>2008-09-02T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:08:39.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first bad day.</title><content type='html'>I knew it was inevitable and today was or should I say is the day.  I hate it here.  I want to go back to Indiana (or OK for that matter or hey even better yet TX!!!!!)  Any place but here.  I have no friends and all I do is clean, laundry and EAT!  It sucks and I want my friends and family around me.    I was doing OK until I called my old neighbor and she told me that she and another neighbor were getting ready to go and have brunch.  I started to cry and felt really stupid because I was driving down 55 on my way back home from taking the kids to school and people were looking at me like I was crazy.   Oh well I guess life does go on without me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house won't be done soon enough.  I hate not having MY things.  My dishes, my recipes etc.  I guess I just need to snap out of it and stop feeling sorry for myself.  I know others have it allot worse and I should be grateful. ( I still hate it here!! :p ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our weekend was quite.  M and #1 E went to WI and went mountain bike riding on Sunday.  Both came back unharmed.  I was more worried about M than E because there is a bit of a age difference.  But they had fun.  I took P and T to see Wall-E.  It was OK.   But they liked it.  To young to get the meaning of the whole thing.  We also went to an apple orchard we found and got apples and fudge and fresh honey.  They have a corn maze but it wasn't open yet.  We will have to take them back in a couple of weeks and go through that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that would be if for today, my life being so exciting and all.  NOT!  Oh whoa is me.  Have a great Tuesday everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-1511330553420406024?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1511330553420406024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=1511330553420406024&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1511330553420406024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1511330553420406024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-bad-day.html' title='My first bad day.'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-860782103469381496</id><published>2008-08-29T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:51:19.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call of the day????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;...where do I begin?? I guess at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; huh. Anyway, on the first day of school P tells me about "the call of the day"  he has in class. I guess if you show exception throughout the day you get "the call of the day." If you know P and most of you do he is sweet but has his moments. Last year his teacher had to send home a report everyday on how he did and what card he was on. Very rarely was it green. Blue most of the time and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt; yellow with a red maybe once or twice a month. Needless to say he was a little disruptive in class. He wants to be the class clown, really, he tells me that. Heaven help me. Anyway I got the paper that told me of this "call of the day" The teacher calls you to tell you of the wonderful things your child has done that day to get "the call of the day" and P asked me if he got it could he have this new Star Wars &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;helmet&lt;/span&gt; he has been dying for. So me knowing it won't happen any time soon I say why sure!!! Uh yeah....WRONG! I get a call on my way to pick up the kids from school and it is his teacher calling to let me know that not only did he get the "call of the day" but the principle also had to tell her what an outstanding job he did on the playground today helping her clean up all the balls. Also an aid on the playground told her what an outstanding job he did. Not only do you get the call but she puts you on speaker and the kids in his class cheered for him. I know his smile was ear to ear. I am so proud of him. I guess I need to be more careful of what I promise him huh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Oh and when I got the kids from school the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Principle&lt;/span&gt; was out and she came up to the car and told me how she had met T today and how all of her classmates say how kind she is so she invited T to have lunch with her on Tuesday and the told me of P and what he did today and told me I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; kids. MADE MY WHOLE DAY!!!!!! Now if they could just do that at home. ;) What a way to start a long weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-860782103469381496?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/860782103469381496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=860782103469381496&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/860782103469381496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/860782103469381496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/call-of-day.html' title='Call of the day????'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-5733558300221841028</id><published>2008-08-28T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:43:47.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's getting there!</title><content type='html'>Well here are some pics of the house. First we have the counter top. I didn't think I was going to like it when I picked it out but with the dark cabinets it makes the granite look awesome! I was so excited with I saw it. Like a kid in a candy store.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLbuYfyYmfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6VgwnBNGtyM/s1600-h/DSC01277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637321109248498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLbuYfyYmfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6VgwnBNGtyM/s320/DSC01277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are our cabinets and just a couple of light fixtures. Still waiting for the rest of the granite to be put in.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLbuKQIzhoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4UCR6HkpjPk/s1600-h/DSC01287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239637076390151810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLbuKQIzhoI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4UCR6HkpjPk/s320/DSC01287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we have the front of the house with all the workers painting away. They all seemed to look the other way when I took this picture. If you can see one guy is walking out of the house but when he saw me he kinda hid. (must not have a green card :) LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLbt-ec7izI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1KytVHeAs84/s1600-h/DSC01297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239636874074229554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLbt-ec7izI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1KytVHeAs84/s320/DSC01297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have our first walk though on the 9TH. (T's birthday)  She is going to have a sucky 11TH birthday.  She is in a new school, (no friends yet) our oven in the rental house is as old as dirt and does not bake with a darn so that means I won't be able to bake her birthday cake like I do every year or bake treats for her class like I do every year.  She is not happy about that.  I will have to make it up to her when we move in our new house.  They just never really get it though.  Oh well...what is a mom to do?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-5733558300221841028?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5733558300221841028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=5733558300221841028&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5733558300221841028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5733558300221841028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-getting-there.html' title='It&apos;s getting there!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLbuYfyYmfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/6VgwnBNGtyM/s72-c/DSC01277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-470554408506227448</id><published>2008-08-27T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:21:31.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WooHooooooo!</title><content type='html'>Here is P his first day of Preschool&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLVrqy9yqVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/CkrxEsay81U/s1600-h/2003+-+2005+1107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239212124495063378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLVrqy9yqVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/CkrxEsay81U/s320/2003+-+2005+1107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is T here first day of Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLVrGVLKx2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gggr2HPF7Wo/s1600-h/2003+-+2005+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239211498022815586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLVrGVLKx2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gggr2HPF7Wo/s320/2003+-+2005+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present day first day of 2ND grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLVq1w-Gf2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/H-4VV2oKZ-M/s1600-h/DSC01282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239211213426425698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLVq1w-Gf2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/H-4VV2oKZ-M/s320/DSC01282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here you have miss T first day of 5Th...yes 5Th grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLVqwngtu4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/83iMYqq12Ww/s1600-h/DSC01283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239211124987902850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLVqwngtu4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/83iMYqq12Ww/s320/DSC01283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are getting sooooo big it scares me sometimes. T is so beautiful and I think I am ready to lock her up until she is 21. NO dates or anything of that nature. I know how I was and boy am I in for some BIG trouble!!! She is so much like me its freaky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it would be a little sad when I dropped the kids off today but then I did it and a wave of relief flowed over me as I was walking out of the the building. A teacher was standing there talking to another teacher and she said woo hoo. So I looked at her as said "that is exactly what I was thinking, Woo Hoo....I don't got no kids!!!" They both started to laugh and I said..."this is going to be a great day." It's so quiet in the house, I can finally sit down and post on my blog and not have to worry about the kids and what they are getting into or NO FIGHTING!!!!!! Yippeeee! I love school! This was an extra long summer with us moving around and it was a well welcomed day! (if that makes any since).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beside school starting not much going on. The house is coming along. I will post later with pics of that. We close three weeks from yesterday. I can't wait. Right now I have to get up and drive the kids to school and pick them up. Not as bad as I thought it would be. It was a pretty smooth drive to and from. I did have a little incident on Sunday morning. I was having chest pains and my left arm was tingling with major pain in it and my back. So M took me to the hospital and they did all kinds of blood tests, an EKG and my ticker is fine. They kept me overnight for observation and I had to do a stress test the next morning. All is fine I just have heart burn. I never knew that heart burn could feel like a heart attack. It was crazy! But like I said, my ticker is still tickin and its perfect. RELIEF!!!!!! I just have to take Nexium for the rest of my life I guess. Oh well, better than the heart attack!!!   Like I said, I'll post some pics of the house a little later!  Have a great day all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-470554408506227448?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/470554408506227448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=470554408506227448&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/470554408506227448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/470554408506227448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/woohooooooo.html' title='WooHooooooo!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SLVrqy9yqVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/CkrxEsay81U/s72-c/2003+-+2005+1107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-8855256211120345989</id><published>2008-08-12T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:20:52.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SKF-FmjlstI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WJwC6zXimUI/s1600-h/DSC01239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233602876695491282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SKF-FmjlstI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WJwC6zXimUI/s320/DSC01239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T's new hair cute. She still kinda HATES it cuz I cut it to short but it looks sooooo cute. I wish she would just leave it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well we officially got notice yesterday that our closing date it the 16th of September at 1pm. Wooo Hooo! M told me that our cabinets are in and the hard wood floors are down, just not stained yet and we have stairs too! I can't wait to see it on Saturday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The packers come in the morning and I have tons to do today. I am so going to miss this neighborhood. We went over the our friends house last night for dinner Mark and Shannon's. I am going to miss them the most. They have been awesome friends and love my kids like they were their own. The whole circle of friends are suppose to get together on Wednesday night and have a cook out and say our goodbyes. That will be a sad evening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kids and I went to Greenwood (our old neighborhood ) and spent time with friends there.  It was sad to have to say goodbye to them as well.  I will miss them all terribly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our computer is going to be packed away by Thursday so you won't be hearing from me until Saturday I'm thinkin. So know I am out there just to busy and without the net! Love you all tons and thanks for reading!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-8855256211120345989?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8855256211120345989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=8855256211120345989&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8855256211120345989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8855256211120345989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-it-is.html' title='Here it is....'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SKF-FmjlstI/AAAAAAAAAFo/WJwC6zXimUI/s72-c/DSC01239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-8119180606640471307</id><published>2008-08-10T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:36:17.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>are you sitting down??  MORE PICS!</title><content type='html'>Well here are a couple of pics of the house. Mike came home this weekend and brought pics. I will blog later about my weekend with the old and new hood women this weekend. We had a blast. I will miss them all bunches!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJ8z7JbQsuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/p2uygSIVE1E/s1600-h/DSC01207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232958383263363810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJ8z7JbQsuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/p2uygSIVE1E/s320/DSC01207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is in the family room. The view from the back is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJ8zA0cEdcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cfGzcrmqOUQ/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232957381197198786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJ8zA0cEdcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cfGzcrmqOUQ/s320/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the front of our new home. Still missing sideing but it's coming along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only 6 to 7 more weeks!!  We can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-8119180606640471307?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8119180606640471307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=8119180606640471307&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8119180606640471307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8119180606640471307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/are-you-sitting-down-more-pics.html' title='are you sitting down??  MORE PICS!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJ8z7JbQsuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/p2uygSIVE1E/s72-c/DSC01207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-8590809507290180768</id><published>2008-08-06T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:09:08.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And yet more pics (can ya believe it?)</title><content type='html'>Well here are a few more pics. This is M and E at the Blues Festival in Chicago. It was a beautiful day.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJnYfD5RM8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XXaQplF28LE/s1600-h/DSC00920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231450470300595138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJnYfD5RM8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XXaQplF28LE/s320/DSC00920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is B and K 17 now. Can you believe it? They are growing up so fast.  This is on a water tour of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Architecture of down town Chicago.  It was very interesting and the buildings are beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJnYYMDEnHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/FUWC5R5sxKs/s1600-h/DSC00941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231450352230112370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJnYYMDEnHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/FUWC5R5sxKs/s320/DSC00941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this my friends is P and he LOVES Jalapenos! Wait for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJnYK80DWzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/94Kfm7Rs_NM/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231450124802284338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJnYK80DWzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/94Kfm7Rs_NM/s320/DSC00840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Blam&lt;/span&gt;! He does however have to drink a lot of water when he is finishes though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJnYAMf0KWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/AJoLKRZUvxE/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231449940033808738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJnYAMf0KWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/AJoLKRZUvxE/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still don't know how to put pictures on this very well. I have others but if I try to add them they go to the top. I don't know how to put them in one right after the other. If anyone can help with that....anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-8590809507290180768?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8590809507290180768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=8590809507290180768&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8590809507290180768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/8590809507290180768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-yet-more-pics-can-ya-believe-it.html' title='And yet more pics (can ya believe it?)'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJnYfD5RM8I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XXaQplF28LE/s72-c/DSC00920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-7288094544031372412</id><published>2008-08-05T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:47:50.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics</title><content type='html'>I can't figure out how to turn this pic around so deal with it. You want pics you got em! :) This is at the White &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sox&lt;/span&gt; Game. Oh and T's hair is short now! Just at her ears. I know you will want to see that too Kris. I'm working on it!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJiUywtGtrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qpidkSYH9j8/s1600-h/Chicago-2008_122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231094566979286706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJiUywtGtrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qpidkSYH9j8/s320/Chicago-2008_122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is T, M2 and P at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brookfield&lt;/span&gt; Zoo&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJiUPIqKdJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/I2Ai9SfOpUw/s1600-h/Chicago_2008_138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231093954934109330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJiUPIqKdJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/I2Ai9SfOpUw/s320/Chicago_2008_138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This of course is in Chicago when little Bro and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; were there. P had to have his picture taken on anything he could put his butt on!!! That's my lion tamer for ya!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJiTtm2YphI/AAAAAAAAAEg/R49fbHctFPM/s1600-h/Chicago_2008_217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231093378922882578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJiTtm2YphI/AAAAAAAAAEg/R49fbHctFPM/s320/Chicago_2008_217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;able&lt;/span&gt; to click on the pics and see them larger. Some you can and some you can't. So that's it for now. I will try and get more pics of the house when I get them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-7288094544031372412?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7288094544031372412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=7288094544031372412&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7288094544031372412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7288094544031372412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-pics.html' title='More pics'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJiUywtGtrI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qpidkSYH9j8/s72-c/Chicago-2008_122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-4600711358389804888</id><published>2008-08-04T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T08:53:21.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJciToLSryI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qpT_RR6P7zs/s1600-h/DSC05232a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230687212811759394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJciToLSryI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qpT_RR6P7zs/s320/DSC05232a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, it still may be ours but we did rent it out!!!  Yea!!!  A couple from Florida came by to look at it on Sunday morning and put a deposit down on it.   The husband is being transferred to Carmel IN just a few miles away and they loved the house and had to have it.  They move in the weekend of the 15th.  Our movers come on the 13th to pack us and they will load us up on the 14th and hello Chicago!  WoW!  it happened so fast.  They seem like really nice people. They have 2 kids boy/girl both in high school.  She seems just like me so I am not worried about my house being trashed. WooHoo!  That is/was my biggest fear with the whole renter thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230685322525924210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJcglmUB23I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/jLuwA6Ttg68/s320/DSC00996.JPG" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and this is the view from my new bedroom window!!!!!!   It is so beautiful in the back of the house!  This is what I am looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-4600711358389804888?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4600711358389804888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=4600711358389804888&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/4600711358389804888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/4600711358389804888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SJciToLSryI/AAAAAAAAAEY/qpT_RR6P7zs/s72-c/DSC05232a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-2392214625526837605</id><published>2008-07-31T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:13:01.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama needs her drugs!</title><content type='html'>Ok, some of you (and you know who you are) (stop smiling) know me and my meds. Well I stopped cold turkey again cuz...you know, I was better, right? Yuh no! Not so much. The stress is getting to me with the house, the new house and blah, blah, blah you name it! Well, I decided it was going to be best, like I said in the last post to start the kids out in Noblesville. Less stress for me with the kids in school. Well know it looks like we are going to rent the house out. We put an add in the paper on Wednesday and have had 3 calls already. M thinks he has found a renter. They want to lease to buy and that is what we really want too. So now it looks like we will be moving up here in a couple of weeks. AHHHHHHHHHHH...I need my drugs. So it seems as though I will be calling the ol' Doc when I get back and make an appointment. Things will be much better then. I hope, I hope, I hope. Mama needs a new pair of shoes (and the drugs) ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-2392214625526837605?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2392214625526837605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=2392214625526837605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/2392214625526837605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/2392214625526837605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-need-my-durgs.html' title='Mama needs her drugs!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-7334932834174885326</id><published>2008-07-28T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:34:14.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>We are off to Chi-town AGAIN!  This is getting pretty old let me just say!!  But I think it will be the last visit until we close on our house in September.  I have decided to start the kids in school here on the 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of Aug.  The school they will be going to in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Plainfield&lt;/span&gt; starts the 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of Aug but I would have to start them in Downers Grove due to the fact we would have to pay $2,000.00 in tuition since we don't technology live in the district until we close.  So it would be to much of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hastle&lt;/span&gt; so I'll just start them here and then transfer them when we close.  (plus mama gets some quite time sooner this way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be going to Six Flags Great America some time this week.  This kids are looking forward to it.  They both love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;roller coasters&lt;/span&gt; as do I and I will be right there with them screaming my head off.  They have this one that goes straight up for a long time and then kinda levels off and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt; straight down she goes!!!   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;AHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt; plus a few other words was the first things out of my mouth the first time I road that one with the twins B &amp;amp; K or #2 and #3.  Anyway, we are looking forward to it.  #2 is already in Chi-town with M and #1.  He is staying the week up there before school starts.  I think he wants to move up and live with us but is afraid to tell his mom that is what he wants.  He has turned out to be one fine kid.  (I had my doubts when M and I first go married)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that is all for tonight, I really need to get to bed so I can get up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;, pack up the jeep and hit the road.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WooHoo&lt;/span&gt; again!  Night All!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-7334932834174885326?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7334932834174885326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=7334932834174885326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7334932834174885326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7334932834174885326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go AGAIN!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-1859499196027395551</id><published>2008-07-23T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T07:42:05.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are your fingers cramped yet???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so I have been told that I left you hanging...well if I have to hang...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; dang...sorry I left you all hanging.  But as well we are still hanging.  Not even a no, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want it.  But we did however have a showing yesterday but no word on that one either.   So I guess you can all uncross your fingers and just say a little prayer if you would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (the kids and I) just got back from Chicago yesterday and let me tell ya it is so good to sleep in my own bed.  I did get to see my brother and his family while we were there.  It was really good to see them and spend some time with them.  I miss not having family around us and it just seems that we keep moving further away with each move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exciting happening here. P has a dentist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WooHoo&lt;/span&gt;!  I told you so.  Well...I guess I will be going now.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hopefully&lt;/span&gt; some thing  exciting will happen in the next couple of days, like we sell this house.  That would be amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-1859499196027395551?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1859499196027395551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=1859499196027395551&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1859499196027395551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1859499196027395551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-your-fingers-cramped-yet.html' title='Are your fingers cramped yet???'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-4590941243556974229</id><published>2008-07-13T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T08:03:18.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your fingers crossed</title><content type='html'>Well, the family that looked at the house on Friday came back and saw it again yesterday.  That is a good sign but no word yet.  So keep them fingers crossed!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-4590941243556974229?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4590941243556974229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=4590941243556974229&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/4590941243556974229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/4590941243556974229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/keep-your-fingers-crossed.html' title='Keep your fingers crossed'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-4873415996218914601</id><published>2008-07-10T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T07:42:27.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at last!!!</title><content type='html'>Well...they are home!  YEA!!!!  All in one piece and unharmed...physically that is.  Well, I guess I shouldn't even say that  either.   #5 P is missing his two front teeth (tooth fairy failed to show up in OR) and T is missing her tooth that was fixed just a few months ago.   She was eating a sucker and bit it with her front tooth and it broke off.  What not to do with your front teeth!!!  She knows that now.  Now I have to get her into the dentist and have it fixed AGAIN!   But they are sooooooooo happy to be back home.  P told me at least 20 times on Monday night that it was great to be back home.  The story's they told...well lets just say he is messing up being a father to them and it is his own fault.   He will be sorry one day for all the stuff he has told them.  All I can say to them is sorry, he is just an unhappy person right now.  But hey, they are home and I am so glad to have them back.  The hubby has the camera, but he will be home this weekend so I can show you picks of the toothless wonders :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an even brighter note...we have a showing on the house tomorrow morning so please everyone lets say a little prayer that these are the buyers!  We need to sell this house.  Ours is more than halfway done.   We really don't want duel house payments.    I will try and post more often.  I don't really stay at the computer with the kids home now, I have been trying to spend time with them.  But that my friends will wear off soon I am sure.   M O Y as my lovely sister would say. (mom of the year)  She thinks she has it hands down.....I got her beat by a mile!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-4873415996218914601?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4873415996218914601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=4873415996218914601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/4873415996218914601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/4873415996218914601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-at-last.html' title='Home at last!!!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-1813833675213037812</id><published>2008-06-20T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T05:03:34.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone????????????</title><content type='html'>What you are abut to read is an email I recieved (suposedly) from my lovely 7 (SEVEN) year old.  I need help on this one.  I have no idea what he (they) are or were thinking!!!!  Plus my pour Taylor called me 5 times the other night (I was asleep) I only heard the last call and called her back.  She was crying in all 5 messages she left telling me how much she misses me and loves me.  I just broke my heart.  I am having a hard time with this Aunt C but thanks for you words of encoragement.  They mean alot to me!  I love you.  Just read on and let me know what you all think.  Be for warned its kinda "wacked yo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mom,I am hanging out in my crib yo'!  Dangit!  I just lost my golden tooth!  Hey, Mom, will you come here and help me find it?  LOL yo'!!  And, I love you.  And, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!!!!!!!!!!  Lucy just broke Curly's head off!!  LOL yo'!  HEY!!!  Why did you do that? Don't bite my butt off!!!  Yo'!  I don't like you, Lucy dog yo'!  Plus yo' wiggy wiggy fresh!  Oh, boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooop!!!  I just fell off a cliff!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!!  I just broke my neck and my legs.  And, my butt knuckle.  I think.  Oh, hi Lucy.  She is falling too!  Ooooooooooouwwww!  She landed on my head!  Oooooooouwwww!  She just bit my cranium, yo'!  Hey, sorry for all that comoHEEEEEEEEEEEEY! Why did you just throw my drink out the window?!?!?!?  Now I can say sorry for the commotion and ...Hey Lucy, why are you trying to kill that thing???  Go out side and tinkle!  Die dog, die!!!  LOL!  Sorry.  Mom, gotta go to my grave yo', wiggy wiggy fresh dawg!  From, your wacked out son LOL.P.S. I do not know why this is happening get me out of this place P.S.S. I think that the guinea pig just took a poopP.S.S.S I do not know why this place is so wacked out yo!P.S.S.S.S This is crazy.  Wait, I am crazy.  Wait, we are all crazy!P.S.S.S.S.S Why do I hear angels?  Oh yeah!  I'm in heaven!P.S.S.S.S.S.S  I won't die this late.  I want to come back to earth.P.S.S.S.S.S.S.S Oh yea, I'll be resurrected in 2000 b.c./before Christ&lt;a href="http://p.s.s.s.s.s.s.s.s.do/" target="_blank"&gt;P.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.Do&lt;/a&gt; you know what resurrected means?  If you don't, whenever you're in heaven God will call you and he will say "Be resurrected!P.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S Do you like to drink some peanut buddah?  Yo! Wacked out yo!  LOL!P.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.You don't tell me what to do, Taylor!  I can do 11 P.S's if I want to!  P.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.  I stink like poop! love, Patrick&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-1813833675213037812?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1813833675213037812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=1813833675213037812&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1813833675213037812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/1813833675213037812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/anyone.html' title='Anyone????????????'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-5346667479436207914</id><published>2008-06-19T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T07:35:48.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here but not quite</title><content type='html'>Hello all!  Sorry it has been so long since I last blogged.  I haven't been around my computer in a couple of weeks.   This will be short and I will blog once I get my pictures off the camera that M has in Chicago.  He will be here on Friday.  I have talked to the kids and they seem to be doing OK?  I'll fill you in later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-5346667479436207914?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5346667479436207914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=5346667479436207914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5346667479436207914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5346667479436207914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-here-but-not-quite.html' title='I&apos;m here but not quite'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-3115460876459483109</id><published>2008-06-06T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:45:45.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Their gone</title><content type='html'>Well it's done! I put them on the plane today and didn't cry until they left. (sigh) I do hope they have fun but I also hope that I don't sit here and worry about them the whole time they are gone. I would like to enjoy the quite and no fighting and constantly wanting my attention. That would be nice but we will see what happens. I am in Chicago and the hubby and #1 son and I are going to go downtown to some place called Dicks something. The hubby said it was a fun place and not to wear a tie? I guess they cut them off if you wear one. Anyway...I am sad but it will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; because my sister and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; friend told me so and if you can't trust your sister and your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; friend, who can you trust? I have pictures to show you of the kids but I'm not at home. I am on #1 son's computer so I will have to post those on Monday after I get home but not before I go to the pool and layout and soak up some sun! I know I might enjoy that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-3115460876459483109?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3115460876459483109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=3115460876459483109&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/3115460876459483109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/3115460876459483109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/their-gone.html' title='Their gone'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-5324224986710144212</id><published>2008-06-05T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T03:33:45.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It will be fine Dawn...fine!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SEe6_HX0KjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_Y1WSBPw9x0/s1600-h/2003+-+2005+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208337087550728754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SEe6_HX0KjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_Y1WSBPw9x0/s320/2003+-+2005+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is T at age 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SEe6y6Q_olI/AAAAAAAAADw/xn1e2jlriqw/s1600-h/2003+-+2005+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208336877874029138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SEe6y6Q_olI/AAAAAAAAADw/xn1e2jlriqw/s320/2003+-+2005+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is P at 2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SEe6HcDFUCI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZrAWFxdSNGg/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208336131028242466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SEe6HcDFUCI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZrAWFxdSNGg/s320/DSC00675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is T and P Christmas 2007 decorating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How far they have come in just 5 years. They leave tomorrow and I don't think I will do well at the Airport. They haven't has this much visit time with their dad since 2003 and he only had them 8 days (was suppose to have them 6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt;) but that is another story all in itself. They are upstairs in their beds and I just had to go in and look a them sleeping. Don't you love that. They look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cute and warm and not yelling, crying. fighting or just bugging in general. That's when they are at their best don't you think. Well I do so sue me! ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today is the last day of school and they are both so excited about it and plus they get to ride on an airplane tomorrow. I will miss those little ones. Glad to have time alone for more than just one day when they spend the night with a friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nooooo&lt;/span&gt; sirree 4 weeks. Four weeks of me wondering if they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, do they want to talk to me and he won't let them call? Are they having fun. Yep...four relaxing weeks for me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aaaaaaah&lt;/span&gt; Well I will at least try and relax. I will miss them terribly but hope they have fun. They deserve a vacation and Oregon is beautiful and they will love it. See...I'm already relaxing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Aaaaaaaaah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have tons to do today before we leave for Chicago. I'll stay there over the weekend with the hubby and #1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; you all might want to call and see if I am alright because #1 is almost as bad as #4&amp;amp;#5 put together, just in an older way. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aiy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; Oh well I guess I have done enough pouting for now. I'm off to pack, vacuum laundry and about a million other things I have to do before we leave at 4:00. Wish me luck! And that I don't sob at the gate when the kids get on the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-5324224986710144212?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5324224986710144212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=5324224986710144212&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5324224986710144212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5324224986710144212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-will-be-fine-dawnfine.html' title='It will be fine Dawn...fine!!!!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SEe6_HX0KjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/_Y1WSBPw9x0/s72-c/2003+-+2005+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-2699455307665520815</id><published>2008-05-28T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:07:29.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What not to do with a bottle of Propel water!</title><content type='html'>Well I finally have something to blog about! My lovely #5 P loves Propel water. Wants to drink it all the time, which is good, its not soda and all the sugar from other drinks so I should be thankful right? Uuhhhhh yano. He asked for a bottle on Monday night and took it to the basement. I called down later and told them it was time for bed and they both #4 and #5 came running up the stairs and I stoped #5 and looked at his face and said..."Why do you have a purple mustache?" And he goes to wipe it off. "Ownt know" his favorite words. "Well go upstairs and wash your face and get ready for bed." So a few minuets later I go in to read stories and he still has the same purple stash on the upper and what looks like to be the lower lip also. "P" I say "did you put your lips in the bottle of Propel?" "Yeah" he said, "and then I sucked the water out of the bottle." So needless to say my son has a hickey,a purple one at that around his mouth the perfect shape of the propel bottle. I wish I had my camera but M has it in Chicago, taking pictures of the "making of the house". So what is the moral to this story? Never stick your lips in a bottle of propel water and suck, you will get a big hickey around your mouth!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-2699455307665520815?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2699455307665520815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=2699455307665520815&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/2699455307665520815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/2699455307665520815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-not-to-do-with-bottle-of-propel.html' title='What not to do with a bottle of Propel water!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-9023055527326750303</id><published>2008-05-20T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:09:22.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so much</title><content type='html'>Hello to my many readers (LOL)  Well, I think we might have sold the house but I don't know 100% so I won't jinx it.  We are going on week 2 without M here to help me keep the house clean and tidy so people can come look at it at a drop of a hat, kinda sucks!  I just hope it is all over SOON!  I could talk about my brother and sister-in-laws new dog but every body that reads that...reads this.  And I could talk about my sister and all the crap she has been going through lately and how May is a really sucky month for her...but every body that reads that...reads this.  So not so much to write about yet.  But I didn't want everyone to think I'd forgotten about the blog.  So hopefully soon something amazing will happen and I can wrtie about it.  And then again maybe not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-9023055527326750303?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/9023055527326750303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=9023055527326750303&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/9023055527326750303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/9023055527326750303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-so-much.html' title='Not so much'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-5164692443680867441</id><published>2008-05-14T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T08:10:41.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bunny FooFoo</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally have something to write about.  I thought it would be sooner but I guess the stars were on my side of late.&lt;br /&gt; So I was down in the kitchen the other evening and saw the cutest bunny hopping around out side.   I went over to the back doors and watched him for a few and then he hopped away.  We have been having trouble with the little cuties eating our flowers here in the hood.  One neighbor has gone as far as setting a cage trap to get it and take it far far away so it will leave the beautiful tulips and lillys they have growing in the front yard.  Any way, I went back up stairs and not 2 minuets later my son was running up the stairs say "MOM, you have to come downstairs now, #4 and I need your help."  I just look at him for a few seconds and said "What is it?"  He was all excited and said "There's a bunny in the basement well."  Oh @$%#!  I thought, jumped up and followed my son down the stairs to the basement and sure ---- there was a bunny in the well.  The same one I had just seen hopping around the corner.  The grate to the well is just around the corner so he must have not been paying attention and bam! right into the well.  Well needless to say the poor thing was terrified and it had a bloody nose.  I got my kitchen gloves (we have had mice before and they bite so I was taking caution) and opend up the window and took out the screen and poor thing was just hopping all over the place.  Into the screen and the window just trying to hop high enough to get the heck out of there.  I know he was thinking "if I could get a running start....." and BAM right into the side of the well.  You think after 6 tries he would figure out that that wasn't going to work.  So I cornered him and got a hold on him and then I had no frigin idea what the heck I was going to do with the poor thing.  So I go upstaris and out side and just stand there with 4 excited kids around me saying "what are you gonna do with...can we keep it...ahwww it's so cute...what are ya gonna do with it?  I had no idea so I thought about my neighbor who had a trap and so off I go up the street with a baby bunny in my hands arms out streched.  I'm sure my neighbors were inside laughing at me walking up the street with no shoes on and holding a bunny that looks to them may have the plague the way I was holding it.  So I get to M's house and knock on the door and they yell "come in" and I said "aaahhhhh I can't kinda got my hands full so M walks around the corner and went to let me in but saw the bunny.  He thought I had just caught it outside his house and of course I had to correct him and tell him that I cornered the poor thing.  And then he said "what do you want me to do about it"?  I said "Your the one who had been trying to catch the rabbits you tell me."  So after debating with he and his wife on what to do with it, M tells me to get in his jeep and we will drop it off in the woods about a mile from the house.  So big jeep, big tires, hands full, M had to boost me up into the jeep (and you know K he's not to shabby!)  So off we go driving along when all of a sudden we hit something that sounds like a huge chain hitting the jeep. M "What the heck was that???" I look in the side mirror but see nothing at all.  M "Did we hit a bike?"  Me "No and I don't see anything that we could have hit".    M (with the look a fear and understanding)  "My bit set...it was my bit set.  Apparently M was working on the jeep early and had left his bit set on the front of the jeep.  All this for a rabbit???  We turn around and find the woods and let the bunny go and boy was he happy to be let go.  He just jumped and jumped away in the tall grass.  Awwwww.  So now we have to go and see if we can find what is left of the bit set.  Me in no shoes walking around looking for parts.  We found the case in two pieces and bits up and down the road.  Cars were driving by real slow with really strange looks on their faces (can you blame them?) Big bald guy and a scary looking woman with no shoes on.  All we could do was smile, wave and laugh really hard.  So that is the excitement that has been going on here.  Little Bunny FooFoo hopping through the woods, and having a story to tell the fam. (even though my hubby told me that I probably killed it, letting it go far away from it's home)  Thanks dear!  I needed that one.  But not to be sad I saw what looked to be the same bunny the next morning in the back yard.(at least that's what I say to help me sleep at night) Cuz ya know rabbits don't have tons of babys at one time and they don't usually all look alike right???  Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-5164692443680867441?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5164692443680867441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=5164692443680867441&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5164692443680867441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/5164692443680867441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-bunny-foofoo.html' title='Little Bunny FooFoo'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-410784327834877726</id><published>2008-05-07T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:49:27.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magnolia tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chlidren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>It's lil Bro all over again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Except I don't think he ever got stitches. I could be wrong but I did, A LOT. Over the weekend the kids 4 and 5 (1 being the oldest, 2 the next...you get the drift) went to Chi town to help M (my hubby) and the eldest move into a rental home until ours is finished being built. Any ways, back to the lil bro thing. In the back yard is a pretty big pine tree (thank goodness it wasn't a magnolia hee hee) and #5 decided he wanted to climb it and then #4 decided that she could do it too. Well, #5 helped her up the tree and then she couldn't get down but not before #5 made it to the tippy top of that tree. All I could do was stand there and laugh and think back to the time my bro climbed to the tippy top of a huge, and I mean HUGE magnolia tree in our back yard when we were growing up and him calling for help. Then I remembered that at one time he also fell all the way down the same tree. So # 5 at the tippy top and I at the bottom tried to talk her down but God love her she just marches to a different drum sometimes and just didn't get it. Don't get me wrong, she is a bright girl but trees or should I say climbing just isn't her thang. Thankfully no one was hurt and we eventually got her down and she was advised not to climb that again. # 5 reminds me so much of my brother that it scares me. But just like lil bro just to dang cute! They are both very lucky they are still here. :) Well, on another note, our house is still up for sale :( 7 showings in 7 weeks is not a bad average but the hook just isn't catching. I wonder if my sisters Son #2 could bring his net and see what he could do for me. Hopefully it will sell soon. The weather is getting nicer up here in IN so the house hunters should be out in droves. (I hope I hope I hope) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-410784327834877726?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/410784327834877726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=410784327834877726&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/410784327834877726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/410784327834877726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-lil-bro-all-over-again.html' title='It&apos;s lil Bro all over again!'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6953033737412561175.post-7172702515658322675</id><published>2008-05-03T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:00:05.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me in a nut shell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SCHuCPLUjXI/AAAAAAAAABM/VbUYz137YRs/s1600-h/DSC00829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197697167163428210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SCHuCPLUjXI/AAAAAAAAABM/VbUYz137YRs/s320/DSC00829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SCHuDPLUjYI/AAAAAAAAABU/3TSx_zbZtvw/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197697184343297410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SCHuDPLUjYI/AAAAAAAAABU/3TSx_zbZtvw/s320/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SCHuDvLUjZI/AAAAAAAAABc/LjKziCa4Ppw/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197697192933232018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SCHuDvLUjZI/AAAAAAAAABc/LjKziCa4Ppw/s320/DSC00827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I am new at this and don't really know what I am doing but I'm giving it a try. Does trouble really come in three's cuz if it does I am in big trouble!! Two weeks ago my daughter fell from her scooter and broke her two front teeth, one to the root. Two days ago my son fell at shcool on the bleachers and buster his head open and I had to get him and take him to the ER for stitches. It was two weeks to the day my daughter got hurt and even crazier, I was wearing the same shirt and I had only worn it twice. Needless to say the shirt is no longer. If something else bad happpens I know it won't be the shirts fault. ( unless it shows up on my porch or some thing freeky like that) Ok now that I got that off my mind I guess I could tell those of you who don't know me a little about me and my family. My husband and I have been married for 5 years and we have 5 children between the two of us (none together) . That kinda fools people when we say we have 5 kids. They think they are all mine, yeah right, two was enough and C-sections at that...I don't know nothin bout birthin no babies!!! The eldest is 20, 21 in July. He will be living with us when we move to Chi Town. (that is a whole blog in itself) Next are boy/girl twins who will be 17 in July also (I guess they only did it in October) hee hee! Then there are my two. My oldest is 10 and she thinks she is alot older just look at the picture. Then my son who is 7 and is he a hand full, if he weren't so cute... Right now we live in Indiana and are trying to sell our house. My husband got an awsome job in IL and as soon as we sell we will be moving up with him. So that is us in a nut shell, besides a wonderful sister who lives in TX and my brother (just as awsome) :p who lives in Alaska and my parents who live in OK. We are scattered all over the place. Well I guess that will do it for my first blog. I'm really not that great at expressing my words on paper as well as I can verbally so please forgive me if I go from one thought to another A LOT! You might get dizzy but hopefully when it is all over it will make sence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6953033737412561175-7172702515658322675?l=kdawnmartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7172702515658322675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6953033737412561175&amp;postID=7172702515658322675&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7172702515658322675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6953033737412561175/posts/default/7172702515658322675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kdawnmartin.blogspot.com/2008/05/me-in-nut-shell.html' title='Me in a nut shell'/><author><name>kdawnmartin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTidRkbezms/SusdTS8FAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hIfG3GK89R4/S220/DSC01694.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DTidRkbezms/SCHuCPLUjXI/AAAAAAAAABM/VbUYz137YRs/s72-c/DSC00829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
