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(Tara)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1093</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/OurPrincessInPigtails" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="ourprincessinpigtails" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">OurPrincessInPigtails</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-8676981296216093719</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 11:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-16T07:57:00.154-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gramps</category><title>My letter to you, jerkwaad.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Dear asswipe,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You are total and complete utter failure as a human being. Seriously. You have no compassion for others, not even a tiny ounce of thought for anyone but you and your best interest. Maybe, if you would have taken five minutes, hell even five seconds, you would have thought about what that “thing” might have meant to others in the family, and you might have given the same opportunity that you gave a stranger. Instead, you thought of only your self, a common occurrence in your world. You let a stranger steal my childhood memories for a very small price. Those things were priceless. Maybe not to you. But to me.&amp;#160; You let it go because of you. Because of your lack for thinking of others. Thank you. Thank you for letting go off the &lt;strong&gt;one permanent reminder&lt;/strong&gt; I could have owned. I appreciate it very much and can’t wait to tell you what a dick you truly are. I truly hope you find your conscious, because you could learn a few things from it. I’m sure he isn’t proud.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank god I still have this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-gsF92_fvvpw/T7LuWp9SPrI/AAAAAAAAGzw/i1ko9guvZS0/s1600-h/3205%25255B13%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="3205" border="0" alt="3205" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Biapx1-ePa8/T7LuXfKrKDI/AAAAAAAAGz4/LdfcnE6k9-o/3205_thumb%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me, the one you crushed with your selfishness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-8676981296216093719?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/05/my-letter-to-you-jerkwaad.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Biapx1-ePa8/T7LuXfKrKDI/AAAAAAAAGz4/LdfcnE6k9-o/s72-c/3205_thumb%25255B11%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-8662060171331531204</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2012 23:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-15T19:48:38.248-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">product reviews</category><title>Feeling sexy no matter what size you are.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;You all know that I have been doing some product reviews here and there and when this opportunity came up I could not resist.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Family, friends, feel free to skip this post. Its sexy lingerie. You have been warned.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Qf8l4JL_59Y/T7LrVHHRjMI/AAAAAAAAGzc/w-nFn9uoo00/s1600-h/image%25255B2%25255D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="image" border="0" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wKAolZNeivM/T7LrVeWOodI/AAAAAAAAGzk/0hDCwOyBSLI/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800" width="244" height="89" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plussizelingerieboutique.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Plus size lingerie&lt;/a&gt; caters to the bigger girls, you know the real ones who are curvy and actually are the norm. I have battled weight all my life and even after losing 35+ lbs, I still am considered plus size. Its hard to feel sexy about yourself, especially after kids and still keeping on the weight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They have everything from babydolls to robes and panties. It all depends on what you are looking for. They come in one size fits all or up to 6x. Real women like to feel sexy too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The item I chose was &lt;a href="http://www.plussizelingerieboutique.com/chemises/naughty-halter-chemise-STM-9480XP.html" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Something I would have never picked out, but I decided to go for it. Who cares. The shipping was super fast and the item was packaged very nicely. It fit great, felt great ( I was worried about skin irritation as sometimes I have sensitive skin), and definitely made me feel awesome.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I would definitely recommend this company and their products. They are great to work with and have great products.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-8662060171331531204?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/05/feeling-sexy-no-matter-what-size-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wKAolZNeivM/T7LrVeWOodI/AAAAAAAAGzk/0hDCwOyBSLI/s72-c/image_thumb.png?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-1347284598435122332</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2012 02:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-12T22:04:03.258-04:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Mothers Day from us.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EozxgDsbTn8/T68VvmUc3pI/AAAAAAAAGzI/lZW1TD2Da3w/s1600-h/beae7fac9c7811e1a92a1231381b6f02_6%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="beae7fac9c7811e1a92a1231381b6f02_6" border="0" alt="beae7fac9c7811e1a92a1231381b6f02_6" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-wZGy1UQMhTo/T68VwCMkNEI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/oktanYAH6sE/beae7fac9c7811e1a92a1231381b6f02_6_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="484" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For mothers day, K got me some pedicure stuff which I was all out of, then she proceeded to tell me that really all she wanted to get me for Mothers day was for me to stay home with her again and not go to my new work. Thanks kid. Appreciate the guilt trip. I reminded her why I am doing it, and she seemed okay with it, but still it tugged at my heart strings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Work is crazy good. I am getting more responsibilities, all of which are totally new to me, but I LOVE LOVE LOVE it. I just hope I didn’t screw up, because that means a big loss of $$ for the company. I won’t know till next week when we have our buyers meeting, but I pray it turns out okay.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-1347284598435122332?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/05/happy-mothers-day-from-us.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-wZGy1UQMhTo/T68VwCMkNEI/AAAAAAAAGzQ/oktanYAH6sE/s72-c/beae7fac9c7811e1a92a1231381b6f02_6_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2437748537309979688</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2012 10:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-08T06:09:22.359-04:00</atom:updated><title>First day recap.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yIR0gTyKv2g/T6jwy0-T5YI/AAAAAAAAGyk/UmWddfoG6_Y/s1600-h/306264_10150788592939065_573429064_9540725_1068819949_n%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="306264_10150788592939065_573429064_9540725_1068819949_n" border="0" alt="306264_10150788592939065_573429064_9540725_1068819949_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4Yclp3TsAs0/T6jwzQAlAAI/AAAAAAAAGys/NGPu7ktMxfk/306264_10150788592939065_573429064_9540725_1068819949_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I scored this bag to celebrate the day! Thanks hubs! Love ya.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Things are going well. I have already had day 1, filled with online training, getting lost in the maze at work, and meeting everyone that I should memorize their names. Online training is very important as I must get ALA accredited on lighting. I must know all the types of bulbs, housing units, plugs, fixtures etc. It’s a lot of information and I feel like I am in Physics class all over again, learning about light spectrums, but its good. So far everyone has been really helpful and nice. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The transition to work has gone really well too. K seems to be adjusting to playing with her cousins more. Thank god for a SIL who is willing to have an extra kid around and doesn’t mind watching her on her days off from school. God knows what we would do without that big help in our life. That’s definitely a worry that I don’t have to think about. The thought of strangers watching my child instead of her Auntie makes me very nervous.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Commuting is going well. I ride with J, he drops me off and picks me up. It seems we can actually carry on adult conversations without being interrupted or without everyday life getting in the way. Its nice for a change. Getting home and only getting to spend a few hours with K before her bedtime is what's the hardest to adjust to, but its what we gotta do. I gave her five years of me, not its time to make time for me and our family’s future.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well I’m off. Time to carpool and then study some lighting. I did find my favorite piece and one that will hopefully hang in our new home someday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-RaCRqwDJt7g/T6jwzymBSdI/AAAAAAAAGy0/T77wQkbLuGE/s1600-h/23121%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="23121" border="0" alt="23121" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_N2mJ727aLA/T6jw0a8NbXI/AAAAAAAAGy8/1N44akxS_Wg/23121_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.eurofase.com/products/browse.cfm?productID=f4c9225e-3048-8bc6-c3d1-7ac035a7df12" target="_blank"&gt;Eurofase&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2437748537309979688?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/05/first-day-recap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4Yclp3TsAs0/T6jwzQAlAAI/AAAAAAAAGys/NGPu7ktMxfk/s72-c/306264_10150788592939065_573429064_9540725_1068819949_n_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-295209517286703063</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 18:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-03T14:29:52.054-04:00</atom:updated><title>My time has come…</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it's apart of gods plan than we will meet again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And that my friends is exactly what happened. I don’t want to share the specifics but remember the company I lost that marketing job to a few weeks ago? I landed another job with them, an even better job for me. I start Monday. Its all a crazy shocking whirlwind right now, but I do want to say that if it wasn’t for this special angel and his believing in my potential, this position would have never come my way. I will be forever grateful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Until then, I will get to look at this beauty every day at work!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-fhRQWTN2zoU/T6LOnEZedjI/AAAAAAAAGxk/WmGBTynFh7o/s1600-h/eurofase-16661-042-orillia-10-light-up-lighti%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="eurofase-16661-042-orillia-10-light-up-lighti" border="0" alt="eurofase-16661-042-orillia-10-light-up-lighti" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-_53Ts6YIcoY/T6LOnoEZ_nI/AAAAAAAAGxs/DfGlkyy91BQ/eurofase-16661-042-orillia-10-light-up-lighti_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it's apart of gods plan than we will meet again...And meet again we did!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-295209517286703063?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/05/my-time-has-come.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-_53Ts6YIcoY/T6LOnoEZ_nI/AAAAAAAAGxs/DfGlkyy91BQ/s72-c/eurofase-16661-042-orillia-10-light-up-lighti_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-9222068614447595622</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 13:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-03T09:12:00.810-04:00</atom:updated><title>Morning cuddles.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-SBvgedRQiIw/T6JoIYxvpuI/AAAAAAAAGxQ/jL0trK_7CKo/s1600-h/photo%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="photo" border="0" alt="photo" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-9Z7XDOrcXG8/T6JoJHUAhuI/AAAAAAAAGxY/K5IB_ap35nM/photo_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="484" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-9222068614447595622?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/05/morning-cuddles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-9Z7XDOrcXG8/T6JoJHUAhuI/AAAAAAAAGxY/K5IB_ap35nM/s72-c/photo_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-6198288474779434782</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 11:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-05-02T07:26:25.380-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><title>Wordy Wednesday</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some wonderful quotes I found this morning, that really spoke to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe it was all just wrong timing. But I won’t question it. It was in Gods plan for it to happen this way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8JXcRzpD23I/T6EZ0eiGDGI/AAAAAAAAGw8/1fsVTPXoa9U/s1600-h/32612226944811e180d51231380fcd7e_7%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="32612226944811e180d51231380fcd7e_7" border="0" alt="32612226944811e180d51231380fcd7e_7" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pDev3A0TDKs/T6EZ02PRaBI/AAAAAAAAGxE/EQF-LD2o2YQ/32612226944811e180d51231380fcd7e_7_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="484" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--    &lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,     &lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;dd&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Road Not Taken&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;dt&gt;In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: &lt;strong&gt;it goes on&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dd&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-6198288474779434782?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/05/wordy-wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pDev3A0TDKs/T6EZ02PRaBI/AAAAAAAAGxE/EQF-LD2o2YQ/s72-c/32612226944811e180d51231380fcd7e_7_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2798027631768359058</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 12:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-30T08:11:00.073-04:00</atom:updated><title>RIP Oscar fish.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-z45xN82SLEM/T51MKjNulkI/AAAAAAAAGv0/1MpAr5TF0Dk/s1600-h/3106245650_a4b47d5978_z%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="3106245650_a4b47d5978_z" border="0" alt="3106245650_a4b47d5978_z" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ZkVPTeE7Hco/T51MK8BWJdI/AAAAAAAAGv8/QeCYFJkJ_rY/3106245650_a4b47d5978_z_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;this isn’t him, just a photo I found online. But it looks exactly like him. He had the cutest little&amp;#160; mouth that I fell in love with. He was our first pet of our first house. He moved with us wherever we went. He was a friendly guy that often scared you when you cleaned the tank. Oscar definitely let you know you were in his territory. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll miss him coming up to the tank every time I would walk by. He lived a good 11-12 yrs. It was his time, as he was fine yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;K was sad this morning but there was no way we could keep it from her. She loves to turn the tank light on every morning so she knew instantly something was up. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-PW4htkrqXBs/T51Msv9hZaI/AAAAAAAAGwU/zTNa6qwwIxE/s1600-h/529772_10150737977164065_573429064_9469959_2109155670_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="529772_10150737977164065_573429064_9469959_2109155670_n" border="0" alt="529772_10150737977164065_573429064_9469959_2109155670_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-r7jNqxSrg1k/T51MtcIigdI/AAAAAAAAGwY/lselrQAam_g/529772_10150737977164065_573429064_9469959_2109155670_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="484" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, we only have one big blood parrot in our tank. I think Mollie needs a friend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-HvYzHhi7OiE/T51ML-A_ttI/AAAAAAAAGwE/uByKg3Vte6s/s1600-h/photo233%25255B8%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="photo233" border="0" alt="photo233" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-r_SDS-kXqLU/T51MMi1qLTI/AAAAAAAAGwM/OcpW09-tKp8/photo233_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Good bye Oscar fish. Swim free my friend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2798027631768359058?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/rip-oscar-fish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ZkVPTeE7Hco/T51MK8BWJdI/AAAAAAAAGv8/QeCYFJkJ_rY/s72-c/3106245650_a4b47d5978_z_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-9120873438524300668</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2012 12:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-27T08:06:07.850-04:00</atom:updated><title>Picnic anyone?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ITSbdZPUb5M/T5qLqNXuzBI/AAAAAAAAGvQ/dAWbvum6TZk/s1600-h/photo%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="photo" border="0" alt="photo" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-z3nUbql_b7c/T5qLroj9rCI/AAAAAAAAGvY/Y6JfsshiA34/photo_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life has been a picnic lately. Some great days where things go well and dreams feel like they are so close. Then some days where you just want to stay in bed forever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We’ve been sick with a cold flu type bug that has set J and I back a few days. Finally I think we are over it. K never got it thank goodness, it certainly was a bad one. When my cold left, some old issues came back. Gotta love being a female sometimes. The dr thinks its okay and quite normal; however, the pain I am feeling sometimes makes me drop to my knees and takes my breath away. This is normal?? Ugh. I just want my body to feel like it was, before the cold, before the female stuff came back. I’m ready to start enjoying picnics again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Luckily, I have been diving into design projects, which has kept my mind busy and my wallet fuller than normal. K and I are getting pampered next week with haircuts. It’s a girl day, and yes Dad K wants her hair cut. Did you get that message?&amp;#160; lol..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We have errands to run today, hopefully I feel up to it. The house is clean and ready for the weekend. Bring on the picnics!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-9120873438524300668?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/picnic-anyone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-z3nUbql_b7c/T5qLroj9rCI/AAAAAAAAGvY/Y6JfsshiA34/s72-c/photo_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-3893069127750336170</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 10:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-23T06:54:19.035-04:00</atom:updated><title>Spring pictures = Winter Weather</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Today is K’s spring pictures at school. I had this cute little spring dress with white capri leggings picked out. It looked so cute; however, the weather threw a wrench in those plans. Today, we are getting snow. Wet snow and wind. Yuck. So much for cute airy spring pictures. Last night, I had to scramble. Scramble to find something cute, yet warmer than the previous option. I found something, its not very springy looking, but she looks cute none the less. What do you think?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rZjzh2upSGM/T5U00qkF1dI/AAAAAAAAGts/8Ltjxbvnm6o/s1600-h/IMG_5825%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5825" border="0" alt="IMG_5825" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-7dAi62qGkbE/T5U01Y1eRvI/AAAAAAAAGt0/8sWvNbqg-U8/IMG_5825_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Ru19gxMZaWo/T5U01_UWfGI/AAAAAAAAGt8/2Qisl03Yi5k/s1600-h/IMG_5826%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5826" border="0" alt="IMG_5826" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-aFFwgRux41k/T5U02vNMbQI/AAAAAAAAGuE/d3cnEjKzn8w/IMG_5826_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Spring, or what’s left of Winter. I’m so confused.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-3893069127750336170?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/spring-pictures-winter-weather.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-7dAi62qGkbE/T5U01Y1eRvI/AAAAAAAAGt0/8sWvNbqg-U8/s72-c/IMG_5825_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2778877005221223729</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Apr 2012 11:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-20T07:05:00.281-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">conversations with K</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wacky wardrobe</category><title>Fashion Friday</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Stsc14Dhnr0/T4_xjEH8DrI/AAAAAAAAGtA/dKXn3201tAg/s1600-h/ff%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ff" border="0" alt="ff" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-GmZVTlVJ3tk/T4_xj8fUbvI/AAAAAAAAGtI/QGA3JcySozU/ff_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="484" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And as K would say, “The shows over folks. See ya next time.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and while we are looking at fashion. I have added something to my must have list:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-IZHAnKGkcS8/T4_yf22XuzI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/wdN7aYB2IyI/s1600-h/ff2%25255B3%25255D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ff2" border="0" alt="ff2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-WIxjqOnPqL4/T4_yg9mFIII/AAAAAAAAGtY/9--4dwT76ME/ff2_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="644" height="422" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2778877005221223729?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/fashion-friday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-GmZVTlVJ3tk/T4_xj8fUbvI/AAAAAAAAGtI/QGA3JcySozU/s72-c/ff_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2478941429087236982</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-18T17:43:32.881-04:00</atom:updated><title>Life lesson #666: Just because it feels right doesn’t mean it is.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I learned that today, in a very raw sucky way. The job yeah I didn’t get it. I got passed over due to an internal candidate, at the last minute. The agency who I went through was led to believe that the job was mine and that things were looking great for me and this position. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was in high hopes, until this morning, when I learned no decision had been made because they had done an internal interview. Internal interviews only mean one thing. The external candidate is SOL.&amp;#160; So despite their love for me and telling me I was exactly what they were looking for, I am back to looking for a job. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Devastated. Crushed. Failure. Great negative heavy emotion words are swirling in my mind right now. This roller coaster ride of finding a job is a ride I am ready to get off of at anytime.&amp;#160; I feel like I let everyone down, mainly my family (J, K, myself). We had high hopes and dreams and those were stomped on. So excuse me if I am quiet and not ready to talk about this tragedy, because right now it hurts too much.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-iCUmBop_d4Y/T48zZq7qsfI/AAAAAAAAGsw/aQfbylpkxn4/s1600-h/ohiostatefailure%25255B7%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ohiostatefailure" border="0" alt="ohiostatefailure" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rt3aZhxnPhU/T48zaIby0HI/AAAAAAAAGs4/2-aO4NNCwnM/ohiostatefailure_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="804" height="604" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you for all your prayers, well wishes etc. I truly appreciate it.&amp;#160; Excuse me while I go blow my diet and drink some Black Jack.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2478941429087236982?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/life-lesson-666-just-because-it-feels.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rt3aZhxnPhU/T48zaIby0HI/AAAAAAAAGs4/2-aO4NNCwnM/s72-c/ohiostatefailure_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-686251339722365961</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 11:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-18T10:32:20.041-04:00</atom:updated><title>Today is a big day.</title><description>I’m patiently waiting for the call. I’m trying to think positive, but&amp;nbsp; mostly I am just tired of thinking at all. This waiting game is killing me. Whatever happens, happens, its out of my control now. I did all I could do, and hopefully it was good enough to land the job.&lt;br /&gt;
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***And now it looks like I won't know until Friday. More waiting. More praying!***&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-MgzvHNgA_Po/T46k-ZTwPtI/AAAAAAAAGsg/VIDc39eoIg0/s1600-h/Positive-thinking%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Positive-thinking" border="0" height="488" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DIy0EMZt7eg/T46k_Af5IHI/AAAAAAAAGso/rBYcd5ZNdPY/Positive-thinking_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="Positive-thinking" width="904" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-686251339722365961?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/today-is-big-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DIy0EMZt7eg/T46k_Af5IHI/AAAAAAAAGso/rBYcd5ZNdPY/s72-c/Positive-thinking_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-4517746340632713346</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2012 11:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-17T07:31:00.533-04:00</atom:updated><title>Too cool for you Tuesday.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-eM5fuWCEx4s/T4wDMtelYeI/AAAAAAAAGr4/BDwjJCqsiZE/s1600-h/541009_10150676673839065_573429064_9282619_31353138_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="541009_10150676673839065_573429064_9282619_31353138_n" border="0" alt="541009_10150676673839065_573429064_9282619_31353138_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-R5jnd5upbTc/T4wDNU22XrI/AAAAAAAAGsA/-OVXbnW3_zM/541009_10150676673839065_573429064_9282619_31353138_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="484" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-4517746340632713346?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/too-cool-for-you-tuesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-R5jnd5upbTc/T4wDNU22XrI/AAAAAAAAGsA/-OVXbnW3_zM/s72-c/541009_10150676673839065_573429064_9282619_31353138_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2400775048095770004</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2012 11:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-16T07:28:19.504-04:00</atom:updated><title>argh its Monday!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-AmussVHHaOY/T4wCRLm2_gI/AAAAAAAAGrI/jmKrfkLp38s/s1600-h/ahhh%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ahhh" border="0" alt="ahhh" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7r8F2Pgvh24/T4wCR9J-rvI/AAAAAAAAGrQ/MIJNZpJboS8/ahhh_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VG8SiMQFpyA/T4wCSl-25QI/AAAAAAAAGrY/7C9lzkNLmI8/s1600-h/hug%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="hug" border="0" alt="hug" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5uT_o6MawDk/T4wCTBGX0wI/AAAAAAAAGrg/bUpIYdE7uQw/hug_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-BURIc7AB7nM/T4wCT40GfbI/AAAAAAAAGro/sfdeVXEC0gQ/s1600-h/ahh2%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ahh2" border="0" alt="ahh2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-85wcKzZfrMg/T4wCUhlkCPI/AAAAAAAAGrw/yEEYMdBcL5k/ahh2_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Monday = school and a day pick up all the weekend messes. Off we go!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2400775048095770004?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/argh-its-monday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7r8F2Pgvh24/T4wCR9J-rvI/AAAAAAAAGrQ/MIJNZpJboS8/s72-c/ahhh_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-5228512113337204176</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2012 11:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-13T07:44:45.469-04:00</atom:updated><title>Good things come to those who wait.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Well, kids, my time of being unemployed might be over. I have a really good chance at this amazing job at an even better company. I’ve had three interviews, a skills test, and I will know soon whether I am the lucky one. I knew from the beginning this place was home. As soon as I walked into the company, it just felt right. It’s a bright welcoming creative space where the atmosphere just speaks to me. I really hope this is my work home. And if its not, to be honest, I will hate life for awhile. I will be crushed to put it mildly. I really want this, I really think this is the one for me. I will know early next week, until then, I will keep hoping this is it. I don’t want to get to confident or anything, so I am trying to keep myself from excitedly going on about life. But its so hard to not think of the what ifs, what we will we… Ah,trying to keep an even keel about this is so hard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-nwO1biX1qHQ/T4gRqWgDjrI/AAAAAAAAGq4/mkFXmDiorhg/s1600-h/photo23%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="photo23" border="0" alt="photo23" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-A4FHO8tUHvg/T4gRrOT3iqI/AAAAAAAAGrA/RBeyg5wkskE/photo23_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Prayers, positive mojo, etc are always welcome. Ah, this could be end of the beginning for us. We couldn’t be more ready or happy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-5228512113337204176?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/good-things-come-to-those-who-wait.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-A4FHO8tUHvg/T4gRrOT3iqI/AAAAAAAAGrA/RBeyg5wkskE/s72-c/photo23_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2346317188537127240</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2012 11:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-11T07:36:52.157-04:00</atom:updated><title>Soon I will know…</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-dVH3k4xs9J0/T4Vsz5COMqI/AAAAAAAAGqo/5ObPUaixJ7M/s1600-h/Image2%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Image2" border="0" alt="Image2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-frRope0chuc/T4Vs0ipfFBI/AAAAAAAAGqw/VdAsISLbAik/Image2_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="772" height="772" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2346317188537127240?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/soon-i-will-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-frRope0chuc/T4Vs0ipfFBI/AAAAAAAAGqw/VdAsISLbAik/s72-c/Image2_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-970747526311967171</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2012 11:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-09T07:51:50.641-04:00</atom:updated><title>Weekend recap.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Whew. What a weekend. We have been busy busy little bees around here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;- I got everything ready for K’s Easter basket. Nothing like waiting until the last minute of the night before. Mom, see the playdoh?? I bought playdoh. I HATE PLAYDOH!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-p9QF5Cpd8ns/T4LMzihNm7I/AAAAAAAAGos/kcqnZo9nPug/s1600-h/525946_10150679775679065_573429064_9291942_1413710286_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="525946_10150679775679065_573429064_9291942_1413710286_n" border="0" alt="525946_10150679775679065_573429064_9291942_1413710286_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-8HJfCktOjKY/T4LM0KDJKFI/AAAAAAAAGo0/TNd4AkoytsY/525946_10150679775679065_573429064_9291942_1413710286_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Friday&lt;/strong&gt;- We had a Trinidad Easter meal at J’s moms. Rotti, curry chicken, and potatoes. It had been awhile since we all had this so it was a great treat. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-NHXBOAiu190/T4LM1ShXQ4I/AAAAAAAAGo8/4b7024EVyvw/s1600-h/546460_10150679671689065_573429064_9291499_867038032_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="546460_10150679671689065_573429064_9291499_867038032_n" border="0" alt="546460_10150679671689065_573429064_9291499_867038032_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2FfflZpMTuA/T4LM2MfEn4I/AAAAAAAAGpE/Jv7hROloEqY/546460_10150679671689065_573429064_9291499_867038032_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-43mxw0YLGkw/T4LM2zLz6gI/AAAAAAAAGpM/KtyIoKoKgqo/s1600-h/535697_10150679654939065_573429064_9291424_1233461524_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="535697_10150679654939065_573429064_9291424_1233461524_n" border="0" alt="535697_10150679654939065_573429064_9291424_1233461524_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-f4_Vqiab6lo/T4LM3vCDd7I/AAAAAAAAGpU/Rn0ClUxxioc/535697_10150679654939065_573429064_9291424_1233461524_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Hyzf-6q67qM/T4LNPmuVpKI/AAAAAAAAGpo/0PGTY6Mo7b4/s1600-h/295184_10150679655714065_573429064_9291429_1857231508_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="295184_10150679655714065_573429064_9291429_1857231508_n" border="0" alt="295184_10150679655714065_573429064_9291429_1857231508_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-cV7LPyfPneQ/T4LNQU4NV-I/AAAAAAAAGpw/BD2Gupg2ErQ/295184_10150679655714065_573429064_9291429_1857231508_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Auntie gave K some Easter gifts (a egg dye kit, thanks girl I totally forgot about this and totally forgot we were out of eggs). We got home late but dyed eggs as soon as we got home. I mean we dyed the egg, the only egg in the house and of course everything was closed. Mother fail #1 of Easter Weekend. I suck.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-g7T0vCyiiOs/T4LNRKi1QgI/AAAAAAAAGp4/LLDCDUSK7w0/s1600-h/557464_10150679658954065_573429064_9291449_1154668503_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="557464_10150679658954065_573429064_9291449_1154668503_n" border="0" alt="557464_10150679658954065_573429064_9291449_1154668503_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-FB5lCV_paUU/T4LNR2KsuTI/AAAAAAAAGqA/iajsVPO2bLo/557464_10150679658954065_573429064_9291449_1154668503_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;- We did our little Easter celebration here at the house with K. A small egg hunt and playing with the things the bunny left for her in the basket. Mid day, J decided he needed a car part in the States, so we hightailed it up there and ended up staying at the Casino for the night. K got to swim, J got his car part and got to gamble. All were happy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rGxReBewEOQ/T4LNTLLoMKI/AAAAAAAAGqI/8-cWILZzwQE/s1600-h/photo020%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="photo020" border="0" alt="photo020" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Ya7yP-Iup8g/T4LNT1Fp9dI/AAAAAAAAGqQ/tTZ3MBhLtyA/photo020_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;- We came home and I rested. Headache had gotten me down. I caught up on laundry and rested my head while J and K enjoyed the Easter Dinner at his sister’s house. K played with the neighborhood kids and was one tired girl when she got home. She loved her dress, but apparently the shoes she said fit did not. Oops. Mother fail #2 of Easter Weekend. Shoes that don’t fit result in sore toes. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-AQl5Ij3_h2U/T4LNU3UcgYI/AAAAAAAAGqY/oOuebJURJKE/s1600-h/easter%252520dress%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="easter dress" border="0" alt="easter dress" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rWJwspsCjWA/T4LNVdSKOhI/AAAAAAAAGqg/FyX52UtBrz8/easter%252520dress_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;- K is off from school today. We are tackling WalMart with a small list and hope to find some dress shoes that actually fit. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-970747526311967171?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/weekend-recap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-8HJfCktOjKY/T4LM0KDJKFI/AAAAAAAAGo0/TNd4AkoytsY/s72-c/525946_10150679775679065_573429064_9291942_1413710286_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-3125102059144844889</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2012 12:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-07T08:30:36.707-04:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Easter</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QGLeHcI6II8/T4AyGZygicI/AAAAAAAAGoc/xr7ryakrQ2Y/s1600-h/happy-easter%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="happy-easter" border="0" alt="happy-easter" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-3JTJgGfJEbc/T4AyHPve_6I/AAAAAAAAGok/M_bxF3LXFJg/happy-easter_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; from our family to yours.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No, we did not get bunnies for K for Easter. However, I would have love to, but the man of the house quickly shot down my idea. But aren’t these guys cute? When I was kid, I always got a spring critter for Easter. I had chicks, bunnies, and even a Canadian goose. My love for animals got started early. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You can check out our family’s Easter pics on Facebook. Have a great holiday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-3125102059144844889?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/happy-easter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-3JTJgGfJEbc/T4AyHPve_6I/AAAAAAAAGok/M_bxF3LXFJg/s72-c/happy-easter_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-7793201421749810166</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2012 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-05T07:06:02.089-04:00</atom:updated><title>Could be…</title><description>&lt;p&gt;a good day or a bad depending on this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-dHdnHXHMjcs/T318lmGbYcI/AAAAAAAAGoI/HnMU6nx2bNE/s1600-h/pTRUCA1-11365274dt%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="pTRUCA1-11365274dt" border="0" alt="pTRUCA1-11365274dt" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zgcJGFq05Do/T318mObKIhI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/M3Ms40AlJKg/pTRUCA1-11365274dt_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="484" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We are off in search of the vet set. If they have it, K will be the happiest little girl and this momma’s patience will be put to the test. If they don’t, well then K will have to find something else to set her heart on, and my patience will be restored.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here’s&amp;#160; to a good Thursday find and keeping my patience.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-7793201421749810166?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/could-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zgcJGFq05Do/T318mObKIhI/AAAAAAAAGoQ/M3Ms40AlJKg/s72-c/pTRUCA1-11365274dt_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-6145599711469972526</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 12:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-03T08:32:39.000-04:00</atom:updated><title>Could we be on our way up?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-h5OyUUyD9ng/T3rt4lpltEI/AAAAAAAAGn0/Ou6vmmoQ6s8/s1600-h/Positive_Thinking_by_Cloud4ever%25255B3%25255D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Positive_Thinking_by_Cloud4ever" border="0" alt="Positive_Thinking_by_Cloud4ever" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-s9lsIOPC0Tw/T3rt5TwumLI/AAAAAAAAGn8/O94fqF3t31M/Positive_Thinking_by_Cloud4ever_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="704" height="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-6145599711469972526?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/04/could-we-be-on-our-way-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-s9lsIOPC0Tw/T3rt5TwumLI/AAAAAAAAGn8/O94fqF3t31M/s72-c/Positive_Thinking_by_Cloud4ever_thumb%25255B1%25255D.png?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-2133328087882010716</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2012 10:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-30T06:24:55.901-04:00</atom:updated><title>Photo Friday</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-EyPUVVdPWIU/T3WJ0cKYxQI/AAAAAAAAGk8/ey7JkV8Cbk4/s1600-h/540261_3680398133597_1384365413_33540501_2133699389_n%25255B20%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="540261_3680398133597_1384365413_33540501_2133699389_n" border="0" alt="540261_3680398133597_1384365413_33540501_2133699389_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-wueHmELEV8Y/T3WJ08Yn_ZI/AAAAAAAAGlE/lZFHub_TOK0/540261_3680398133597_1384365413_33540501_2133699389_n_thumb%25255B18%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jVKoDyruO1Q/T3WJ20GLu2I/AAAAAAAAGlM/MJnn_XNJe1s/s1600-h/IMG_5807%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5807" border="0" alt="IMG_5807" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RV182jGeF7U/T3WJ3eKbeeI/AAAAAAAAGlU/jgabk22OWvk/IMG_5807_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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 &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-a6uDKjiGcLU/T3WJ8OrlIlI/AAAAAAAAGl8/tIklqI5tL20/s1600-h/jumping%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="jumping" border="0" alt="jumping" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-fXuiEWJTnyM/T3WJ9Wu94kI/AAAAAAAAGmE/pszqC9TpW7E/jumping_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="344" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-2133328087882010716?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/03/photo-friday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-wueHmELEV8Y/T3WJ08Yn_ZI/AAAAAAAAGlE/lZFHub_TOK0/s72-c/540261_3680398133597_1384365413_33540501_2133699389_n_thumb%25255B18%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-3799267392147742536</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2012 11:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-27T07:41:48.801-04:00</atom:updated><title>Yep, pretty much.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-WRSdBlo4kvI/T3GneGerk1I/AAAAAAAAGkg/5AC8P6tPR0M/s1600-h/full-of-piss%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="full-of-piss" border="0" alt="full-of-piss" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8yW2dynFLI4/T3GnezSZHKI/AAAAAAAAGko/9XSBjpb4Rnk/full-of-piss_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="542" height="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-3799267392147742536?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/03/yep-pretty-much.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8yW2dynFLI4/T3GnezSZHKI/AAAAAAAAGko/9XSBjpb4Rnk/s72-c/full-of-piss_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-4251116997414426089</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2012 12:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-25T08:59:25.535-04:00</atom:updated><title>I’ve been away on another vacation.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Where have we been? Well, after K’s Spring Break, my parents (on their Spring Break) decided to come up here for a few days. We hadn’t seen them since Christmas, and probably won’t see them for a while, so they took advantage of their time off. It was a great visit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The day before they got here, we did Disney on Ice. K loved loved loved it. It was expensive with the tickets and all the extras, but seeing her face light up while watching the princess’ was well worth it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-FjFCuyiLuRs/T28WYfXtCEI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/bixHJFueqoo/s1600-h/disney%252520on%252520ice%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="disney on ice" border="0" alt="disney on ice" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-uaPnDHGOelM/T28WY8prU5I/AAAAAAAAGiY/ZOXt-zdQ6tI/disney%252520on%252520ice_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="344" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The parents came in the next day and we were ready to get the fun times started. Monday, we went to Niagara Falls, where we walked around, enjoyed the great Spring like weather, and even found a Build A Bear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-G4A3Ndwim9g/T28WZ20m-qI/AAAAAAAAGig/R1t0BwbCiV0/s1600-h/408394_10150643751464065_573429064_9173575_125007165_n%25255B7%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="408394_10150643751464065_573429064_9173575_125007165_n" border="0" alt="408394_10150643751464065_573429064_9173575_125007165_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-F3uPLHBbK_k/T28WaZ-31dI/AAAAAAAAGio/wi4RWruda6w/408394_10150643751464065_573429064_9173575_125007165_n_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-WRXzrY28OVY/T28WbXh4t0I/AAAAAAAAGiw/AQk4EVWVevU/s1600-h/393026_10150643752224065_573429064_9173579_91755089_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="393026_10150643752224065_573429064_9173579_91755089_n" border="0" alt="393026_10150643752224065_573429064_9173579_91755089_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QmuidltLKVo/T28WcL3iRXI/AAAAAAAAGi4/jrkXQfPkCQE/393026_10150643752224065_573429064_9173579_91755089_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tuesday, we hit the big city of Toronto with no real plan in sight. We ended up at the Zoo, where it the crowds were light and the sunshine was plentiful. It was a great way to experience the zoo. Normally when we go in the summer we get attacked by bees and the crowds are so bad we can’t even enjoy the animals. So glad this time was different!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-kNRbjVtOPd8/T28WdHLnv8I/AAAAAAAAGjA/wPvaAUpUlVk/s1600-h/484916_10150645615849065_573429064_9179380_993259766_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="484916_10150645615849065_573429064_9179380_993259766_n" border="0" alt="484916_10150645615849065_573429064_9179380_993259766_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-qnSuIILs4jo/T28WdxFfeYI/AAAAAAAAGjI/3S_mw__1MN4/484916_10150645615849065_573429064_9179380_993259766_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-N0QOy_y11_c/T28We09gDrI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/B3qZ7Kseu_s/s1600-h/484949_10150648661574065_1124363733_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="484949_10150648661574065_1124363733_n" border="0" alt="484949_10150648661574065_1124363733_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rClslbADz58/T28WfmyYMFI/AAAAAAAAGjY/WK4xmN9BboE/484949_10150648661574065_1124363733_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-g-lW49DuyEc/T28WgwfYgRI/AAAAAAAAGjg/f2FvdVZZyIE/s1600-h/522361_10150645617214065_573429064_9179401_193527557_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="522361_10150645617214065_573429064_9179401_193527557_n" border="0" alt="522361_10150645617214065_573429064_9179401_193527557_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ERB9cBG6gPw/T28WhiDF7fI/AAAAAAAAGjo/y7aIPfYFjQM/522361_10150645617214065_573429064_9179401_193527557_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ncEspcvLutA/T28Wip7asRI/AAAAAAAAGjw/K2Mvzp855C8/s1600-h/535448_10150648659259065_573429064_9188049_770155694_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="535448_10150648659259065_573429064_9188049_770155694_n" border="0" alt="535448_10150648659259065_573429064_9188049_770155694_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uuvHxpme7oc/T28WjqjP1vI/AAAAAAAAGj4/PVCV6i7sZLo/535448_10150648659259065_573429064_9188049_770155694_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hWkzJg8h7m8/T28WklBcqZI/AAAAAAAAGkA/gwBE_wCZHz4/s1600-h/541406_10150645613029065_573429064_9179356_656431730_n%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="541406_10150645613029065_573429064_9179356_656431730_n" border="0" alt="541406_10150645613029065_573429064_9179356_656431730_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Tt4qH1zVlHM/T28WlNqQITI/AAAAAAAAGkI/PZyVh-tR3NU/541406_10150645613029065_573429064_9179356_656431730_n_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EpA3EZJSjPU/T28WmJDYYGI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/WEeWL4Lnx18/s1600-h/552409_10150645612739065_573429064_9179355_1473442120_n%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="552409_10150645612739065_573429064_9179355_1473442120_n" border="0" alt="552409_10150645612739065_573429064_9179355_1473442120_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-HnEjfqkj_2g/T28Wmo7SJ-I/AAAAAAAAGkY/riSvanVvisk/552409_10150645612739065_573429064_9179355_1473442120_n_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;By Wednesday, we all were a little tired out. We just took it easy, did a little shopping, and just enjoyed the company. K played with her toys, we all lounged around, and it was perfect. They left on Thursday midday and got home early Friday morning. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This weekend has been filled with catching up on sleep, laundry, and basketball. Cheers to a great week ahead!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-4251116997414426089?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/03/ive-been-away-on-another-vacation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-uaPnDHGOelM/T28WY8prU5I/AAAAAAAAGiY/ZOXt-zdQ6tI/s72-c/disney%252520on%252520ice_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657683210228878019.post-852570413749427114</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-17T14:05:00.601-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">conversations with K</category><title>Oh the things they say.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;K: &amp;quot;Stop hawking on me. All you and Dad do is hawk on me. Hawk. Hawk. Hawk. Don't you guys know it gets annoying when all you do is hawk on me. It makes my day even worser.&amp;quot;&amp;#160; (After much discussion and laughter, we finally realized she meant *harp* instead of *hawk*.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me: “K, I don’t think we will get to go swimming again before we leave. We are leaving too early, and the pool won’t be open.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;K: “Oh, its okay Mom. Its not like it’s the end of the world or anything. I’ll be fine.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;K: “Mom, today we are going to play pretend life. You do what you have to do, just like in real life, but this time its pretend. You can do whatever you want and Dad can’t get mad.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;K: (looking across the street at the older kids outside) “Man, those kids are big sisters and big brothers. They are weird. What are they doing dancing like that? Stupid weird kids.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I said nothing as they were acting pretty stupid and weird, but I did let her know stupid and weird are not great words used to describe something or someone. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/657683210228878019-852570413749427114?l=kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kenleysmomma14.blogspot.com/2012/03/oh-things-they-say.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tara)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

