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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cNQX04fyp7ImA9WhRRFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:11:30.337-05:00</updated><category term="Guitar Hero" /><category term="Downtown Disney" /><category term="Griffith Park Observatory" /><category term="Papa" /><category term="mickey" /><category term="Kasey" /><category term="Erika" /><category term="disney" /><category term="Cyle" /><category term="Voting" /><category term="Family" /><category term="wedding" /><category term="Weekend" /><category term="Los Angeles" /><category term="SUNY" /><category term="shopping" /><category term="Emma" /><category term="Thanksgiving" /><category term="Laramie Project" /><category term="Keith" /><category term="House" /><category term="Danielle" /><category term="Sniffles" /><category term="airport" /><category term="Seattle" /><category term="March of Dimes" /><category term="Grandpa K." /><category term="bank" /><category term="Dee" /><category term="Kano E" /><category term="Halloween" /><category term="pumpkins" /><category term="Waitressing" /><category term="Steelers" /><category term="Luna" /><category term="March for Babies" /><category term="Kano K." /><category term="Uncle Dave" /><category term="Aimee" /><category term="work" /><category term="Aunt Colleen" /><category term="Flu Bug" /><category term="cars" /><category term="School" /><category term="Shannon" /><category term="The Great Escape" /><category term="Nana" /><category term="Katy" /><category term="Pittsburgh" /><category term="Target" /><category term="Christmas" /><category term="Sesame Street" /><category term="Flynn" /><category term="Kitten" /><category term="Birthday" /><category term="Vacation" /><category term="Mark" /><category term="BlackBerry" /><category term="Jake" /><category term="Jaramy" /><category term="bees" /><category term="Blood" /><category term="furniture" /><category term="Browns" /><category term="Meme" /><category term="Disney World" /><category term="Bruises" /><category term="Los Angeles Zoo" /><category term="trunki" /><category term="Grandma K." /><category term="mall" /><category term="Anaheim" /><category term="sick" /><category term="Easter" /><category term="Grandparents" /><category term="Movies" /><category term="Hollywood" /><category term="Sports" /><category term="Blog" /><category term="Stacy" /><category term="Jack" /><category term="Haircut" /><title>The Crazy Life of the Kane's</title><subtitle type="html">Our life is completely chaotic and we love it.  Hopefully, you'll love reading about it, too.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Kano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913460032124817289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4CfuCaw1fg/SzJu6l8lbtI/AAAAAAAABYI/CKtcMtgZJvw/S220/l_64698ee1f398f396a806c28e79d22d0c.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</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/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes" /><feedburner:info uri="thecrazylifeofthekanes" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8ERnozeCp7ImA9WhZTFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-7009401143772180427</id><published>2011-03-17T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:06:47.480-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-17T20:06:47.480-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kasey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sick" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Keith" /><title>Sickness attacks the Kanes</title><content type="html">So, this past couple of weeks we have all managed to get sick in some way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kasey came down with a cold and fever a couple of weekends ago.&amp;nbsp; Luckily (I guess), we got well over two feet of snow that night, so Kasey was able to stay home and rest.&amp;nbsp; He ended up only going to school two days that week, which has helped him bounce back.&amp;nbsp; The bad news is that we went to his doctor's for another follow-up visit for the fluid in his ears and allergies.&amp;nbsp; The doctor saw fluid, again.&amp;nbsp; This makes it six months of fluid in his ears.&amp;nbsp; In six weeks, if the fluid is still there and his allergies are still out of whack, he has to go to an ENT to potentially get tubes and he has to go to an allergist.&amp;nbsp; Here's to hoping that we can get this all under control WITHOUT tubes.&lt;br /&gt;
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On Tuesday, my dear husband called me at work to tell me that he was sick to his stomach.&amp;nbsp; I came home for lunch and Keith was acting like death had come upon him.&amp;nbsp; He managed to leave the house long enough to get Kasey.&amp;nbsp; Shortly after I walked through the door after work, he was in bed to sleep it off.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, the was all better the next morning, with the exception of a headache.&lt;br /&gt;
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As for myself, my sickness has been brewing since Friday.&amp;nbsp; I have a bit of a cold, which has stuck around a lot longer than I wanted.&amp;nbsp; My complete lack of sleep for nearly three nights hasn't improved it any.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I will catch up on sleep soon, so I can get on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope everyone else is in good health!&lt;br /&gt;
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Erika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-7009401143772180427?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/a_9QsRyVjKQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/7009401143772180427/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=7009401143772180427" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/7009401143772180427?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/7009401143772180427?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/a_9QsRyVjKQ/sickness-attacks-kanes.html" title="Sickness attacks the Kanes" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2011/03/sickness-attacks-kanes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUARnY8eyp7ImA9WhZTEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-8542025048425090504</id><published>2011-03-13T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T19:00:47.873-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-13T19:00:47.873-04:00</app:edited><title>Still Alive (for now)</title><content type="html">My husband gives me constant flack for not blogging enough, so I just wanted to let everyone that we are all still alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kasey is loving school and Keith is still unemployed.&amp;nbsp; Other than that, not much has changed.&amp;nbsp; Kasey is now addicted to Star Wars, which is driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are surprising Kasey with a trip to Disney World in June (we are telling him just before we get on the plane).&amp;nbsp; What he won't know is that we are going for Star Wars Weekend.&amp;nbsp; This may add fuel to the fire, but it will be worth it to see his eyes light up when he sees Vader.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll try to keep everyone more updated, but that is what I say every time.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Erika&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-8542025048425090504?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/SCmsGfVNP-E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/8542025048425090504/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=8542025048425090504" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8542025048425090504?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8542025048425090504?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/SCmsGfVNP-E/still-alive-for-now.html" title="Still Alive (for now)" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2011/03/still-alive-for-now.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4MQXs_eip7ImA9Wx5XGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-4642375551800313641</id><published>2010-09-18T18:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T18:13:00.542-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-18T18:13:00.542-04:00</app:edited><title>10 Year Reunion</title><content type="html">About a month ago we had our Beekmantown Class of 2000 10 year reunion.&amp;nbsp; Planning what a nightmare, but it was worth it.&amp;nbsp; Not only did we learn a lot about how to plan the next one, but we ended up having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;
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Saturday, 8/21, about 30 of us met at the Naked Turtle to have&amp;nbsp;dinner, dessert, and some crazy amounts of alcohol.&amp;nbsp; All of the food was good, until the bill came.&amp;nbsp; When I went to pay for our dinner with my debit card, the employees admitted that tey didn't know how to adjust tips, amounts, etc., and they charged my card three times!&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, I wasn't happy as it killed my available balance.&amp;nbsp; We still had a ton of fun.&amp;nbsp; Glass Onion was playing, so we stayed for a little while before heading over to Krazy Horse.&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly, I was one of the ones that made it to closing time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sunday, 8/22, we had a family picnic planned for the city beach.&amp;nbsp; This was where all hell broke loose! We woke up and it was pouring.&amp;nbsp; Dee &amp;amp; Mark realized that the beach wasn't even going to open in the crappy weather we were having, so we had to make a last minute change to Point Au Roche.&amp;nbsp; We got lucky in that the pavilions were open and we quickly nabbed one.&amp;nbsp; Not many people made it due to the weather and location change, but it was still nice to see all of those who made it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-4642375551800313641?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/wk_TFRW9Nx0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/4642375551800313641/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=4642375551800313641" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/4642375551800313641?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/4642375551800313641?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/wk_TFRW9Nx0/10-year-reunion.html" title="10 Year Reunion" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/09/10-year-reunion.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcEQXg9fSp7ImA9Wx5XF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-8938464491594834284</id><published>2010-09-17T18:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T18:20:00.665-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-17T18:20:00.665-04:00</app:edited><title>Fantasy Football</title><content type="html">Every year, I play fantasy football with the Kane family.&amp;nbsp; I never do very well, but I try like crazy!&amp;nbsp; After this years draft, I felt okay about my team.&amp;nbsp; That was, until week one rolled around.&amp;nbsp; Come to find out, I have the worlds worst quarterbacks.&amp;nbsp; GRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am still really happy to be playing and I am going to try to get my team in order.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, with a little bit of luck, I will at least make it to the playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-8938464491594834284?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/aum9OH9Mgsw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/8938464491594834284/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=8938464491594834284" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8938464491594834284?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8938464491594834284?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/aum9OH9Mgsw/fantasy-football.html" title="Fantasy Football" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/09/fantasy-football.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UGQnY7eyp7ImA9Wx5XFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-8990061661825683779</id><published>2010-09-16T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T18:13:43.803-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-16T18:13:43.803-04:00</app:edited><title>Kasey Starts School</title><content type="html">Well, Kasey has now been in school for a week, so I figured that I would post a little update. We had orientation the Thursday before school. It was very quick, but at least he was able to find his cubby, check out the bathroom and we could get a little information.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first day, I was a wreck. Kasey, on the other hand, was perfect. Keith and I dropped him off at 9:00 and he didn’t even want to say goodbye. I ran out to the car to get a potty seat for him and, when I returned, he was sitting on the floor and a little boy (Jacob) was hugging him. I went out to the car and cried for five minutes before attempting to drive home. I cried for a bit more and then I settled in a home.&lt;br /&gt;
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After getting some work done and watching a movie, 3:00 rolled around and I picked up Kasey. His teacher pulled me aside and told me that Kasey had peed in his pants and he fell off the merry-go-round, which resulted in a trip to the nurse’s office. He cried because he didn’t want me to bring him home, which made me feel awful. I bribed him with a trip to Target and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;
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We managed to run a few errands and headed to Denny &amp;amp; Linda’s for dinner. Kasey was so tired that we did an early bath and he fell asleep in the car.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thursday was his first whole day, which meant that he went to school at 7:45 and was picked up at 5:00. He was super excited to go, which made it easier for me. The only problem he had was that he was afraid of the big kids eating him at aftercare and he cried. Luckily the lady in charge of aftercare talked to Kasey and the big kids and he settled down pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
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Friday and Monday seemed to go okay, per Kasey, but I noticed that he didn’t eat much for lunch on Friday and he didn’t eat anything on Monday. Kasey’s teacher told me that he ran out of lunch crying on Monday. I talked to him a bit and he he had one good day and apparently yesterday didn't go well because he ended up eating lunch with the 3 year old classroom.&lt;br /&gt;
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The only thing I am worried about this year is sickness.&amp;nbsp; I guess that is what we&amp;nbsp;can expect&amp;nbsp;for not having him around too many kids. I guess I will just have to hope that he will be okay until January.&amp;nbsp; His allergies are already kicking up, but he will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-8990061661825683779?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/z3V9xY72gO8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/8990061661825683779/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=8990061661825683779" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8990061661825683779?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8990061661825683779?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/z3V9xY72gO8/kasey-starts-school.html" title="Kasey Starts School" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/09/kasey-starts-school.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAEQXwyfip7ImA9Wx5RGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-5705341434576288109</id><published>2010-08-27T17:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:15:00.296-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-27T17:15:00.296-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bank" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><title>KeyBank</title><content type="html">We recently decided to open a second checking account at a bank that is located closer to us. The only banks in Champlain that are also in Plattsburgh were KeyBank and Community Bank. Both of them had lovely bankers hours (without Saturday hours), so I decided we would go with KeyBank because we could sign up online.&lt;br /&gt;
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To be honest, I was really skeptical about going with them. I’ve heard some bad things, but I really hate Community Banks predecessors, so I bit the bullet. I have to admit that it was really easy to open an account through them. They did send out a letter that was a bit misleading, but when I called Customer Service about it, they quickly resolved the issue.&lt;br /&gt;
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On top of that, a real person from our local office call me to make sure that my transition was going well. Are you kidding me? A real live person! AWESOME! Last winter, when I called HSBC’s local number, someone in India answered and he ended up having to call our local branch to find out our holiday hours. I was less than thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;
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So far, I am completely thrilled with them. We are really good with our checking account, so I am not worried about the fees. Besides, if we screw up our account, we deserve to pay the fees. Luckily, I only had one payment almost go through our old account (I forgot to switch it to our new one). Luckily, I caught it in time and I made sure there was enough cash to cover it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, I paid for the dinner for our 10 year reunion with my debit card.&amp;nbsp; The guy at the Naked Turtle informed me that they authorized my card 3 times.&amp;nbsp; You know what that means, right?&amp;nbsp; My available balance was over $900 in the negative.&amp;nbsp; While KeyBank doesn't have 24 hour customer service, they were able to reverse 2 of the charges this morning.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness! &lt;br /&gt;
Other than that, life is peachy in our banking world (except that I would like more money in the account).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-5705341434576288109?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/VZF7-uXTkXE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/5705341434576288109/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=5705341434576288109" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/5705341434576288109?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/5705341434576288109?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/VZF7-uXTkXE/keybank.html" title="KeyBank" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/08/keybank.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQEQXgyfip7ImA9Wx5RGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-4893682492574979683</id><published>2010-08-26T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:15:00.696-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-26T17:15:00.696-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><title>Running Shoes</title><content type="html">Let me start this off with a disclaimer. I am not a runner. I would say I am a jogger (a walker when my asthma gets too crazy). Regardless, I want to share some running shoe love.&lt;br /&gt;
Way back in 2001, I worked at an athletic shoe store. I really didn’t know what I was getting myself into, but it was really neat learning all of the technical data about various types of shoes. &lt;br /&gt;
I quickly grew to love Saucony and Asics for running. Back then, I did still occasionally go to the gym. There is just something about how they feel that makes them leaps and bounds better than Nike, Reebok, Adidas, etc. &lt;br /&gt;
Now don’t get me wrong, I would wear just about anything for looks, but when you need to really get moving, I have to be picky.&lt;br /&gt;
So, today, I send a little love to my favorite running shoes. Thanks for nine years of pure bliss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-4893682492574979683?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/lIkDl3J0al0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/4893682492574979683/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=4893682492574979683" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/4893682492574979683?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/4893682492574979683?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/lIkDl3J0al0/running-shoes.html" title="Running Shoes" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/08/running-shoes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4EQX87eCp7ImA9Wx5RF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-88246141695205947</id><published>2010-08-25T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T17:15:00.100-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-25T17:15:00.100-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sports" /><title>LeBron/Favre</title><content type="html">I had a big huge tirade about LeBron, but I just don’t think he is worth my time. &lt;br /&gt;
Is anyone else as sick of endlessly hearing about LeBron and Favre? I mean is there really nothing else going on in sports? I would rather watch shuffleboard on ESPN than hear one more word about either of them. &lt;br /&gt;
Enough is enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-88246141695205947?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/6nTIKQL3FzE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/88246141695205947/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=88246141695205947" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/88246141695205947?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/88246141695205947?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/6nTIKQL3FzE/lebronfavre.html" title="LeBron/Favre" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/08/lebronfavre.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4CQXo_cSp7ImA9Wx5RFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-9159406045283433831</id><published>2010-08-24T16:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:16:00.449-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-24T16:16:00.449-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><title>AT&amp;T Rant</title><content type="html">I should have known what I was getting myself into with AT&amp;amp;T, but they were worse than even I could have expected. I knew that we weren’t going to have reception at our house, so when AT&amp;amp;T announced their Microcell, I was THRILLED! We caved and spent the $150 to buy it and it worked perfectly. &lt;br /&gt;
Then, I moved the desk four feet. Yes, you read it correctly. Four feet! Now, it does not work. After hours on the phone with idiot after idiot, they determined my Microcell was broken. So, I had to get a new one shipped to me. Well, it quickly arrived and I took it out of the box. Guess what? STILL DOESN’T WORK! &lt;br /&gt;
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Hours later and AT&amp;amp;T tells me that they can’t fix it and I have to call the maker of my router, my ISP, and, if that fails, another division of AT&amp;amp;T. The guy also told me that there is usually a charge of $50 to call these people, but that there wouldn’t be any problem in reimbursing the cost. &lt;br /&gt;
I called back AT&amp;amp;T and they told me that they wouldn’t waive the fee. Are you kidding me? Luckily, I yelled (literally) loud enough that they reimbursed the fee. Come to find out, after spending $50, this other division has no idea either. &lt;br /&gt;
Now I am stuck with a $150 paperweight. Anyone want to buy it??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-9159406045283433831?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/e-vynwYO9B8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/9159406045283433831/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=9159406045283433831" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/9159406045283433831?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/9159406045283433831?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/e-vynwYO9B8/at-rant.html" title="AT&amp;T Rant" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/08/at-rant.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMEQXY9eip7ImA9Wx5RE0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-4498599495516783585</id><published>2010-08-21T07:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T07:00:00.862-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-21T07:00:00.862-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><title>Ebates</title><content type="html">You all know that I am a very frugal person. Okay, I admit it, I am cheap. So with that being said, I was super happy when I was reading a fellow bloggers post about Ebates.&lt;br /&gt;
Ebates is this site that gives you cash back for online shopping. Just for signing up, you get $5 (once you make a purchase). I already used mine for an order from Target, my Disney Movie Club order, and a couple of items from eBay. All you do is go to their site and click on the store you want to shop at. The store and Ebates correspond and a few days later, you have cash in your account!&lt;br /&gt;
Also, a quick tip: Search for any store you are going to shop at online. There are a ton of options!&lt;br /&gt;
The only catch is that they only issue checks once per quarter, which doesn’t really bother me as it is kind of like found money. &lt;br /&gt;
For those of you who are members of Disney Movie Club, if you make a purchase using Ebates link, you get $11 back! Also, the Disney Store has 5% cash back right now.&lt;br /&gt;
I already have over $17 in my account and that is just from this Monday.&lt;br /&gt;
It really is free and there are a ton of stores to choose from. So before you shop online, go to: &lt;a href="http://www.ebates.com/rf.do?referrerid=Jqx1e0M7T3K7ru4BA1GkXg%3D%3D"&gt;http://www.ebates.com/rf.do?referrerid=Jqx1e0M7T3K7ru4BA1GkXg%3D%3D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-4498599495516783585?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/jGQHrHcpquc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/4498599495516783585/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=4498599495516783585" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/4498599495516783585?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/4498599495516783585?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/jGQHrHcpquc/ebates.html" title="Ebates" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/08/ebates.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4EQXw4eip7ImA9Wx5RE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-8455238979347533251</id><published>2010-08-20T17:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T17:15:00.232-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-20T17:15:00.232-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Great Escape" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kasey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shannon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cyle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Keith" /><title>Great Escape</title><content type="html">Keith and I decided to surprise Kasey with a trip to Great Escape on 8/14. We also invited Shannon and Cyle to come along. We had tickets from Spring Spin to come back for $13, so we couldn’t beat the price.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, we loaded up the trunk with a cooler and some food and off we went! Kasey kept trying to guess the whole way down, but he never guessed correctly. It was a little cramped in the car, but we made due.&lt;br /&gt;
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When we pulled in the parking lot, we told Kasey that we were there. He started to look around to figure it out and, as soon as he saw the Screaming Demon, he gasped and yelled, “THE GREAT ESCAPE.” It was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;
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Being that food is way too expensive; we had a picnic in the parking lot. Kasey actually thought it was really cool. Once we got in, we realized that it was hot and crowed. I dashed to a locker to put our swim stuff in and the rest of the crew waited for me.&lt;br /&gt;
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After a quick trip on the carousel, Kasey and I headed to the Condor. I didn’t know if he was going to like it, but I figured we’d try it anyway since Shannon, Cyle and Keith were going on the Screaming Demon. Much to my surprise, he LOVED it. He actually had Cyle bring him again as soon as we got off.&lt;br /&gt;
We went on a bunch of other rides and then we headed to the water park. That was pretty much a bust. Everything had a line a mile long and Kasey couldn’t go on the bigger rides. The wave pool and the bucket brigade were both closed for over a half an hour, so we didn’t do that. The lazy river had a super long line for tubes, so I opted to walk the river. Kasey loved getting wet, so that was really all that mattered.&lt;br /&gt;
After realizing there wasn’t much for Kasey, we let him go in the Noah’s Spray Yard. He had fun going down the big slides and finally, I bribed him with a ride on the Ferris wheel to get him out.&lt;br /&gt;
We went on one last ride and then we headed back to the parking lot for another picnic in the parking lot. &lt;br /&gt;
All in all, Kasey left with a basketball that his Uncle Cyle won, a Puss in Boots Shannon and I won and a Pikachu Keith won. I would say it was a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-8455238979347533251?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/U6M-0U5G0tY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/8455238979347533251/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=8455238979347533251" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8455238979347533251?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8455238979347533251?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/U6M-0U5G0tY/great-escape.html" title="Great Escape" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/08/great-escape.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIMQXk6fyp7ImA9WxFbF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-7280982066828494958</id><published>2010-07-10T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T10:36:20.717-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-10T10:36:20.717-04:00</app:edited><title>4th of July</title><content type="html">Every year since we bought our house, we have hosted a big, crazy 4th of July party.  We usually invite about 30-40 people and we usually end up with about 30 that show up.  This year was no exception!&lt;br /&gt;
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Keith and I were smart this year and we started preparing the week before the party.  This meant that Sunday was spent doing just a few small last minute things.  The weather cooperated with us again this year.&amp;nbsp; This is a constant fear of mine because we don't have room for everyone to fit inside.&amp;nbsp; As you can see from the picture above that's a lot of people to fit in our tiny house.&lt;br /&gt;
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Four of my little cousins, Keegan, Dylan, Ben and Josh were all at the house.&amp;nbsp; Add in Jack and Kasey and you get one hell of a water fight, which is exactly what happened.&amp;nbsp; Dee and Mark brought water balloons, which I let the boys have a blast with.&amp;nbsp; Cyle had to one-up it by going to buy a bunch of water guns.&amp;nbsp; By the end of the day, all of my flower misters and every water gun were in use.&amp;nbsp; The boys even stole my garbage can lids and storage bin lids to use as shields.&amp;nbsp; They had a ton of fun and I was happy to see them all playing so well together.&lt;br /&gt;
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The parade was pretty good (as far as parades go).&amp;nbsp; We are towards the beginning, so the boys all scored massive piles of candy and goodies.&amp;nbsp; As is par for the course, almost everyone left right after the parade.&amp;nbsp; There were a few brave souls left (Craig, Oscar, Dee, Mark, Jack, Aimee, Jaramy, Kate, Shannon, Cyle, Holden, Jim, and us).&amp;nbsp; We quickly started playing Just Dance which is this crazy dancing game Oscar brought.&amp;nbsp; It was a ton of fun and Dee busted out her cheerleading past and kicked everyone's butt.&lt;br /&gt;
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At some point in the day, I decided to bust out my birthday gift from my friend, Matt.&amp;nbsp; Now this gem is a life sized replica of Gonzo.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit that everyone was a little creeped out in the beginning.&amp;nbsp; After all, he comes in a satin lined box that kind of resembles a coffin.&amp;nbsp; He quickly became a hit though.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once it got dark, we headed over to the fireworks.&amp;nbsp; Now this is the most boring part of our celebration, but we do it anyway.&amp;nbsp; After a lackluster display, we headed back to the house to play a little Mario Cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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I  have kept track of the major events though, so here is a quick blurb on  each of them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;5/23/2010: Softball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The morning after we returned from Disney World, we  were up and out the door for our monthly softball get together.  For  some reason, there weren’t many people there, so we couldn’t play a  game, but we did have some fun doing batting practice.  As always, the  food after was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;5/27/2010: The First Gift Arrives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My friend, Matt, sent me my first birthday gift of  the year.  Matt and I go all the way back to La Roche.  He is one of  Keith’s friends and we ended up taking a few of the same classes, so we  became good friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, he sent me a gift that would be off  the wall for most people, but it was perfect for me.  He got me a life  sized replica of Gonzo.  I was shocked when I opened the box.  He is so  awesome that I am afraid to take him out of the box.  One of these days I  will and I will post the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;5/29/2010: Day Out With Thomas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Keith’s Gramma Kane was in town for about a week, so  we decided to go to Day out with Thomas on the Upper Hudson River  Railroad in North Creek.  I don’t think Kasey knew what to expect, but  he was thrilled when we got there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was cute and pretty fun.  The train ride  was only about a half an hour long, but he was on cloud nine the whole  time.  After a quick lunch and a stop at the gift shop (Kasey conned  Meme into buying him a red Thomas shirt), we made the long drive back  home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;5/31/2010: BBQ at the Deyo’s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;To continue our celebration with GGMa (Kasey calls  Great Gramma Kane this), Shannon and Cyle had a BBQ at their house for  Memorial Day.  The weather was wonderful, so we hooked up two Slip ‘N  Slides together and the little and big kids had some fun! The water  pressure got critically low, so we set up just one for Kasey to use.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;During this time, Abby was hooked up to a  lawn mower wagon.  She is so strong that she ended up pulling it all  around their lot.  We all laughed hysterically, but Kasey got the  biggest kick out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once we had a shivering little boy, we  brought him in, changed him and we dug into some really great food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Did I mention that I got my birthday  cards/gift while I was there?  My wonderful in-laws bought me a Pandora  bracelet.  The charm has by birthstone, which just happens to be a  pearl.  I just love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/1/2010: Birthday/Migraine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now here is where the fun begins.  I woke up the  morning of my birthday with a slight headache.  I went into work and we  had our normal beginning of the week meeting.  When I came out of the  meeting, I was starting to see double of everything.  I went home for  lunch and took a nap.  When I tried to return to work, my vision was  getting worse.  I went home and slept for three or so hours.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When Kasey and Keith came home, we had  hamburgers and potatoes on the grill along with some corn on the cob  (Keith insisted on still cooking me dinner).  I was able to eat, but my  headache was still pretty bad.  Keith was also coming down with a cold  and didn’t have much energy. After dinner, Kasey was begging to go to  the ice cream shop, so I drove him to get some.  When I walked into the  door, Keith had a cupcake with a candle in it.  Kasey was really happy  because he got to sing Happy Birthday again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Needless to say, I made it an early night  because I was still feeling off.  My 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; year was not off to  a good start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/2/2010: Migraine/Back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I woke up the next day and I nearly passed out  immediately.  I made it downstairs long enough to e-mail work to tell  them that I was going back to bed and to change my out of office  message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Believe it or not, I slept ALL day.  I was  in my pitch black bedroom and my head was getting happier.  By 2:30, I  was feeling a lot better, so I hopped in the shower to get ready to go  to my parents’ house for our weekly visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I was getting dressed, I bent over to  pull my pants up and I pulled a muscle in my back (pathetic, I know).   The pain was AWFUL! I had this happen last summer, too.  I remember that  I was bending down to pick up Kasey and the same thing happened.  I  just wanted to cry.  I still made it to my parents’, but I was pretty  useless.  Between the headache and my back, I was in a “lovely” mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;That night I laid down to sleep.   Unfortunately, I got stuck.  I literally couldn’t sit up and I had to  pee.  Needless to say, Keith tried to help me, but it took half an hour  to get up.  From that moment on, I slept sitting up.  I had to go to the  doctor’s the next day.  It was just too awful not to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/3/2010: Doctor’s for Back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I went into work the next morning, but I was barely  able to sit down.  I called the doctor and the nurse told me that I  should come in so they could prescribe me some muscle relaxers.  Of  course, my doctor wasn’t available, so I had to see someone else.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I got there, he told me that my back  was barely spasming, so he wasn’t giving me anything other than  ibuprofen and he ordered an x-ray.  When I went to get the x-ray, I got  stuck on the table because they made me lay down.  I felt so bad for the  girl doing to x-rays because she needed to have me lay down, but I knew  that I couldn’t get back up.  It only took me about 5 minutes to  slither off the table this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, $65 later, I left with a bottle of  prescription strength Advil and even more pain.  They did tell me that  they would call if they found anything.  They never ended up calling and  my back felt better after about a week and a half, so I cancelled my  follow-up appointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/4/2010: Anniversary/Kasey Sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This day was our 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; wedding anniversary.   We didn’t plan anything for that night because it was a Friday and my  week had already been awful.  It was a good thing that we didn’t!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Keith had been sick most of the week.  Of  course, Friday is the day that Kasey comes home sick, lethargic and  miserable.  He literally just laid on the couch all night.  He didn’t  even try to play Mario Kart with us.  Keith was still under the weather,  too, so we went to bed early and caught up on some sleep (sad, I know).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/5/2010: Anniversary Lunch &amp;amp; Movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had agreed to not do anything big for our  anniversary as we had just gone to Disney World.  Keith was trying to  get a weekend in NYC planned, but it was going to cost too much.  What  he didn’t know was that I had already made plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the morning, we dropped Kasey off at  Meme and Pap Pap’s.  I then took the keys and drove us to Koto for  lunch.  This made Keith happy as it is his favorite restaurant.  It is  one of mine, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once we placed our orders, I handed Keith  my phone and told him to pick a movie.  I thought this would be the easy  part, but he was truly torn.  I guess I should have narrowed it down  for him, but I never let him pick a movie.  In the end, he settled on  Get Him to the Greek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We enjoyed our meal and headed to Target to  waste some time.  After time finally ticked away, we were off to the  movies.  I have to say, it was pretty damn funny.  There were some parts  and characters that were a little too over the top for me, but all in  all, it was a good flick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/6/2010: Sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After  Keith and Kasey were sick, it finally hit me on Sunday. I spent the  whole day sleeping and lounging around the house.  I felt miserable.  I  did still go in to work on Monday though.  I was already too far behind  on my work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/10/2010: Furniture/Aimee’s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;On this day our furniture was finally delivered! We  had ordered it the last week in April and I was happy when it finally  got here.  I had stayed up late the night before shampooing carpets in  my empty living room so they would be wonderful when the furniture  came.  Then, I remembered that I have the worst luck in history!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;All was well on this fine day until I  realized that they weren’t coming until 2:00.  This irritated me because  I could have worked half a day and come home later, but they never  called me to give me a timeframe.  So, I sat in my nearly empty living  room and read my eReader.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally at 2:30, they showed up.  As they  pulled up, it started to pour.  This resulted in mud all over my freshly  cleaned floors and wet furniture.  I was not too thrilled.  The guys  were really nice though and they did what they could to minimize the  mud.  The new furniture looks great and it is really comfy, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once everything was in place, I headed to  my friend, Aimee’s, house.  She is a seller of vintage clothing and she  had a ton for me to go through/try on.  I was there for a couple of  hours trying on lots of lovely things.  In the end, I bought four  dresses and a skirt.  She also gave me the most wonderful jacket ever as  a birthday gift.  I went home a happy girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/12/2010: Dozer Day/Keith’s Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This day always proves to be fun with Kasey.  Every  year, the local Kiwanis puts on an event called Dozer Day.  Basically,  kids get to play in the dirt with every truck, tractor, and bulldozer  imaginable.  Kasey really loved it last year, so my father in law asked  to take him again.  I wanted to go, too, so we made the plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The only snag was that Keith had his last  certification exam that morning, so we were going to be in town REALLY  early.  So, we piled in the car at 6:45 on a Saturday morning and Keith  dropped us off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We all went to breakfast and then decided  to brave the weather and go to Dozer Day.  Of course, it started raining  the moment we pulled in.  Kasey didn’t seem to care though.  When we  walked in, Denny paid for a chance to dig for a diamond.  He let Kasey  dig and, much to Linda’s surprise, Kasey pulled out her birthstone! I  guess it made everyone happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kasey had a blast and he even got to see  his Nana there (she was volunteering).  Unfortunately, the weather made  us cut the day a little short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we returned to Denny &amp;amp; Linda’s,  Linda and I headed out to the mall.  I needed to get a new suit for a  conference that week and Linda needed some new shorts.  Once we finished  there, we picked up some pizza for a late lunch.  All in all, it was a  good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/13/2010: Cadyville Field Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another yearly tradition is the Cadyville Field Day.   Now Keith and I have both been going to the Dodds’ house every year  since we were little kids.  We just don’t remember meeting each other  until we were in high school.  So, it is always nice to go and see  everyone.  A bunch of the Seton crew is always there and Kasey loves  going in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The weather was GORGEOUS and the parade was  fun (as always).  Kasey had a blast collecting candy and he laughed his  butt off when the horse pooped right in front of us.  Once the parade  was over, Kasey made me get in the pool with him.  He does this to me  EVERY year and he freezes EVERY year (I freeze, too).  This year, he had  more fun because the guys were all jumping off the diving board.  Of  course Kasey wanted to do it, too, but I wouldn’t let him.  Instead, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Shannon&lt;/st1:place&gt; threw him into the pool.  Once he was an  ice cube, we got out and got changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got back outside, the guys were playing their annual  basketball game.  I had Kasey screaming at Keith, “Let’s go, old man!”  It was so funny.  After we ate some marvelous food, we headed to Target  (Kasey had to have Hungry, Hungry Hippos) and home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I did manage to get really sunburned on my  chest and neck.  It took nearly a week to go away and I still have awful  tan lines from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/15/2010-6/17/2010: Global Supply Chain  Management Conference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This was the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;  year for the Global Supply Chain Management Conference at SUNY  Plattsburgh.  Our company is a sponsor, so we have quite a few people  that go from our office.  I traditionally don’t ask to go to conferences  because I am the backup for two people in the office.  That means, if I  go, neither of them can go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This time, I was asked to go because  another lady in the office couldn’t go.  It was pretty neat and I was  able to meet a lot of people that I have either heard of or spoken with  on the phone, but haven’t been able to meet them in person.  I also got  to see a lot of people that I haven’t seen in quite awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I went into it not knowing what to expect,  but, in the end, it was really enjoyable.  I hope I get to go again next  year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/18/2010: Relay for Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For quite awhile now, I have wanted to volunteer at  the Relay for Life.  For a ton of bad excuses, I never have, but this  year was different.  Not only did I get extra vacation time that I could  use to volunteer, but work also gave us one paid day to volunteer.  So,  I called up Mark and his mom, Joan, and volunteered my services for the  whole day.  Much to my surprise, Aimee was also able to volunteer with  me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I arrived at 8:00 in the morning ready to  go.  With my coffee and sunscreen in hand, I was ready to work.  Joan  quickly got me started with decorating.  If you saw a balloon tied to  anything, odds are we blew it up.  I ended up losing about three layers  of skin on two of my fingers from tying balloons.  We worked in the  crazy heat until 1:30, when my blood pressure dropped and the heat  kicked my butt.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After a near fainting spell, I drank tons  of water, ate and I was happy again.  I didn’t realize what time it was  and, anyone that knows me, knows that my blood pressure doesn’t like it  when I eat.  I am one of the few people I know that has low blood  pressure, which does have some benefits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, we finished our decorating and  headed to the luminaria filling station.  This was so much fun (except  for the sand getting into my balloon wounds).  I have to admit that I  did cry once.  I tried not to read the bags because everyone’s story is  sad (to some degree).  I did happen to see one for a little boy who died  and the luminaria was from his parents.  I just lost it.  After I  regained my composure, I was a bag filling machine.  I tried to grab the  bags for everyone I know so that I knew they were done and filled  correctly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once all of the bags were filled, Aimee and  I were beat.  &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Dee&lt;/st1:place&gt; had arrived and we  watched Jason and Vanessa set up the photo booth.  After a test run in  the booth, Aimee headed home to spend some time with her parents and her  hubby.  Dee and I watched the photo booth.  This involved me staring at  people until they gave a donation and reminding frisky teenagers that  we got a CD with every picture, so they better make sure it was  appropriate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally Keith and Kasey arrived.  Keith and  I ate really quickly and we waited for Jack and Colette (&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Dee&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s Mom) to arrive.  While we were waiting,  Kasey and Dee took a turn in the photo booth.  Kasey had a blast and he  quickly jumped back in as soon as Jack arrived.  The boys had to go  twice so they could each get a sheet of photos and they turned out just  wonderfully!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Colette, Kasey, Keith, Jack and I took a  lap around the track.  We look at the luminarias and we checked out all  of the tents along the way.  When we made it back to the front, Kasey  and Jack decided it was time to shake their butts to the music.  Jason  and Vanessa got some great pictures of us having a blast.  Keith had to  leave to get the dog, but Kasey and I stayed a little longer.  I finally  convinced him to leave, just before bed time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had a blast, both volunteering and  watching everyone work together to find a cure.  I can’t wait for next  year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/19/2010: Races&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kasey is a huge racing fan, which is good with a name  like Kasey Kane.  Regardless, he always wants to go to the races to see  Papa and Uncle Craig.  This day we didn’t tell Kasey what we were doing  as the weather didn’t look very promising.  We didn’t even put his  racing shirt on until we got their, in fear that it would rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Much to our surprise, the weather held out  and we got to see a good race.  Papa and Uncle Craig were in the same  heat and it was great to watch those two fools trying to beat each  other.  Craig did really well in the feature.  He did get bumped in the  last couple of laps, so he dropped from 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; to 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.   Right as their race ended, it started to sprinkle.  As the sprinkles  changed to rain, we headed out.  It was fun and I am happy that Keith  came with us.  It doesn’t happen too often!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/20/2010: Father’s Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have to say that I think I enjoyed Father’s Day more  than anyone.  Keith and I agreed to not buy anything for Father’s Day  because we were going to watch Toy Story 3 in 3D.  Of course I had  already bought his present when I made that “promise”.  I showed it to  Kasey the night before and he nearly ruined the secret.  Luckily I sent  him to bed and the next morning he gave Keith his gift.  I was able to  find an autographed copy of Mike &amp;amp; Mike’s new book.  Keith was  shocked and thrilled.  That made me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We got ready to head to my in-laws.  We had  planned a brunch for 11:00.  When we arrived, Linda, Shannon and I  started cooking.  We had a ton of food and I ate until I was stuffed!   The moment Kasey was done eating; he asked if he could go to the movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When it was finally time to go, Keith and I  were nervous because Kasey was not so great last time I tried to bring  him to the movies.  Regardless, we bought the tickets and got in line.   The line was crazy long and Kasey waited as patiently as a 3 year old  could.  We finally were allowed in the theater and we sat Kasey in his  booster seat.  He had his Sprite and Twizzlers and he was ready! He put  on his 3D glasses and he look like such an adorable little geek.  It  made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the movie came on, he was an angel.  He  only tried to ask one question and we quickly shushed him.  He did ask  out loud at the end of the movie why that kid kept kicking his seat, but  I didn’t shush him for that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a great movie and I can’t wait for  it to come out on DVD.  Kasey has already gone to see it again with his  Meme and he will be going AGAIN this Saturday.  He just loves all of the  new characters.  I keep asking him if he is Mr. Pricklepants and he  tells me, “No, Mommy.  I’m not a pork-e-pine.”  I just love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/26/2010: Andrea’s Graduation &amp;amp; Jack’s  3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This day began, yet  again, really early.  I had to be at my parents’ house by 8:15, so we  had to be up, moving, and out the door by 7:45.  I was going to my  cousin, Andrea’s, graduation at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Franklin&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Academy&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;  and Keith and Kasey had Jack’s 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; birthday party from 11-1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, I arrived at my parents’ house and I  piled in the car.  I had the cutest dress on and some lovely wedge  slides.  I even broke out one of the vintage purses I bought in NYC this  winter.  I made sure to bring a matching umbrella because the sky  didn’t look promising.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we arrived at graduation, we were told  that they were having it outside, rain or shine.  The invitation stated  that if it rained, it would be inside.  Needless to say, there were a  lot of unhappy people.  Mom decided that we could stay dressed the way  we were.  So, we dropped off Andrea’s card to Aunt Wendy, gave our  apologies and got back in the car.  The humidity and the climb up the  stairs did not agree with my asthma and I actually had to take my  inhaler when we got to the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dad stopped at Stewart’s to get breakfast.   I decided I was pretty hungry, so I got some breakfast sandwich and  what was supposed to be French Vanilla Cappuccino.  This cappuccino was  so hot that it burnt my hand through the cup!  Let’s add that Mom’s car  doesn’t have cup holders in the back, so I was juggling the cup back and  forth while trying to eat a breakfast sandwich.  NOT FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We made it back home and Keith picked me up  for Jack’s party.  I didn’t bring a change of clothes because I was  only going to be at the party for about a half an hour, according to the  original plans.  I showed up way overdressed and I was freezing.  I  quickly grabbed a fleece from &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Dee&lt;/st1:place&gt; and  warmed up a bit.  Then the rain came.  The party moved inside and Kasey  had a blast.  He was very well behaved and didn’t try to steal Jack’s  presents before he opened them.  After he opened them is a different  story!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kasey and Jack were wrestling with Cliff,  Mark’s step dad.  They had so much fun.  All of a sudden, Kasey jumped  up and had to go to the bathroom.  As he was running, with only one Croc  on, he fell and twisted his ankle.  He went to stand up, but it hurt  and he fell again.  He had to go so bad that he started to pee his  pants.  Keith tried to get him to go in the toilet, but Kasey ended up  peeing on Keith’s face instead.  I couldn’t help but laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dee and Mark got a new cat, name Mortimer.   We put him in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Dee&lt;/st1:place&gt; &amp;amp; Mark’s  bedroom, but then he went missing.  We searched high and low in every  nook and cranny and we couldn’t find him.  Finally, we told Mark and Dee  and they found him right away.  Apparently there is a super secret  hiding spot under their bed that he goes in.  All that worry for  nothing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/27/2010: The Snake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;On Sunday, we planned on getting a lot of work done  around the house.  I got up and got ready to go paint our front steps.   As I was out there, my friend, Laurie, stopped by to chat.  Then, the  neighbor brought their dog over to play with Kasey.  During this time,  Keith and I are feverishly trying to get our work done so we can go over  to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Shannon&lt;/st1:place&gt; and Cyle’s to let Kasey use  the Slip ‘N Slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Finally, I get a coat of paint on the steps  and Keith gets his buckets filled with the rocks he had been digging up  and we all get in the car.  As soon as we got to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Shannon&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s,  Kasey wanted to get wet, so we set everything up.  We were having fun  sliding him down the Slip ‘N Slide and Cyle threw him down it.  My arms  were getting a little tired, so I went to sit on the front steps with  Keith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I was sitting on the steps, I felt  something brush up against the side of my foot.  I looked down and it  was a SNAKE!!!! I screamed, jumped up, ran to the other side of the lawn  and cried like a baby.  Keith didn’t even know what was going on at  first.  Cyle killed it and took it to the fire pit.  I guess it was  “just” a garter snake, but I don’t like any of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once Kasey was shivering AGAIN, we went  inside and played a game.  We ended up staying for dinner and then we  went home.  Kasey did puke up his dinner while we were there, but that  is starting to become a regular occurrence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;On the way home we stopped at Price Chopper  to do our grocery shopping.  Keith was impressed because I spent only  $2 more than I had planned for (which was due to Kasey wanting ice  cream) and I saved almost as much as I spent.  We went home, tucked in  Kasey and called it a night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;6/30/2010: Spanish Class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just a quick note about Keith: He started his 6 credit  Spanish class today.  It is about a month long and it seems to be  really intense. I hope he does well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;7/1/2010: Lego Harry Potter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Shannon&lt;/st1:place&gt; preordered  Keith Lego Harry Potter for his birthday, which was January 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.   It was just released this week.  Isn’t that crazy?  They kept pushing  back the date.  Well, Keith and I played it for about an hour and it is  pretty fun.  I can see lots of hours wasted playing Wii in our future.   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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;With that  being said, I will start again with our trip to Disney World.&amp;nbsp; As many of you know, Kasey has been  potty training for a long time.&amp;nbsp; One day, several months ago, Kasey all of a sudden decided it wasn’t cool to poop in your underpants.&amp;nbsp; We were elated, to say the least.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Now Pap Pap  Kane had mentioned once in passing that he would take Kasey to Disney World if he started pooping  on the potty.&amp;nbsp; Well, he never forgot the promise and called it in the second accident free day.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, Mimi &amp;amp; Pap Pap weren’t able to swing a trip to Disney World this year, so Keith and I decided to  bite the bullet and go on our own.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Yes, I  realize that it was probably not the best idea for us to do financially right now, but we had a lot to celebrate.&amp;nbsp; Afterall, it was the end of Keith’s night classes, Kasey was fully potty trained, it is nearly our 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary,  nearly my birthday, and it would be our first family vacation with just the three  of us (no other family members!).&amp;nbsp; So, I did my research and managed to get a trip that included airfare, hotel, food and a $500 gift card for a  somewhat reasonable price and we dove in.&amp;nbsp; Let me say right now, that I am glad that we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Here is a  quick outline of our trip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Saturday:&amp;nbsp; We  left early in the morning to get to the airport.&amp;nbsp; Yes, Keith was right and we did leave a little too early, but I’d rather be there early than miss the flight.&amp;nbsp; Kasey was amazing in the airport and on the plane.&amp;nbsp; He did ask to go to the bathroom three times in three hours, but once I turned  Toy Story 2 on iPod, he was an angel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We had a  great flight and hopped on our bus to Disney’s Caribbean Beach Resort fairly quickly.&amp;nbsp; Upon arrival, check-in was speedy and our room was ready to get into.&amp;nbsp; This made me happy because I wanted Kasey to be able to see the pirate theme  before he just woke up in it.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, he was THRILLED to be able to sleep in a pirate ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Next, we  quickly sorted through our backpacks and carry on and headed out to Epcot.&amp;nbsp; To be honest, Keith is not a fan of Epcot.&amp;nbsp; Personally, I really like it, but it does have some drawbacks.&amp;nbsp; When we walked in Kasey was amazed by the giant golf ball.&amp;nbsp; I stopped for a little bit to admire all of the flowers as it was the Epcot Flower and Garden Festival.&amp;nbsp; We quickly made our way to Test Track and got our FastPasses.&amp;nbsp; By this point, we were starving because  it was 3:00 and we hadn’t had lunch, so we stopped for a quick lunch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Once we had  some food, we went over to Finding Nemo.&amp;nbsp; It turned out to be one of Kasey’s favorite rides.&amp;nbsp; Then, Keith let me go to Mission Space while he and Kasey went  to search for characters.&amp;nbsp; The green line for Mission Space had no wait, so  I opted to do that.&amp;nbsp; I was really disappointed to see that the wait for Soarin was crazy long, as it was all week.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, I didn’t get to go on that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We continued  to walk around the worlds in Epcot until dinner time.&amp;nbsp; Now dinner was something to remember.&amp;nbsp; It wasn’t because of the food, but rather that Kasey got to eat dinner with Cinderella, Jasmine, Alice, Snow White, and Aurora.&amp;nbsp; He LOVED it.&amp;nbsp; He was even kissed by Alice (she left the evidence behind).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Following  dinner, we dashed over to Test Track to redeem our Fast Passes.&amp;nbsp; Kasey is a thrill junkie just like me! The faster and crazier the ride went, the more he loved it.&amp;nbsp; Once we got off, he asked when he could go again.&amp;nbsp; By the time we got out of the  ride, it was time to watch the fireworks.&amp;nbsp; As I figured, Kasey didn’t want anything to do with the fireworks and he was tired.&amp;nbsp; He actually asked  to leave.&amp;nbsp; So, we changed him into his pajamas and took him back to the hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Sunday was a  pretty relaxing day.&amp;nbsp; We actually didn’t have any meal reservations, so we got up when we wanted to and took our time.&amp;nbsp; We had a quick breakfast at the hotel and hopped on a bus for Magic  Kingdom.&amp;nbsp; The bus took quite some time because of a triathlon that was going on, but once  we got to Magic Kingdom, our day went well! There actually wasn’t any wait for most of the rides.&amp;nbsp; Kasey LOVED Splash Mountain and Thunder  Mountain.&amp;nbsp; He also became addicted to Pirates of the Caribbean.&amp;nbsp; This began the transformation of Kasey into a pirate.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Being that  the park closed early, we hopped on a bus and headed to Hollywood Studios.&amp;nbsp; We had planned on checking out Toy Story Mania, but the line was CRAZY long.&amp;nbsp; So, as it started to pour, we ate a quick dinner at Pizza Planet.&amp;nbsp; After the rain let up a bit, we headed to MuppetVision and walked around for a while.&amp;nbsp; Kasey was pretty tired, so we didn’t stay out too late.&amp;nbsp; He got is picture taken with Mater and Lightning and we headed back to the hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Monday was  when the insanity really kicked in.&amp;nbsp; Animal Kingdom was the park of choice for this day.&amp;nbsp; We got there right when it opened and we quickly made our way to the  safari.&amp;nbsp; Kasey LOVED it.&amp;nbsp; There was even a baby rhino, Lola, who was running  around like crazy right next to our vehicle.&amp;nbsp; Then, we had breakfast at Tusker House in Animal Kingdom.&amp;nbsp; Kasey was excited because he got to see Goofy, Mickey, Donald, Daisy, etc.&amp;nbsp; He just loved seeing all of the characters  so close.&amp;nbsp; Did I mention that the food was good?&amp;nbsp; Because it really was!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Once we were  stuffed, Keith and Kasey went to find characters while I shopped a bit.&amp;nbsp; I met up with Kasey and Keith just in time to get a picture of Thumper.&amp;nbsp; I had two happy boys!&amp;nbsp; After that, we headed to Dinosaur.&amp;nbsp; I had no intentions of getting on it, as I am deathly afraid of dinosaurs, but Kasey and Keith  tried to go.&amp;nbsp; The lady claimed that Kasey was too short and he was really  bummed out about it.&amp;nbsp; So, we headed to the flying dinosaur ride, which seemed  to make everything better.&amp;nbsp; Next, we went on a jungle trek to see the  tigers, as Kasey HAD to see Raja.&amp;nbsp; Then, we headed back to Tusker House for  lunch.&amp;nbsp; While there weren’t any characters, it was still a really nice little lunch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Following  lunch, it was getting really hot.&amp;nbsp; We had passes for reserved seating at Finding Nemo, but we decided against it.&amp;nbsp; Instead, we decided to go to Bug’s Life.&amp;nbsp; What a mistake! Not only did Kasey declare that he had to poop before we walked in, but  he got really scared and panicked.&amp;nbsp; Once Kasey was settled down and had gone to the bathroom, Keith and I quickly went on Everest and then we went on  the wildlife train to the back of the park.&amp;nbsp; Our reason for going back here was to find Jiminy Cricket again.&amp;nbsp; Well, that was a success, but you  will never guess what I did! I touched a SNAKE!! You all know how afraid of  them I am, but Kasey wouldn’t touch it unless I did.&amp;nbsp; Let’s just say that I will NOT be doing that again.&amp;nbsp; Kasey, however, fell in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;This pretty  much concluded our Animal Kingdom.&amp;nbsp; We had time to quickly run back to the hotel to cool down a  bit before heading to Downtown Disney to meet Tiffany, Tony, Conner and  Owen.&amp;nbsp; Tiffany and Tony are our friends that live in Florida.&amp;nbsp; Keith met  Tiffany at SUNY Plattsburgh (I think) and we have met up with them at least once each  time we have gone down since then.&amp;nbsp; Conner and Owen are their infant twin boys.&amp;nbsp; Kasey just loved them to pieces and I really did, too.&amp;nbsp; Conner was a cuddle-bug, which made me happy.&amp;nbsp; Owen was pretty tired, but he  was a trooper through it all.&amp;nbsp; Our visit was so nice that we planned on meeting up again the Saturday we were leaving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Tuesday  morning quickly came and we headed to the Grand Floridian for our breakfast with Mary Poppins,  Alice, Mad Hatter, Tigger and Pooh.&amp;nbsp; Kasey LOVED the Mad Hatter (he calls him the Mad Mad  Hatteren), but he said that he is too loud.&amp;nbsp; Once breakfast was over, we hopped on the monorail and went to Magic  Kingdom again.&amp;nbsp; Kasey made us go on the teacups and Pirates again, which I was more than  happy to do.&amp;nbsp; We also hit a lot of the rides that we had missed the first day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;For lunch, we  ate at Tony’s, which is inspired by the Lady and the Tramp.&amp;nbsp; It was really cute and the food was great.&amp;nbsp; Too bad there was just too much of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;For dinner,  we hopped over the Epcot to eat at the Garden Grill with Chip, Dale, Pluto, and Mickey.&amp;nbsp; This was pretty neat because the restaurant rotates and the food is served family style.&amp;nbsp; It was so good and we were serenaded by our waiter for our anniversary.&amp;nbsp; While it made me blush immensely, he really did do a great job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Once we were  done dinner, we went on Fast Track again.&amp;nbsp; We also made it on Maelstrom and Kasey and Keith went on Finding Nemo AGAIN.&amp;nbsp; It was a fun day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Wednesday was  our first full day at Hollywood Studios.&amp;nbsp; We had breakfast at Hollywood &amp;amp; Vine with June, Leo, Handy Manny and Jojo.&amp;nbsp; Kasey had a blast and we were the first  family through the door (we got a little card to celebrate it).&amp;nbsp; Once I paid  the bill, we hightailed it into line to get to Toy Story Mania.&amp;nbsp; As soon as the park opened, Disney employees guided us to the ride.&amp;nbsp; I snuck into  the FastPass line and Kasey and Keith quickly got into line.&amp;nbsp; It worked perfectly!&amp;nbsp; We went right on the ride and then we had time to do the Backlot Tour.&amp;nbsp; Once the tour was over, it was time for our FastPass to  go back on Toy Story Mania.&amp;nbsp; When I got over there, there were still FastPasses available, so I got another round of them.&amp;nbsp; We grabbed a  quick lunch and we were able to make it to the Lights Motor Action show, which  Kasey and I really like.&amp;nbsp; We also went on Star Tours.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Because it  was so hot, we headed back to the hotel a little early and ate dinner there.&amp;nbsp; Much to my dismay, Kasey puked on the table at dinner, but he felt better after. &amp;nbsp;I think he was eating too fast and it made his stomach hurt. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, we then headed to the awesome pool at the hotel for about an hour or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Thursday was  another Magic Kingdom day and it all started with breakfast at the Crystal Palace with Pooh, Tigger, Pigglet, and Eyeore. &amp;nbsp;This place holds a special spot in my heart because this is where we celebrated Kasey’s 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;  birthday. &amp;nbsp;I remember that his speech was really awful, but all we could hear to  the car was “Igger, Igger, Igger” being softly chanted by a tired little boy. &amp;nbsp;Well, this visit didn’t fail to impress either.&amp;nbsp; Kasey was in his glory and he ate really well. &amp;nbsp;We were able to go on Pirates AGAIN and the teacups AGAIN and Buzz Lightyear AGAIN (are you  catching a drift yet?). &amp;nbsp;We were able to go see Tinkerbell right when it opened, which was really nice and Kasey got to drive in the racecars, which he  loved. &amp;nbsp;It was another hot and humid day, so we ended our Magic Kingdom visits with the train ride. &amp;nbsp;Kasey actually fell asleep not long after  we got off the train, so we headed back to the hotel. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Kasey slept  almost the whole way to the hotel and then he was up and ready to go again. &amp;nbsp;So, we went back to Downtown Disney to do some shopping.&amp;nbsp; It was a pretty successful trip  and we bought most of what we were looking for, which was nice. &amp;nbsp;We then headed back to the hotel to prepare for our last day at the parks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Friday was  CHOAS!!&amp;nbsp; We had breakfast at the Polynesian with Lilo, Stitch, Mickey, etc.&amp;nbsp; It was really nice  and, I think, one of the best meals we had.&amp;nbsp; Our waitress even gave us two cupcakes for our anniversary.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;We quickly  headed over to Hollywood Studios and that is where the madness began. &amp;nbsp;Did I mention that Friday was the first day of Star Wars Weekends? &amp;nbsp;Oh yeah, INSANITY!!&amp;nbsp; I managed to lose Kasey and Keith 30 feet from the entrance, so I knew it  was going to be nuts. &amp;nbsp;We dashed to the back of the park to see what Star  Wars characters were out. &amp;nbsp;On our way, we were able to pick up one last FastPass for Toy Story Mania. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Keith and  Kasey were excited to see the Star Wars characters, while I could have cared less.&amp;nbsp; All Kasey was talking about was Darth Vader and Boba Fett. &amp;nbsp;Keith went really crazy in the Star Wars store and me, being the good wife; I waited in line for  nearly an hour to pay for it all. &amp;nbsp;While I was impatiently waiting, Keith and  Kasey were getting autographs from the Power Rangers. &amp;nbsp;Keith was happy about this because, I guess; Power Rangers were sold and are no longer Disney,  so they will be leaving the park. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, we grabbed lunch at the Sci-Fi Dine In and then we headed over to get the rest of the Power Rangers autographs. &amp;nbsp;I waited in one line while Keith held a place in another.  &amp;nbsp;After, we headed Beauty and the Beast. &amp;nbsp;Kasey really enjoyed the show, but he  was more excited to go on Toy Story Mania again.&amp;nbsp; So we finished out our  trip with one of Kasey’s favorite rides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Finally, we  headed back to our hotel and ordered in pizza, again.&amp;nbsp; Then, we just hung out and watch Pirate Kasey fight with the skull &amp;amp; crossbones curtain between our room and  sinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Saturday  morning came all too quickly. &amp;nbsp;I woke up pretty early to get everything all packed.&amp;nbsp; We ran to get a  quick breakfast and Kasey bought a pirate set (hook, sword, eye patch, etc.).  &amp;nbsp;Then we went back to our room to wait for the Gisondis. &amp;nbsp;Keith called to get our luggage picked up and Tiffany, Tony, the boys and Michael (Tony’s brother) arrived.&amp;nbsp; We all got changed and headed to the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Rather than  going to the big pool, we opted to stay at the smaller pool right in our village. &amp;nbsp;It was a great idea! The water was the perfect temperature and there weren’t many people. &amp;nbsp;There were a couple of ducks that were swimming in the pool  with us, which I thought was neat (until they started fornicating in the  pool). &amp;nbsp;After an hour or so, we dragged Kasey out and got changed. &amp;nbsp;We made the hike down to have a quick lunch. &amp;nbsp;Tiffany and Tony forgot the boys’ formula in the car, so they were really unhappy and Kasey was crying  because his stomach hurt again (guess what happened later??), so we parted ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Both Keith  and I tried to get Kasey to puke in the bathroom, but he wasn’t having it. &amp;nbsp;So, we got on the bus for the Customs house and, guess what? My dear son puked on a packed bus.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, I was not happy about the mess I had to clean up.  &amp;nbsp;I changed Kasey and asked for our bags to be brought out to us. &amp;nbsp;I quickly grabbed extra clothes, just in case, as Kasey was still complaining that  his stomach hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The bus to  the airport was very delayed, but luckily we had plenty of time.&amp;nbsp; When we got to the airport, I  quickly got us checked in and we flew through security. &amp;nbsp;Kasey wanted McDonald’s for dinner, so we let him eat a little bit. &amp;nbsp;His stomach still wasn’t quite up to par, so we limited his food intake. &amp;nbsp;Then, we headed over to our gate and Kasey met this adorable little girl that was on our flight.  &amp;nbsp;They played for a little while, until she got in trouble. &amp;nbsp;They lived in  Stowe, so I chatted for a bit with her parents. &amp;nbsp;They were really nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Finally, we  got on the plane. &amp;nbsp;Kasey ate a ton of chips, Twizzlers, jelly beans, etc. &amp;nbsp;He told me that he was feeling much better.&amp;nbsp; I turned on Toy Story on the iPod and he watched  it all the way home. &amp;nbsp;Much to his surprise, his MiMi and Aunt Shannon were waiting for us when we landed. &amp;nbsp;Kasey was chattering nonstop about everything we did.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Once we got  our luggage and made it to the car, Kasey quickly fell asleep. &amp;nbsp;We made it home in one piece by  about 10:30.&amp;nbsp; We quickly unpacked a few things and headed to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-345297905665972830?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/vKI07d4UNgc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/345297905665972830/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=345297905665972830" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/345297905665972830?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/345297905665972830?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/vKI07d4UNgc/disney-world-2010-sorry-no-pictures.html" title="Disney World 2010 (Sorry, no pictures)" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/06/disney-world-2010-sorry-no-pictures.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEFQHs6eCp7ImA9WxFQGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-2077002959062057072</id><published>2010-05-14T12:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T12:13:31.510-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-14T12:13:31.510-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="School" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Erika" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kasey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Keith" /><title>Returning Soon</title><content type="html">Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that this blog (as well as my other one for those who follow it) has been left untouched for quite awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog should be up and running again soon. I have been in grad school while also working a full-time job, and Erika has been left to take care of the house and our son (while also working a full-time job). So, the blogging has taken a backseat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished grad school last night - and we are off on vacation tomorrow. So, after we return we will blog about our adventures. And hopefully remain somewhat more constant in the blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part this will be where Erika blogs about our family, but I will chime in every now and then as well, especially if she has been too busy to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until next time. You stay classy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-2077002959062057072?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/ZCdIOiFrEKA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/2077002959062057072/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=2077002959062057072" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/2077002959062057072?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/2077002959062057072?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/ZCdIOiFrEKA/returning-soon.html" title="Returning Soon" /><author><name>Kano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913460032124817289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4CfuCaw1fg/SzJu6l8lbtI/AAAAAAAABYI/CKtcMtgZJvw/S220/l_64698ee1f398f396a806c28e79d22d0c.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2010/05/returning-soon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4EQHc9fip7ImA9WxNSFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-455838627274383003</id><published>2009-08-28T11:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:38:21.966-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-28T11:38:21.966-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="School" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wedding" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jaramy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Erika" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pittsburgh" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kasey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shannon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cyle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aimee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Keith" /><title>Anyone Still Out There?</title><content type="html">So, it has been about 24 years since Erika has posted anything on here. I felt the need to jump on here and at least update you on our happenings over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to keep each part as short as possible, but I also tend to ramble on, so either way this might be a a long posting - we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it all has to start with my sister's wedding in July. She was married on July 11 and pretty much all of my family was able to make it up for the wedding, which was nice. Erika, Kasey and myself were all members of the wedding party - so we felt even more involved. Well, Erika was much more involved than I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turned out I had to go to a science class on the day of the wedding. And, luckily, I was finished in enough time to get to my parents house to get showered and dressed, then head up to the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went off without a hitch, and I think everyone had a great time. She married a wonderful guy who seems to treat her well, while also calling her out (which she sometimes needs). Although he is a Patriots fan - I guess everyone can't be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend before, I went over to Burlington with many of Cyle's friends for his bachelor party. I am not much of a drinker anymore - and I guess you could say I have matured (who knew?) over the years, because I really didn't fit in with the guys much. But, Cyle had a good time and that is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other HUGE news was that I finally was able to finish all of my undergraduate classes this summer and was able to get the grades needed to start my grad school work. I was very worried with the above mentioned science course - but I busted my butt and landed a B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my grad school classes on Monday and it seems like for the most part it is going to be fun, but also looks to be a lot more work. So, I might be spending all of my free time doing school work for the good part of a year. Looking forward to getting through all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my final summer class finished, the family and I had about a week and a half before my grad school classes began - so we took a trip to Pittsburgh to visit my family, eat a lot and do some site seeing. Kasey was of course the hit of the week as everyone continues to fall in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were pretty much the three main things that we did this summer. Hopefully Erika has the time to post in the near future - she has done a little bit more this summer than I have, with all of the planning of things she has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best as well to post some updates of my grad school classes and what I am going through, if anyone is interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three things we are looking forward to that are coming up in the next few months are Aimee and Jaramy's wedding, Kasey's 3rd birthday party, and getting new siding on our house (which I am very excited for). Hopefully we will update you on all of those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-455838627274383003?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/0rjoIpYMZ6s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/455838627274383003/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=455838627274383003" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/455838627274383003?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/455838627274383003?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/0rjoIpYMZ6s/anyone-still-out-there.html" title="Anyone Still Out There?" /><author><name>Kano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913460032124817289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4CfuCaw1fg/SzJu6l8lbtI/AAAAAAAABYI/CKtcMtgZJvw/S220/l_64698ee1f398f396a806c28e79d22d0c.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/08/anyone-still-out-there.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUANQ3w7eip7ImA9WxJWEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-5729958380908219472</id><published>2009-06-17T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:43:12.202-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-17T15:43:12.202-04:00</app:edited><title>Yesterday's Chaos</title><content type="html">We’ve been so busy lately that it is just impossible to blog about everything.  I’ll try to be better at it, but I can’t make any promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was utterly chaotic and wonderful all at once.  I took the whole day off to get some much needed errands done.  First thing in the morning I had a burning appointment.  Oh wait, I meant tanning.  Anyway, I got done there around 8:45 and I headed home to work on Shannon’s bridal shower favors.  Sadly, I only got about half of them done before I had to leave at 10:30 to run errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got to Plattsburgh, I dashed around like a crazy woman trying to get as much done as possible without Kasey in tow.  Don’t get me wrong, I love taking him with me, but not when I have a million places to go to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a quick lunch I picked Kasey up at his Meme &amp;amp; Papa’s for his play date with Gage (Barbie’s little guy).  When I got there, Kasey was sitting on the potty, where he had been for almost a half an hour.  Needless to say, potty training is a bit of a challenge.  He didn’t pee and decided he was ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We me Barbie &amp;amp; Gage at the Beekmantown Town Hall, but the playground was PACKED.  So, we tried the school, which I forgot was still in session.  Finally we went to the little rec park behind the West Chazy Fire Sation.  There were a few swings, a slide, and a spinny thing.  The boys liked it just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to my surprise, Kasey was pretty wonderful with Gage and vice versus. They took turns on the slide and Kasey was a little scared of Gage (as he is with all kids), but by the end of it all, they were playing in the dirt together.  With the exception of Kasey peeing in Barbie’s shirt, it was a great time.  Kasey played model for Barbie, since he loves posing to get his pictures taken.  I even got to swing with Gage in my lap, which was so sweet.  He is such a great kid and Barbie is a great mom.  I can’t wait for our next play date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Gage’s therapist showed up, Kasey and I headed out for my doctor’s appointment.  This was when all hell broke loose.  I intentionally didn’t let Kasey play with his little tractors all day so that he would be more excited to play with them at the doctor’s office.  This worked for the most part.  He did act up quite a bit though.  First of all, he only has one volume, LOUD.  He finally started to get the point that he was supposed to whisper when he realize he had to go poop.  This is when everything goes downhill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided he wanted to go poop in the “little potty” which is a training potty we bring with us everywhere.  Usually, I have Keith’s SUV and he just sits in the back and we deal with whatever may (or may not) come out.  Well, this isn’t really possible in a car, which Kasey didn’t realize.  So he threw a fit and I made him sit on the potty in the middle of the parking lot.  After about 30 seconds, he wanted to go back inside to go on the big potty.  Needless to say, that didn’t work either and he was pissed at me.  We needed to go back into the waiting room and he started to really melt down.  He was sassy, loud, and just plain rude.  The ladies there were laughing, but I felt bad.  Finally, he calmed down and the nurse came to get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he was good with the whole waiting for me to get my pulse taken and weighing in, but once we were in the room waiting for the doctor, he started to unravel again.  He managed to poop in the 5 minutes between the nurse leaving and the doctor showing up, which meant a changing at light speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the doctor came in, we were trying to talk about weaning me off a medication I am on and Kasey kept interrupting with, “Man, what are you doing?” “Man, play tractors with me.”  Now my doctor isn’t the most personable guy, so you can just imagine the look on his face.  Needless to say, he didn’t smile the while time.  It actually kind of made me laugh.  As we were walking out I let Kasey carry the clipboard and he only hit me with it once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this drama, we headed to the mall to pick up a couple of movies and a book.  We met Keith there and Kasey was suddenly a gem.  He just loves his daddy.  He did say “Keith, leave me alone” once, but other than that he was good.  We let him have some Auntie Anne’s lemonade and a pretzel and, of course, he bought two new Matchbox cars at Target (a tradition whenever we go to the mall). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5:30, Kasey and I headed to my parents’ house to fix my car and Keith went to the movies (he had free tickets).  Kasey didn’t eat anything for dinner, even though my parents made him chicken nuggets, fries, and peanut butter and jelly.  My dad got mad and told Kasey that he couldn’t help my dad and I work on the car.  After a fit of tears, my mom managed to get him to eat green beans and half an apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, my dad and I took off my old brakes to bring them back to Autozone (they have a lifetime warranty).  What cracks me up about my dad is that he thinks I haven’t learned anything from watching him in the garage my whole life.  Much to his surprise, I took my wheel off and even had a general idea of how to put my brakes back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Autozone to get my new brakes and my stuff for my oil change and we went to get ice cream.  Every week since the Tastee Freeze has opened, my dad has brought Kasey there for an ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got back, we got to work putting my car back together.  I put my wheels back on my car, but I made Dad tighten them a little more because I can never tell if they are tight enough when we use the impact wrench.  Dad changed my oil and we headed into his racecar trailer to put in a new winch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, my mom was trying to entertain Kasey, but all he wants to do is help us.  So, we threw him in the racecar and gave him a wrench.  He checked the bolts on the steering wheel to make sure they were tight (they don’t move to begin with).  After I was a totally greasy and dirt covered mess, Dad fix my defrosters and we were on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun spending the day with my peanut, but man did it ever tire me out.  I appreciate my mother-in-law so much because I know she does this all day every day.  I look forward to having another day just like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-5729958380908219472?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/s_naoXxV9vs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/5729958380908219472/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=5729958380908219472" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/5729958380908219472?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/5729958380908219472?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/s_naoXxV9vs/yesterdays-chaos.html" title="Yesterday's Chaos" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterdays-chaos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcMRX8_fyp7ImA9WxJTGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-432283866400337313</id><published>2009-04-27T10:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:21:24.147-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-27T10:21:24.147-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="March of Dimes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dee" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mark" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nana" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="March for Babies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kasey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jack" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Keith" /><title>March for Babies</title><content type="html">I know that I have sort of let my wife take over this site, but we had a pretty meaningful day here at home which I thought I should post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erika, as you have read, is on the West Coast soaking up the sun in California. So, unfortunately, she was unable to walk with us in in our annual March for Babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year our family takes part in this wonderful cause for the March of Dimes, which is an organization that helps with premature births and birth defects. We have been taking part now for about five years - mostly due to the fact that my cousin, Ashleigh, and Erika's cousin, Kaitlyn, were both born extremely early - and both are living amazingly healthy lives as we speak. March of Dimes deserves a lot of the credit for this with the help that they have been able to provide to families, as well as research to doctors to help raise the percentage of life after premature birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2006, we welcomed our first child, Kasey, into the world - and he came a little over two months early. He stayed in the NICU at Fletcher Allen in Burlington for a few weeks until he was able to move to CVPH for the remainder of his month's stay in the hospital for his transition stage so that he could come home. Two and a half years later we have a healthy and very active toddler running around our house - and we are truly blessed by the help and support the March of Dimes and all of the doctors and nurses were able to give our family, especially Kasey, during his time in the NICU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, despite already walking for this amazing organization, we have yet another reason to walk - our amazing son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We raised a good amount of money again this year, and I want to thank everyone who donated you are great people, but I think we came a little short as to our overall goal - but in the end every cent you can raise is able to help out a family in need - and hopefully wipe out premature birth and birth defects in the very near future forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up to the OVAL in Plattsburgh very early on Sunday by my wife's orders and collected our t-shirts and tote bag which we were given thanks to our donations. Kasey and Nana (Erika's mother) met us there a little bit later, and Mark, Danielle and Jack also came out to walk with us and keep us company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was an absolutley gorgeous day that appeared to almost reach the 90s, so it was only fitting that the walk the very next day would be about 40 degrees with a bit of a wind. Oh well! Once we started walking we began to warm up, and the walk was very nice. It was also nice to get to spend some time with the Brown family - we have all been living some pretty hectic lives as of late and have sort of been absent from each other. But, I hope that changes and we get to see them a little bit more often soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the cold weather, the day was spectacular and it appears our small North Country group raised a ton of money for the March of Dimes - which is the main reason we were there. I am hoping and praying that our next child is born on or very near his/her due date, but it is always great to know that if something unexpected happens the March of Dimes will always be there to support us in any way we need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-432283866400337313?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/eQ-SSE_xIS4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/432283866400337313/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=432283866400337313" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/432283866400337313?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/432283866400337313?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/eQ-SSE_xIS4/march-for-babies.html" title="March for Babies" /><author><name>Kano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06913460032124817289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M4CfuCaw1fg/SzJu6l8lbtI/AAAAAAAABYI/CKtcMtgZJvw/S220/l_64698ee1f398f396a806c28e79d22d0c.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/04/march-for-babies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIBQXgzeSp7ImA9WxJTGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-6150600032840465365</id><published>2009-04-26T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:49:10.681-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-26T22:49:10.681-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anaheim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Griffith Park Observatory" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Downtown Disney" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Los Angeles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Los Angeles Zoo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hollywood" /><title>Los Angeles (so far)</title><content type="html">As in my previous blog, my day on Saturday started at 2:00 am.  I was on the road by 2:45 and I was in Burlington by 4:00.  The one thing I never remember, though, is that TSA doesn’t open until 4:30, so I sat on the floor waiting for security to open up.  My flight left right on time (6:00) and the flight was pretty nice.  I managed to take a short nap.  I woke up just a bit before JFK and the other guy in my row started talking to me.  Normally, I hate talking to people on the plane, but he was really nice and I had just woken up from a nap, so I dealt with it.  He asked me to take a few pictures, including one of Statue of Liberty for him.  Of course, I obliged.  We had to circle around JFK twice because the navigational equipment wasn’t turned on in JFK yet, but other than that, everything was seamless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flight from JFK to Long Beach was quite uneventful, which made me happy.  It took about 6 hours and I slept for about 1.5 of it.  I know, I know…  Once we landed, I realized how weird that airport is.  90% of it is outside.  It reminds me of the old Burlington setup.  You get off the plane outside, you walk outside to the terminal, you go back outside and you get your luggage outside.  Odd.  Anyway, I headed to Hertz to pick up my rental car and there was a long line.  An hour later, my compact car somehow became a Rav4, which I didn’t mind, and I was off to LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the one thing I hate about LA is the traffic.  It took me 1.5 hours for a trip that should have only taken about 20 minutes.  AHHH!!!  I was tired, I had a headache and I just wanted to lie down.  Finally, I made it to the Crowne Plaza at LAX. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After navigating the parking garage, I went inside just to find out that they stick to the 3:00 check in time like it’s the Bible.  So, I had to sit around for 45 minutes until a room was ready.  Once I got my room key I had all I could to not run to my room.  I was thrilled to find out that my room is in the quiet zone, which means no loud noises from the hotel staff or neighbors.  They actually ban kids from this floor (he he).  I loved it!!  That was, until I realized that the bastards gave me a room on the side facing the airport.  AHHHHHHHH!!! Did I mention that LAX is a 24 hour a day airport?  Yup! Planes taking off and landing all day and night.  Luckily, I was able to turn on the A/C unit and it drowned out the noise.  My room isn’t the cleanest, but that’s why I bring Lysol wipes anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn’t take me long to realize that I wasn’t going anywhere for the night.  I had a migraine, so I went down to the gift shop to buy a $9 mini bottle of Tylenol.  Once that kicked in, I ordered a $35 room service dinner and I ate dinner in bed.  By 9:00, I was in la la land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5:30, which is 8:30 east coast time.  I had no idea what I was going to do today, with the exception of going to Downtown Dinsey in Ananheim to get Kasey a couple of replacement Tiggers (he loves his one from Disney World and I am scared to death that he is going to lose it and panic).  Anyway, so I turned on the local entertainment channel and they were talking about neat things to do in LA.  One thing that jumped out at me was the Los Angeles Zoo.  How could I forget that there was a zoo here?  I knew I wanted to do that, so I mapped it out.  It was only going to take me about 15 minutes, so that was a go.  I also promised Keith that I would try to find the Scrubs set to take a picture for him.  Finally, I wanted to see the Hollywood sign and I found out that you could see it from Griffith Park Observatory.  Add that to the list!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after a blueberry muffin and a cappuccino, I was on the road by 8:30.  First up, the Scrubs set.  The address didn’t actually exist in my Garmin, so I just picked the closest address.  Unfortunately, I had to do a couple of U turns before I could get in the right area.  I parked the car and walked about three blocks and there it was.  This place looked like crap.  It was an old rundown hospital, but there wasn’t any doubting that it was the right building.  Though there weren’t any building numbers on it, it was the only hospital in the area.  So, I took a picture, sent it to Keith and hiked back to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next destination: Los Angeles Zoo:  I got the zoo around 9:40 and it doesn’t open until 10:00.  Regardless, I got in line behind about 40 people and I quickly realized that I was the only person there that wasn’t Hispanic.  I had to laugh.  Once the zoo opened, I charged like a rhino.  :) I forgot just how big zoos are.  It took me about 2 hours to see everything and to take a bunch of pictures.  I bought Kasey this cute alligator shirt and a toy alligator to go with it.  Oh yeah, this zoo has 6 giraffes and 3 of them are babies.  I was wondering about that until I was something I’ve never seen before.  That’s right, two giraffes mating.  I now understand why there are so many babies…  I think I’m scarred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: Griffith Park Observatory/Hollywood Sign:  Now Griffith Park Observatory is only 5 miles from the zoo, so I figured it would be a quick in out and done trip.  Boy was I wrong!! Luckily, I had done my research and I knew that there was very little parking and everyone and their brother likes to come here.  So, on my way up this massive hill, I found some parking on the street and I quickly took it.  I was sure to leave plenty of room between the car in front of me and I headed out.  Now the walk up this hill was hell and I had on flip flops.  Granted it wasn’t my brightest move, but there were so many dumb broads dressed to the nines with 4 in stiletto heels on.  HELLO?!  So, I made it to the top of the hill and there it was: the Hollywood sign.  I think my mouth may have dropped open.  I took some pictures and I kept going to the observatory.  Now I’m sure all of you have see this building before (I think it was in one of the Charlie’s Angels movies), but it nonetheless, it is beautiful.  I walked around a little bit, took some pictures and headed back down the hill.  I finally found my car and I hopped in.  Once I got it started, I put it in reverse and apparently the car behind me wasn’t as nice as I was and I bumped into it.  That’s right, I hit a car.  Luckily it didn’t do any damage to either cars, as far as I can tell.  You see, my car has a lot of previous scratches and dings, so they all blend in (lucky for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally: Downtown Disney, Anaheim, CA:  My last stop for the day was Downtown Disney.  As I said before, my entire purpose was to go there to get replacement Tiggers.  I can’t bear the thought of Kasey not having a Tigger.  It took me about an hour to get there and the parking lot was a long way away, so, yet again, more walking.  I walked in and I headed into the ESPN store to see what they have that’s new.  I didn’t see anything I couldn’t live without, but they did have a new basketball t-shirt for Keith, so that was purchase #1.  As for the rest of the shopping, I was pretty good.  I bought 2 Tiggers for Kasey, 3 lollipops for Kasey, a shot glass for me (they call it a toothpick holder), a pin for each of us (we collect Disney pins), a tie-dye t-shirt for Kasey from Rainforest Café, and a cute frog fork &amp;amp; spoon set for Kasey from Rainforest Café.  See?  I was a good girl.  By the end though, my feet were killing me, so I headed to ESPNzone for dinner.  Now this is a place any sports lover should go to at least one (kind of like a pilgrimage).  I walked in and stated that I wanted a table for one in the restaurant.  The hostess asked me if I wanted a table or a recliner.  I was stunned.  Out of fear, I said a table.  She brought me in and all of a sudden, I understood.  There was a whole front row of recliners in front of 12 televisions and one giant screen.  What was I thinking??? I should have gone with the recliner.  Anyway, after a great dinner, I headed back out to the car.  About 40 minutes later, I was back at the hotel.  I headed upstairs, called Keith and headed to the gym.  Now, I am sitting here whining about my sunburn and dreading work tomorrow.  Let’s see what comes from the rest of the week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-6150600032840465365?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/lXzt2N7-EtU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/6150600032840465365/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=6150600032840465365" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/6150600032840465365?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/6150600032840465365?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/lXzt2N7-EtU/los-angeles-so-far.html" title="Los Angeles (so far)" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/04/los-angeles-so-far.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMNQn48eSp7ImA9WxJTGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-5949567603787387397</id><published>2009-04-26T22:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:48:13.071-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-26T22:48:13.071-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Grandparents" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kasey" /><title>Visits with Family</title><content type="html">For blog two, I am going to go over our journeys last Thursday and Friday.  You see, Meme, Papa, and Aunt Shannon all went to Pittsburgh for Aunt Shannon’s bridal shower.  This meant Mommy stayed home with Kasey on Thursday and Friday so that Daddy only had to take off Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don’t get me wrong, I LOVE spending time with my kid, but it is exhausting.  To add to it, I had to get ready for my trip to Los Angeles (blog 3).  Thursday wasn’t too bad.  The plans WERE pretty simple.  I had two conference calls I had to call in for and I had to be in Plattsburgh sometime after 2:00 to visit with Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Reyell.  No prob, right?  HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first conference call was at 11:30, so Kasey ate lunch a little early and I sent him upstairs for a nap.  Around 12:45, I was done the conference call and I heard Kasey trying to get out of his room.  Now this is against all of the rules, so I went upstairs to tell him to get his butt in bed.  Well, I opened the door and his room was trashed and he had pooped.  Great… Did I mention that my next call was at 1:00?  Yeah.  So everything was cleaned up and the little terror was back downstairs.  I dialed in for my call, but I wasn’t able to say anything because Kasey was being REALLY loud.  Oh well.  By 1:30 everything was done and I was packing Kasey up to go to Plattsburgh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasey and I ran a bunch of errands in Plattsburgh and headed to my grandparents’ around 4:00.  Well, they weren’t home.  I had told them at Easter that I would be there after 2:00 and they were MIA.  Oh well, I figured that we would just go to my parents’ house and hang out there.  So, back in the car we went and I got to my parents’ just to realize that I took the key for their house out of my purse during my packing spree earlier in the day.  No prob! I would just get the spare key.  Well, guess what?  That was missing, too.  So, Kasey and I had to play outside for 45 minutes until Daddy showed up.  Too bad Kasey was dirty and soaked by the time Keith showed up.  So, we cleaned up, ate a great dinner and headed for ice cream.  Later that night I talked to my Grandpa Reyell and he said that they thought Kasey and I were coming up for lunch.  So, he asked me to come up on Friday instead.  I hadn’t really planned on driving all the way back to Beekmantown again, but I love them both dearly, so I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was sheer hell.  I got up around 7:15 and got in the shower ASAP.  Kasey and I headed to my work to pick up a few things I needed for my trip.  While we were there, Kasey scored a Nutrigrain bar and a peanut butter cup.  He was so happy to see everyone.  He chattered about it all the way to my Grandparents Garrant’s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to Grandma and Grandpa Garrant’s, Kasey was even more excited.  You see, Great Papa had the motorcycle out.  Needless to say, Kasey didn’t even want to go inside.  Great Papa let Kasey sit on the bike and even took him for a little ride around the yard.  They both looked like they were having a blast.  Once we pried him off the motorcycle, Kasey ran and called “PAPA!”  Of course Grandpa followed him and let Kasey do whatever he wanted.  Finally we went inside and Kasey promptly trashed the place.  Around 11:30 we headed out to have lunch with my other grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;At about 11:45, Kasey and I showed up and Grandma and Grandpa Reyell’s house.  Kasey took off for the lawnmower (he calls it a tractor) immediately.  After quite the fit, he was dragged into the house.  He instantly forgot about the lawnmower and went running to the living room.  The first thing he said was, “Hi Gramma! Where’s Papa?”  Got to love kids!  Once Kasey realized that Great Grandpa was in the garden, he started asking Great Grandma about everything he could think of.  It was cute.  Kasey ate really well at lunch and he was awarded with a ride on the “tractor.”  Now I love my grandpa, but I think everyone agrees that he lets us kids drive tractors along a bit too young, as my cousin Kait pointed out.  So, Kasey drove all the way from the garden back to the house by himself.  Of course Papa was right there the whole time, but still…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we hit the road and went back home.  I managed to keep Kasey up until we got home (he doesn’t stay asleep between the car and the house and he won’t go back to sleep).  I carried him upstairs, put him to bed and I went to lay down myself.  I had most of my packing done and the house was somewhat clean.  Kasey didn’t fall to sleep, but I dozed off a bit.  Keith came home early and we had pizza for dinner.  Then, we walked to my tanning appointment and got ice cream before returning home.  I was able to finish the laundry, finish packing and I was in bed by 9:00.  Too bad I didn’t fall asleep until almost 9:30.  At 2:00 am, the alarm woke me up for yet another cross country trip, but that I will save for the next blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that my son is lucky enough to have three great grandmas and two great grandpas.  I don't think he realizes how lucky he is, but I I know that he loves them all and knows what's special about each of them.  I hope he is as blessed with family as I was growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-5949567603787387397?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/A9b0yui7iEM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/5949567603787387397/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=5949567603787387397" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/5949567603787387397?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/5949567603787387397?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/A9b0yui7iEM/visits-with-family.html" title="Visits with Family" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/04/visits-with-family.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQMQ3o6cSp7ImA9WxJTGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-8749181771750651406</id><published>2009-04-26T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:46:22.419-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-26T22:46:22.419-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Papa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Meme" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kasey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Easter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Shannon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cyle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Keith" /><title>Easter Fun</title><content type="html">Well, a lot has gone on since my last blog, so I am going to break it down into three separate blogs.  This one is going to be all about Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Kasey’s first Easter where he got an idea of what was going on.  Earlier in the week we explained to him that the Easter Bunny was going to come.  All Kasey said he wanted was M&amp;amp;M’s and eggs.  Well, Easter morning came and Kasey came down the stairs with his wild hair and saw the eggs.  All of a sudden, it just clicked for him.  He grabbed a basket and started searching for eggs.  He found a good chunk of them himself.  We only had to guide him on a few of them.  So, 36 eggs later, we sent him on the hunt for his basket.  That was hidden a little more carefully, but he found it and loved everything.  There was a little stuffed bunny and chick, which Kasey claimed were “cute.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we headed to my uncle’s house for Easter lunch.  All of the Reyells were there along with Aunt Sarah’s family.  It was really nice.  Kasey loved it because everyone he knew was there and Uncle Darrell has real chicks and ducklings.  He also claimed those were cute, too.  Once lunch was over, Kasey played with my cousin Keegan for a little bit (they are only a year apart) and we headed over to Shannon &amp;amp; Cyle’s for Easter dinner.  By now, Kasey has acquired 36 jelly bean filled eggs, two baskets, and one mondo chocolate bunny.  Well, the Easter bunny also hid six eggs at their house.  This time though, the he put money and M&amp;amp;M’s in the eggs.  Needless to say, Kasey was THRILLED! Meme and Papa gave Kasey a bucket full of candy and goodies, too.  After some games and yet another meal, we were on our way home.  Needless to say, we were all beat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-8749181771750651406?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/VwW6JQRHxJE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/8749181771750651406/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=8749181771750651406" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8749181771750651406?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8749181771750651406?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/VwW6JQRHxJE/easter-fun.html" title="Easter Fun" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-fun.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04NQX0-cCp7ImA9WxVaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-3110895483578651498</id><published>2009-04-08T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:46:30.358-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-08T10:46:30.358-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Los Angeles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kasey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Easter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Keith" /><title>A little update</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="left"&gt;So it’s been over a week and it looks like I am slacking again ALL over the place.  This will probably be pretty short, but who really knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was sheer hell again, but in a good way.  Saturday Keith, Kasey and I went to the egg hunt at the library.  Since Kasey was right in the middle of the age groups, I decided I’d let him go look for eggs with the 1-2 year olds inside the library.  Most people would ask why, but after seeing the little kids out on the lawn trying to keep up with the 3-5 year olds was kind of sad.  Kasey found his five eggs super fast, so he helped another little boy search for eggs.  We then grabbed a couple of snacks for him and we were ready to leave.  We figured all of the eggs were already gone, but Kasey managed to snag two more just before some big kids tried to take them.  He was so happy that he managed to get a package of M7Ms (mnmnms as he says it).  After that, we headed to Plattsburgh to drop Kasey off and go to a double feature at the movies.  That’s right, two movies in ONE day.  I can’t even remember the last movie I went to see in the theatres.  Anyway, we went to Cumberland 12 to see Fast and Furious and Adventureland.  I had to say that I liked both movies, but I loved Fast and Furious.  I can’t help it.  Fast cars and Vin Diesel.  WOW! He he.  After that, we picked up Kasey and headed to the mall.  We ended up buying new shoes for Keith and Kasey.  I got Kasey the cutest Converse All-Stars.  I’ll have to post a picture of them.  Finally, at 8:00, we got home to relax a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was MUCH calmer.  Kasey and I went to Price Chopper, as always.  He still loves going and he doesn’t even realize that I use it as an opportunity to squeeze in some speech therapy.  Once we were done there, Kasey decided that he wanted McDonald’s for lunch, so off we went.  Basically, we just hung around most of the day and we watched the final episode of ER.  I was sad to see it end.  It’s one of the few shows that have withstood the test of time.  Kasey did not take a nap, yet again, so he was a crab.  He managed to land himself in time out quite a bit.  I got some spring purging done, too.  Hopefully I’ll be able to do a little bit more this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to my parents’ house, like we do every Tuesday.  Kasey ate SO MUCH.  He had 1.5 tacos, a cinnamon bun, 2 cookies, and gummy worms.  WHAT A PIG.  My grandpa came down to give Kasey a chocolate bunny for Easter and that made his day.  He was happy to see his Great Papa.  He crashed in the car, which was really cute.  He was talking most of the way and then he was out like a light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this week will just be dashing around to get ready for Easter.  Plus, I head out to Los Angeles in about two weeks, so I’ll be getting ready for that, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-3110895483578651498?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/srifIlofotw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/3110895483578651498/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=3110895483578651498" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/3110895483578651498?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/3110895483578651498?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/srifIlofotw/little-update.html" title="A little update" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-update.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcBRHsycSp7ImA9WxVbEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-345174078200864306</id><published>2009-03-28T15:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:20:55.599-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-28T15:20:55.599-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kasey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aunt Colleen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Uncle Dave" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Seattle" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Keith" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jake" /><title>Seattle and back</title><content type="html">Well, it's taken me almost a week, but I am FINALLY blogging about my trip.  My on-site review of our office went well, but I worked crazy hours.  Luckily, I was done working by Thursday afternoon.  I was able to relax the rest of the day and Friday morning I drove down to Seattle to spend some time with Aunt Colleen, Uncle Dave and Jake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Colleen works from home, so she was there when I arrived.  I was able to unpack and chat with her for a bit in between her meetings for work.  Once Uncle Dave got home from work, we had chicken, potatoes, asparagus and some white wine for dinner.  Afterwards, we played some board games, which was a bunch of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a busy day.  We went to the Space Needle, Pike's Market, and Kirkland.  It was a ton of fun and the weather was beautiful (for once).  To wrap it all up, we stopped at Chateau Ste Michelle, which is a winery.  There is some amazing wine in Washington!  Then we headed back home and played more games, drank more wine and ate some dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to church at Timberlake Church.  It was so much fun! Have you ever been to a service that's more like a rock concert?  I loved it.  Once we got back, we grabbed some lunch and headed to Snoqualmie Falls.  Have I ever mentioned that I love waterfalls?  They were really beautiful, but it was too cold and rainy to walk down to the bottom.  We also checked out the Salish Lodge, which Uncle Dave's company manages.  If Keith and I head out the Seattle to visit, we will be spending a night there.  It has a fireplace in every room and it overlooks the falls.  When we got back, we relaxed, played some wii, ate dinner and I headed off to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flight home wasn't too bad.  I didn't get too much sleep and I was a total bitch by the time I got home.  Once I got home I crashed for a few hours and awaited the arrival of my family.  I made some spaghetti for dinner and Kasey came running through the door.  He was so happy to see me.  Keith was pretty happy. too.  :)  I bought Kasey a couple of things while I was gone and he loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, Kasey and I hung out all day.  We went to visit my grandparent's Reyell.  Grandma finally came home from the hospital and she was happy to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week was crazy busy at work.  Tonight, Keith and I are going to see The Loggerm which ought to be a blast.   Hopefully the rest of the weekend will be relaxing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-345174078200864306?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/mIlS2ITonWc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/345174078200864306/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=345174078200864306" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/345174078200864306?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/345174078200864306?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/mIlS2ITonWc/seattle-and-back.html" title="Seattle and back" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/03/seattle-and-back.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08ASHg6eSp7ImA9WxVUEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-9086983782097938869</id><published>2009-03-15T19:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:30:49.611-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-15T19:30:49.611-04:00</app:edited><title>From the other side of the country</title><content type="html">I had the intention of blogging before I left for my trip, but that didn't go as planned.  Last week was somewhat calmer and I am so grateful for that.  I managed to not get anything done until Thursday night.  That night, I got my haircut and I worked on my packing.  Let's just say that the few things I threw in the suitcase last Saturday were far short of what I actually took with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was sheer chaos.  Kasey and I headed out at 7:00 to meet with his therapists and case manager for his speech and special instruction.  Kasey was discharged from his special instruction and his speech was dropped down to two days a week.  Everyone couldn't believe how far he's come in six months.  So that's the good news.  The bad news is that he will only get services for the next six months, so I had to start thinking about preschool.  Well, I actually enrolled Kasey in nursery school at the YMCA.  It's only two days a week for 2.5 hours, but he also gets swimming lessons, which is really great.  I am so sad that my little munchkin will need a backpack soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of that, I managed to bring Kasey to the gym and we went to McDonald's for lunch.  Then, I dropped Kasey and Meme off at Meme's house and I headed to the mall to pick up some stuff for my trip.  Once that was all done, I went to go visit Grandma Reyell at the hospital.  She is doing so much better.  I sadly had to dash away to bring my brother to Montreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now bringing Craig to the airport was fun, UNTIL I had to drive home.  I did get a bit lost and traffic was a mess, but I eventually got home.  When I got there, Shannon and Cyle were there which meant a rousing night of cards.  It was fun.  We haven't done that in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I'd just rather not even talk about.  I basically flew around packing, grocery shopping, cleaning, etc.  I was in bed by 9:00 because I had to leave the house by 2:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After VERY little sleep, I rolled out of bed and was out the door by 2:30 am.  I got to the airport just in time to find out that Continental AND TSA open at 4:30.  So, I had to wait around for people to get to work.  One of the x-ray machines was down, so security took forever.  My flight to Newark was a bit rough, but at least it was fast.  I managed to take a quick nap.  My flight to Seattle was a nightmare.  We boarded a little late and I was hoping to have the seat next to me empty.  Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.  A very nice man from Tel Aviv sat next to me, which wouldn't have been a problem if he had showered or brushed his teeth in the last week.  It was all topped off when he fell asleep.  He happened to start snoring AND FARTING! It was SO gross.  I almost puked.  The plane was full, so I couldn't move.  Let's just say that it was a really long six hours.  Once we landed I grabbed the shuttle to Enterprise and picked up my car.  After two hours of driving, I finally arrived in Bellingham.  Now, I am just relaxing and trying to stay awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this week goes well.  It's really beautiful up here in the Pacific Northwest, but I really miss my family.  I guess Kasey kept asking where I went and he doesn't really get it.  I feel so bad.  Oh well.  He'll forget all about me by tomorrow.  Anyway, I get to see Aunt Coleen and Uncle Dave at the end of the week, so that will be really exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-9086983782097938869?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/fzk5mxdv6qU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/9086983782097938869/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=9086983782097938869" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/9086983782097938869?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/9086983782097938869?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/fzk5mxdv6qU/from-other-side-of-country.html" title="From the other side of the country" /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/03/from-other-side-of-country.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08EQHo4eip7ImA9WxVVFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4530943607464926688.post-8648902226904918851</id><published>2009-03-09T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:30:01.432-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-09T13:30:01.432-04:00</app:edited><title>Another week has gone by...</title><content type="html">Well, the week was relatively calm until all hell broke loose on Thursday.  Can’t we just go one week with a bit of normalcy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning, my mom sent an e-mail stating that my grandmother was brought to the hospital by ambulance.  Apparently, she fell down two stairs and broke both of her ankles.  My poor Grandma Reyell has more stuff happen to her, I swear, but this was pretty bad.  Her and my grandfather had just gotten back from there sojourn in Florida a few days before the accident.  It turns out that she had a hairline fracture on the left ankle and a compound fracture on the right.  Here’s what I don’t understand.  The hospital kept calling it a compound fracture, but it never broke the skin.  Anyway… I guess after she fell grandma dragged herself to the cordless phone just to find out it was dead and she had to drag herself all the way to the kitchen to get the wall phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I decided that I would go to the hospital to wait with Grandpa while Grandma was in surgery.  They didn’t come to get her until 3:15.  They didn’t even know at that point if they could operate because her ankle wasn’t set correctly twice on Thursday.  Luckily, they opened her up and she was out of surgery in a half an hour.  I can honestly say that I cried when I first saw her.  She’s so little to begin with and to see her in that much pain, it just broke my heart.  Go ahead, call me a wuss, I dare you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtracking a bit… I went to the gym with Kasey Friday afternoon.  Linda, my mother-in-law, said that Kasey is really nervous and timid around other kids and that he wouldn’t going into this bouncy house they have.  She said my goal was to get him into the bouncy thing.  Once we got there, Kasey was a little shy.  Once he went through his little icebreaker of saying “Hi” to the other kids, he was playing and having a blast.  I also got him to FINALLY go into the bounce house.  The first time, I had to crawl in with him.  About halfway through, I snuck out and he was fine.  I actually had to coerce him to get OUT of the darn thing.  Later on, he got in line to go again and he went in all by himself.  I’m happy he’s starting to get over some of his anxiety, but at the same time, he was a little bit of a bully, too.  I guess you can’t have everything…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we were supposed to meet Aimee, Jaramy, Dee, &amp;amp; Mark at PSU to go to the Laramie Project.  Crazy us didn’t buy tickets beforehand and it was all sold-out.  So instead, we headed to Friendly’s for ice cream and then we headed back to Dee &amp;amp; Mark’s for awhile.  Around 1:00, we got home, unloaded the kid and dog and crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the weekend, we didn’t do much.  Kasey and I took a long walk on Saturday and bought two street hockey sticks, which he LOVES.  On Sunday, Keith and I watched The House Bunny.  Other than that, I was trying to get everything figured out for my work trip next weekend.  Hopefully it will be warmer in Seattle/Blaine.  I’m sick of the cold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4530943607464926688-8648902226904918851?l=steel11kane2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~4/Ba41PgdR7xc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/feeds/8648902226904918851/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4530943607464926688&amp;postID=8648902226904918851" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8648902226904918851?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4530943607464926688/posts/default/8648902226904918851?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheCrazyLifeOfTheKanes/~3/Ba41PgdR7xc/another-week-has-gone-by.html" title="Another week has gone by..." /><author><name>Erika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13823667992447620191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4qhcNuPL928/SOt36gw5dFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KcJvtESaEjI/S220/october+012.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://steel11kane2.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-week-has-gone-by.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

