<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945</id><updated>2012-02-14T19:19:03.592-08:00</updated><category term='sam sick'/><category term='control'/><category term='2009'/><category term='working/not working'/><category term='tools'/><category term='assessment'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='Christmas crazies'/><category term='books'/><category term='grace'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Date Night'/><category term='ghoul'/><category term='boys'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Hebrews 2'/><category term='torrey pines'/><category term='funofrun'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='boot camps'/><category term='Tate'/><category term='movie night'/><category term='Sport Wash'/><category term='beach run w/jon'/><category term='4 boys'/><category term='Women&apos;s Conference'/><category term='dreamsharing'/><category term='house4mom'/><category term='running skirt'/><category term='taxes'/><category term='atlas shurgged'/><category term='one of them'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Morleys'/><category term='authentic'/><category term='training'/><category term='neighbors'/><category term='Brighton Retreat'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='jon'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='Bev'/><category term='dietbudgeting'/><category term='Bart'/><category term='Cheryl'/><category term='sunset'/><category term='neeighborhood'/><category term='sam'/><category term='spiritual'/><category term='peace'/><category term='fog'/><category term='V. 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family'/><category term='chris and jess'/><category term='YWomen'/><category term='giants'/><category term='running friends'/><title type='text'>run-on sentences</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>433</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3016515588725298487</id><published>2012-02-12T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T14:51:18.590-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach run'/><title type='text'>Beachrun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XH14JmbCjl0/TzhBN56M9fI/AAAAAAAAC4k/mNxOz_Iyamc/s1600/2012-02-11+09.11.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XH14JmbCjl0/TzhBN56M9fI/AAAAAAAAC4k/mNxOz_Iyamc/s400/2012-02-11+09.11.09.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems it has been FOREVER since I was able to go on a beach run. Busy, busy January and all so I went along with Ann and Karyn. We were somewhat caught by a high tide so our last 1.5 miles were barefoot splashing in the cold waves. Fun:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B97l96DZI8U/TzhBusm43TI/AAAAAAAAC4s/4kFrBFkO658/s1600/3beachedrun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B97l96DZI8U/TzhBusm43TI/AAAAAAAAC4s/4kFrBFkO658/s400/3beachedrun.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying our my "self portrait" feature on my phone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Felt good to be back on the beach....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3016515588725298487?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3016515588725298487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3016515588725298487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3016515588725298487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3016515588725298487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2012/02/beachrun.html' title='Beachrun'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XH14JmbCjl0/TzhBN56M9fI/AAAAAAAAC4k/mNxOz_Iyamc/s72-c/2012-02-11+09.11.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4199631935532830543</id><published>2012-02-10T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T16:57:56.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nursery days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdC26J_In-0/TzW9EwxJgBI/AAAAAAAAC4c/sFO8EAicsyo/s1600/IMG_4585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 499px; HEIGHT: 388px" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdC26J_In-0/TzW9EwxJgBI/AAAAAAAAC4c/sFO8EAicsyo/s400/IMG_4585.JPG" width="457" height="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I thinking that we could get a pic of the nursery kids and leaders all smiling and looking at the camera...fun to try anyway:)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4199631935532830543?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4199631935532830543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4199631935532830543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4199631935532830543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4199631935532830543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2012/02/nursery-days.html' title='nursery days...'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdC26J_In-0/TzW9EwxJgBI/AAAAAAAAC4c/sFO8EAicsyo/s72-c/IMG_4585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-808185651712908623</id><published>2012-02-10T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T17:00:32.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In.n.outs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In To..,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet potatoes cooked in the microwave, salt and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;Hair gone natural and minimal makeup.&lt;br /&gt;fat pants.&lt;br /&gt;Dark chocolate almond milk.&lt;br /&gt;Vacuuming with a partner strong enough to lift chairs and couches.&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine and warm days in Winter.&lt;br /&gt;Boys who can pack themselves for scout trips.&lt;br /&gt;Boys who clear their plates and thank me for meals.&lt;br /&gt;Downton Abbey. (PBS masterpiece series)&lt;br /&gt;Lindt dark chocolate with sea salt. (Christmas gift to self)&lt;br /&gt;Sore muscles after a tough workout.&lt;br /&gt;CJane's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny jeans&lt;br /&gt;Automated phone services that are FAR from efficient.&lt;br /&gt;The scale.&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to write.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to finish this list as I just discovered that continuing will not make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Or smile or even feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a bit blog absent so far in 2012...will try to improve. I do have some pics to put up and a birthday to announce....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy weekend! Hope yours is filled with "Likes!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-808185651712908623?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/808185651712908623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=808185651712908623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/808185651712908623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/808185651712908623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2012/02/likesnot.html' title='In.n.outs'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7404101540848291290</id><published>2012-01-25T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T12:47:15.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam and jon'/><title type='text'>run-on pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXWW-RoFY2U/TyBkjV2t_MI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/WuYprtGrDNk/s1600/2012-01-22+13.35.02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXWW-RoFY2U/TyBkjV2t_MI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/WuYprtGrDNk/s640/2012-01-22+13.35.02.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm happier than I look squinting in the sun. And, no that is not a bikini. I am not bikini material.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were able to go join my parents in Newport beach for a quick 24 hour break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quite soon after this photo we were in the pool and Jon STOOD on my shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Did I forget he is 15 years old and has large, heavy feet?? My neck remembers:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes you just gotta be the fun mom. I 'm not that often enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VfywmPi-6zk/TyBlCRqOiHI/AAAAAAAAC3g/Ubspq6BPZmU/s1600/2012-01-22+17.14.24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VfywmPi-6zk/TyBlCRqOiHI/AAAAAAAAC3g/Ubspq6BPZmU/s400/2012-01-22+17.14.24.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam (it was a bit chilly:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OgGdvp_2f0/TyBneRVRQ3I/AAAAAAAAC34/DK3yIBg8SCA/s1600/2012-01-22+12.00.51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OgGdvp_2f0/TyBneRVRQ3I/AAAAAAAAC34/DK3yIBg8SCA/s400/2012-01-22+12.00.51.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sam and I wandered around the resort and decided to try every activity we came upon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Including: basketball, putting, slippery slides, foosball table, foot races and of course pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got all the stripes in first, but it took so long after that, we left the game unfinished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p94lxTyOSb0/TyBoIdQrCvI/AAAAAAAAC4I/JW4Id0fONbU/s1600/2012-01-22+14.27.09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p94lxTyOSb0/TyBoIdQrCvI/AAAAAAAAC4I/JW4Id0fONbU/s400/2012-01-22+14.27.09.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch with mom and dad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Mark and the boys watched a football game while&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mom and dad and I chatted on the balcony. Good times with family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I DO NOT get enough of these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This month has been good for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKbNtkRGoNI/TyBlPJeKRtI/AAAAAAAAC3o/We8O6XnIF9A/s1600/2012-01-22+17.14.16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EKbNtkRGoNI/TyBlPJeKRtI/AAAAAAAAC3o/We8O6XnIF9A/s400/2012-01-22+17.14.16.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing quite like a sunset sky over- looking the ocean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rB-v3KKeyig/TyBqBMPQyJI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/xM4NjyD6yek/s1600/writinginbed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rB-v3KKeyig/TyBqBMPQyJI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/xM4NjyD6yek/s400/writinginbed.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I need to get back to this...writing in bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Monday it rained all day and so I snuggled in bed and wrote on my laptop and kept thinking,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"They pay me to do this!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7404101540848291290?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7404101540848291290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7404101540848291290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7404101540848291290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7404101540848291290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2012/01/run-on-pics.html' title='run-on pics'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXWW-RoFY2U/TyBkjV2t_MI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/WuYprtGrDNk/s72-c/2012-01-22+13.35.02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2860525901058067037</id><published>2012-01-18T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:23:09.241-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Campbell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bevan family'/><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnDOkHzgF44/TxbuZiQIAKI/AAAAAAAAC2k/P1GuXoQDm1I/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnDOkHzgF44/TxbuZiQIAKI/AAAAAAAAC2k/P1GuXoQDm1I/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My family is eating vegan/plant based/whole foods.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There I said it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;more later, maybe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This post is going to be a "brain spill" so prepare yourselves. It has been such a long time since I last wrote for my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Time flies on wings of lightening..." you all know the song...hymn # something or other...In 9th grade English when I had the hardest English teacher...one you all wanted to impress but never felt worthy. Well, one of the students...we will call her Wendy (in case any of you might venture to know this person) used the above referenced time flies quote in a poem and received rave reviews from our beloved instructor. He praised her creativity and original thought. Whatever. I wanted to say something but I didn't. I hope she has repented. It WAS plagiarism at its purest form. Robert Bard probably already forgave her because saints are good like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been writing a lot but the kind of writing is&amp;nbsp; like weight lifting&amp;nbsp; is to exercise. Not the fun kind. Really, I can't complain I do still enjoy my writing job. I am writing test questions so it involves research, writing and editing. It takes a lot of time and concentration which is such a contrast to my last full time job which I could do on half brain but which was ultimately more important. {full time SAHM} And while it required only half-brain..it took my whole heart. (and still does:) Please no offense to SAHM you all know I adore you and the tasks I am referring to are the sort like laundry, dishes, dusting etc. Oh! I am so getting myself into trouble here...good thing I have only 3 readers and only 2 of them comment, sometimes:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1428365818"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1428365819"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BvrJeH9NfV8/Txez2E1m-vI/AAAAAAAAC2s/WlikHUoG0AI/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BvrJeH9NfV8/Txez2E1m-vI/AAAAAAAAC2s/WlikHUoG0AI/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We started out the New Year staying in Hermosa Beach...enjoying THIS gorgeous view...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next few weeks have been taken up with the somewhat sudden and of course unexpected passing of my mom's sister. I will write more about this later. It was a sobering experience as I was able to observe death as close as I ever expect to. I love my family. all. of. them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uL7BxeyAl_w/Txe1Sh22_OI/AAAAAAAAC20/D44pTrk7RI4/s1600/mencampbell.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uL7BxeyAl_w/Txe1Sh22_OI/AAAAAAAAC20/D44pTrk7RI4/s400/mencampbell.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My cousin, Campbell. He lost his mom. He is such a good son. love him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KpdoJSq427M/Txe1047AMbI/AAAAAAAAC28/teJunWKxhrY/s1600/bevansatjudyfuneral.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KpdoJSq427M/Txe1047AMbI/AAAAAAAAC28/teJunWKxhrY/s400/bevansatjudyfuneral.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My family at the funeral. Only missing one of my sibs. Guess which one??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the past two weeks I have had one interview, two working interviews, worked 8 days of clinical hygiene as well as edited 245 pages and worked on question writing. Do you now see why I have 1) neglected my blog and 2) face is broken out? 3) uttered the words frequently..."I just need chocolate"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;off to bed...more to come soon...like fun Jon n Sam pics...and a special thanks to Mark who has kept the house a-humming while this mom has been busy, busy:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2860525901058067037?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2860525901058067037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2860525901058067037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2860525901058067037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2860525901058067037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HnDOkHzgF44/TxbuZiQIAKI/AAAAAAAAC2k/P1GuXoQDm1I/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7135496168756243741</id><published>2011-12-28T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T09:16:01.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas re-cap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ow_ssvKt83A/TvtN89FM1BI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/1CjEakMdZV0/s1600/BryceGoPro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ow_ssvKt83A/TvtN89FM1BI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/1CjEakMdZV0/s640/BryceGoPro.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7135496168756243741?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7135496168756243741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7135496168756243741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7135496168756243741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7135496168756243741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-re-cap.html' title='Christmas re-cap'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ow_ssvKt83A/TvtN89FM1BI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/1CjEakMdZV0/s72-c/BryceGoPro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7261431427422163126</id><published>2011-12-20T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T09:55:49.289-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas crazies'/><title type='text'>Holiday Challenged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkkBWP_Cq7U/TvFvDzhceVI/AAAAAAAAC1I/es1f6XsBldo/s1600/targetlady2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkkBWP_Cq7U/TvFvDzhceVI/AAAAAAAAC1I/es1f6XsBldo/s400/targetlady2.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KkXUBBAr7iM/TvFaPLVo9QI/AAAAAAAAC0w/r89NhSx5Dus/s1600/targetlady1.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ahhh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[I just posted this on the Bootcamp blog...we are in the middle of our "Holiday Challenge"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;which includes drinking 10 glasses of water/day, getting at least 7 hours of sleep&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and not gaining weight between Thanksgiving and Christmas and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't forget...no sugar this week!]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;sugar  and my alarm did not go off to get me to bootcamp (but it did ensure 7  hours of sleep), I need to lose 3 lbs by Friday and I have 8 more  glasses of water to go and it is 8pm. Is anyone else finding themselves&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; holiday challenged&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;?! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is my first year of working out with Deanne at Christmastime while also holding down full time employment. You &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;w&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;orking &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;w&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;orkout &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;w&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;omen...are &lt;b&gt;A W E S O M E!!&lt;/b&gt;  I have to say...it is always a challenge to eat (and drink) healthy,  keep up with your workouts and juggle the holidays but also add  employment...wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;And let me take this opportunity to thank my fellow SPICE GIRLS!! &lt;i&gt;[my team]&lt;/i&gt; You  ladies rock! Thanks for pulling me along...I will get back to my very  tall water glass now, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk3ohZ9lU5s/TvFzoKe6xdI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/_dxOJROZ6EY/s1600/targetlady1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yk3ohZ9lU5s/TvFzoKe6xdI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/_dxOJROZ6EY/s400/targetlady1.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Best of luck to all of us...only four more days. oh deer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7261431427422163126?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7261431427422163126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7261431427422163126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7261431427422163126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7261431427422163126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/12/holiday-challenged.html' title='Holiday Challenged'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkkBWP_Cq7U/TvFvDzhceVI/AAAAAAAAC1I/es1f6XsBldo/s72-c/targetlady2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-643497154721912266</id><published>2011-12-17T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:43:12.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ben'/><title type='text'>Ben's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqYaLVbaCYw/Tu2H34jh3UI/AAAAAAAAC0g/MCJCNhXESLI/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqYaLVbaCYw/Tu2H34jh3UI/AAAAAAAAC0g/MCJCNhXESLI/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ben's 13th birthday...2005 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben and I ran an awesome trail run six years ago today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was in the Marin headlands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was hilly, more like mountainous, rainy and oh! so gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember it was a bit of a challenge to give up a day so close to Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I was quite aware that I should treasure the fact that my son's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;birthday wish was to run a trail run &lt;i&gt;with me&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who could say no to that??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not this mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28rHsyrOkqw/Tu2KGA9CjLI/AAAAAAAAC0o/553j36LRb1g/s1600/marin+headlands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-28rHsyrOkqw/Tu2KGA9CjLI/AAAAAAAAC0o/553j36LRb1g/s640/marin+headlands.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Same trail. different day. no rain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we celebrated with morning gift opening, Jamba juice delievering,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben's choice for dinner at home (Tostadas) and bday cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben is off to a concert (his fave diversion these days).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He didn't ask me to accompany him this year:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-643497154721912266?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/643497154721912266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=643497154721912266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/643497154721912266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/643497154721912266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/12/bens-day.html' title='Ben&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqYaLVbaCYw/Tu2H34jh3UI/AAAAAAAAC0g/MCJCNhXESLI/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6260176577062778925</id><published>2011-12-17T07:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T07:43:59.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That time of year</title><content type='html'>I have so much to do that the only time I am certain what to do is when I am in bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6260176577062778925?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6260176577062778925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6260176577062778925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6260176577062778925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6260176577062778925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/12/that-time-of-year.html' title='That time of year'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2010109499655061849</id><published>2011-12-15T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:05:58.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Sup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IiJfKZhKZqs/Tump1XNwB9I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/H8Z5fu8KZpU/s1600/christmastree2011.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IiJfKZhKZqs/Tump1XNwB9I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/H8Z5fu8KZpU/s640/christmastree2011.png" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2010109499655061849?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2010109499655061849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2010109499655061849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2010109499655061849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2010109499655061849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/12/sup.html' title='Sup'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IiJfKZhKZqs/Tump1XNwB9I/AAAAAAAAC0Y/H8Z5fu8KZpU/s72-c/christmastree2011.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7328510882908119896</id><published>2011-12-08T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T08:18:10.667-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><title type='text'>Bday followup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTJWeRbhWvI/TuBRUq_-CHI/AAAAAAAACyE/ahPiXt6HW-g/s1600/bdayrun1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTJWeRbhWvI/TuBRUq_-CHI/AAAAAAAACyE/ahPiXt6HW-g/s400/bdayrun1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's blurry but it is a new phone and I was just figuring it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SuOpz3Plqco/TuBRoDWmfkI/AAAAAAAACyM/uVYHHdFTwsc/s1600/bdayrun4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SuOpz3Plqco/TuBRoDWmfkI/AAAAAAAACyM/uVYHHdFTwsc/s400/bdayrun4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I REALLY wanted to run &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TMBRRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for&amp;nbsp;my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;bday run&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the timing didn't work for any of my running friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so I went solo and&lt;br /&gt;had a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; run at a very relaxed pace:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ran with a smile on my face I tell ya... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KXjNFhmGgs8/TuBSimk6lkI/AAAAAAAACyU/99WfBXbXrw0/s1600/bdayrunturned.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KXjNFhmGgs8/TuBSimk6lkI/AAAAAAAACyU/99WfBXbXrw0/s640/bdayrunturned.png" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't this amazing?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember what &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TMBRRE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;stands for??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(The Most Beautiful Running Route Ever)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbFaUamyBZ0/TuGtRKejhJI/AAAAAAAACzE/7bokAUfSRXI/s1600/bdayrun4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TbFaUamyBZ0/TuGtRKejhJI/AAAAAAAACzE/7bokAUfSRXI/s640/bdayrun4.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So...other activities for the weekend included Sushi with Mark,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chipotle (of course) with the boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A sugar free week makes the sugar-filled bday so much sweeter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got some movie suggestions from my niece....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was my favorite, by far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMd5xP-85PM/TuBTP-vHufI/AAAAAAAACyk/OoUqrWHnxxc/s1600/bdayrun3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3mPPBm5HBrY/TuBT2Tc1wuI/AAAAAAAACys/cZNIYLeZa2o/s1600/jane_eyre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3mPPBm5HBrY/TuBT2Tc1wuI/AAAAAAAACys/cZNIYLeZa2o/s1600/jane_eyre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mMd5xP-85PM/TuBTP-vHufI/AAAAAAAACyk/OoUqrWHnxxc/s1600/bdayrun3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a fun family tradition of dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(on my bday)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the Beatles &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It's Your Bday"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This used to be a tradition for all bdays here but alas I am the&lt;br /&gt;lone woman left dancing.&lt;br /&gt;But not on &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;December 4th...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as far as the Nursery bully comment...&lt;br /&gt;I fear I must&amp;nbsp;protect the innocent.&lt;br /&gt;I was a nursery bully once. serious. I remember it clearly.&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, my reprimand involved loves and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;That said...I will coninue looking out for the little guys just joining in,&lt;br /&gt;I mean the kid has at least 15 pounds on him and that is&lt;br /&gt;significant when you are under 3 feet:!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OH5oZrJzBdY/TuGyhAinjnI/AAAAAAAACzM/nxeLbEEP8ng/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OH5oZrJzBdY/TuGyhAinjnI/AAAAAAAACzM/nxeLbEEP8ng/s640/001.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Updated birthday blooms:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7328510882908119896?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7328510882908119896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7328510882908119896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7328510882908119896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7328510882908119896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/12/bday-followup.html' title='Bday followup'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WTJWeRbhWvI/TuBRUq_-CHI/AAAAAAAACyE/ahPiXt6HW-g/s72-c/bdayrun1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3287647827708174036</id><published>2011-12-05T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:33:57.436-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><title type='text'>Deeelightful:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-d_jU4xy0k/Ttx9oU0KcUI/AAAAAAAACxk/r6oQvGnwKDQ/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VAJMyUW2YBk/Ttx-X7_gSaI/AAAAAAAACxs/QmwfGaganLY/s1600/delightful.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are wondering...and I hate to keep you hanging, but I truly do not have time at 12:21 a.m. to do the bday weekend justice so to keep you coming back...a bit of a teaser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VAJMyUW2YBk/Ttx-X7_gSaI/AAAAAAAACxs/QmwfGaganLY/s1600/delightful.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VAJMyUW2YBk/Ttx-X7_gSaI/AAAAAAAACxs/QmwfGaganLY/s400/delightful.png" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deelish!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And guess what arrived at my door this very day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nteAZthSXf8/Ttx_lLYnjaI/AAAAAAAACx0/-0FSw0S8u-0/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nteAZthSXf8/Ttx_lLYnjaI/AAAAAAAACx0/-0FSw0S8u-0/s400/001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;closer look you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwOQZ3l-Rb0/Ttx_x_2MxSI/AAAAAAAACx8/_iL4KXvRnAI/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwOQZ3l-Rb0/Ttx_x_2MxSI/AAAAAAAACx8/_iL4KXvRnAI/s640/002.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEEEEAUTIFUL!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, thank you Jane and Darrell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--more bday weekend to come.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;including but not limited to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lunch and dinners out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;long and gorgeous bday beach run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kitchen dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mom movie viewing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yum, yum food consuming&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eye, heart and hug contact with the resident nursery bully &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wonderful weekend, indeed.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3287647827708174036?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3287647827708174036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3287647827708174036' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3287647827708174036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3287647827708174036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/12/deeelightful.html' title='Deeelightful:)'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VAJMyUW2YBk/Ttx-X7_gSaI/AAAAAAAACxs/QmwfGaganLY/s72-c/delightful.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-5552750631614420785</id><published>2011-12-02T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T19:58:30.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><title type='text'>Memo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLbFrka3zf0/TtmeQgQ10OI/AAAAAAAACwo/h2fCe9rPYVY/s1600/bdaymemo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLbFrka3zf0/TtmeQgQ10OI/AAAAAAAACwo/h2fCe9rPYVY/s640/bdaymemo.png" width="504" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-5552750631614420785?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/5552750631614420785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=5552750631614420785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5552750631614420785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5552750631614420785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/12/memo.html' title='Memo'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLbFrka3zf0/TtmeQgQ10OI/AAAAAAAACwo/h2fCe9rPYVY/s72-c/bdaymemo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2046494640799229473</id><published>2011-11-29T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:46:16.823-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanksgiving week&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;was such a nice reprieve! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We actually had our dinner on Wednesday so Chris could join us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are always sooo excited to have him come home:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How oh! how do people get their dogs to sit still for a family photo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UlSJQjJTtA/TtUIvcC3jyI/AAAAAAAACvw/HySbnd68HSA/s1600/IMG_4269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UlSJQjJTtA/TtUIvcC3jyI/AAAAAAAACvw/HySbnd68HSA/s640/IMG_4269.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Harder than a toddler I tell ya!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family photos do not come easily around here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realize this looks very similar to last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Except we are missing Jesslyn..we missed her a lot. (next year:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytzOkVrPpeA/TtUKcQRYbtI/AAAAAAAACv4/A2YCyuOTQTw/s1600/IMG_4252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ytzOkVrPpeA/TtUKcQRYbtI/AAAAAAAACv4/A2YCyuOTQTw/s400/IMG_4252.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year Mark assigned Jon as the photographer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jon lovvvves Grandma's cranberry salad, a lot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think he ate 80% of it himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vt58rKr4Znk/TtUK0upscLI/AAAAAAAACwA/_D7shp2yn5I/s1600/IMG_4253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vt58rKr4Znk/TtUK0upscLI/AAAAAAAACwA/_D7shp2yn5I/s400/IMG_4253.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3VfYCmkn8cs/TtULEExZ5KI/AAAAAAAACwI/JaQ_F563qn0/s1600/IMG_4251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3VfYCmkn8cs/TtULEExZ5KI/AAAAAAAACwI/JaQ_F563qn0/s400/IMG_4251.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the 4th year in a row, we BBQd our turkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sooo delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7s7INLdC8Q/TtULeCuxVuI/AAAAAAAACwQ/kSGUpDZfAEs/s1600/IMG_4250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7s7INLdC8Q/TtULeCuxVuI/AAAAAAAACwQ/kSGUpDZfAEs/s400/IMG_4250.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bart is hoping, hoping to get some of that bird!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know, I know...he is huge..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the record, the weather was amazing this week. It is such a great time to be in San Diego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(hint to relatives and loved ones for next year..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2046494640799229473?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2046494640799229473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2046494640799229473' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2046494640799229473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2046494640799229473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-day.html' title='Turkey Day'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4UlSJQjJTtA/TtUIvcC3jyI/AAAAAAAACvw/HySbnd68HSA/s72-c/IMG_4269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3568294281147699893</id><published>2011-11-15T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:08:31.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><title type='text'>Wait to Cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVQf_fG6VI4/TsNOTmxCxrI/AAAAAAAACtc/pARH8w6YEOk/s1600/granbarswait.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVQf_fG6VI4/TsNOTmxCxrI/AAAAAAAACtc/pARH8w6YEOk/s320/granbarswait.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This happens ALL the time around here...No matter what I make...it gets eaten RIGHT out of the oven.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I made a recipe for homemade granola bars. At the end of the recipe it says in CAPITAL letters: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WAIT TO COOL &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;or the bars will just crumble apart. The recipe speaks truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boys hate waiting HECK,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; I hate waiting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...have my whole life. I don't mean waiting in line or stuff like that. I can be pretty tolerant. I mean life stuff. like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Waiting to be asked to a dance.&lt;i&gt; (Your friend already told you he was going to)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Waiting to deliver a baby.&lt;i&gt; (oh! those last few weeks...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Waiting for an acceptance letter.&lt;i&gt; (please let it be a thick envelope:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Waiting for a teen-ager to come home. &lt;i&gt;(the stomach knots could kill ya...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Waiting for the 3 hours between nursing. &lt;i&gt;(who made that rule. I broke this one..a lot.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Waiting to hear after a job interview. &lt;i&gt;(days feel like weeks. and weeks, weeks could kill a person)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Waiting for medical test results. &lt;i&gt;(the what ifs and please, no!s)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Waiting for a missionary.&lt;i&gt; (don't do it!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Waiting to turn 16.&lt;i&gt; (I could NOT wait to drive)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Waiting the 2 weeks--only 2 weeks--my parents required I drive solo before driving my friends around.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; (I did not wait, I should have)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Waiting for a letter.&lt;i&gt; (May or may not be related to #8)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Waiting for a prayer to be answered.&lt;i&gt; (I mean, my answer. His answers come always)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life-patience thing is without questions one challenge I was sent to earth to work on.&lt;i&gt; My first clue should have been that I had to wait 10 days past my due date to be born, right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3568294281147699893?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3568294281147699893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3568294281147699893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3568294281147699893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3568294281147699893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/11/wait-to-cool.html' title='Wait to Cool!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVQf_fG6VI4/TsNOTmxCxrI/AAAAAAAACtc/pARH8w6YEOk/s72-c/granbarswait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8780857456097844361</id><published>2011-11-11T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:29:30.153-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perspective'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyTDXQFIm6c/Tr4KCxwH5sI/AAAAAAAACtE/2ptStd3DLfo/s1600/IMG_4177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyTDXQFIm6c/Tr4KCxwH5sI/AAAAAAAACtE/2ptStd3DLfo/s400/IMG_4177.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mark took these pics today....beauty in the backyard...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sam and I were driving in the car today and I mentioned that it was a beautiful day today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I then remembered being about his age and driving with one of my friend's mom (Ann Scott) and she mentioned that it was a beautiful day and I thought..."How does she know it is a beautiful day?" The day didn't look that much different (to me) from the day before and the day before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I started paying attention when my mom would establish a day as one full of beauty and tried to figure out what exactly that meant. I remember my mom saying,"It is so clear today!" and thinking..."What is clear?" I knew she meant the air but how could she look at the air and see any difference from a non beauty/non clear day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Years and years later I realize that it isn't until you have looked at enough days and seen the foggy/smoggy non beauty days that you really DO KNOW when the day deserves a beauty declaration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As a kid I knew there was something missing for me...something I would have to wait for. Now, now I get it and I am so thankful to be able to recognize the beautiful days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HGDDQPnq1XM/Tr4MOWIYjsI/AAAAAAAACtM/PRE0mFIcfio/s1600/IMG_4174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HGDDQPnq1XM/Tr4MOWIYjsI/AAAAAAAACtM/PRE0mFIcfio/s400/IMG_4174.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monarch appreciating the last of the Agapantha&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend marks the 30 year anniversary of Mark's and my first date! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(we started dating at age 8)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have you noticed happy couples that have been married for a really, really long time? They just "go together". They don't have to say much, even a glance seems to communicate paragraphs. Intimacy grows exponentially with years and there is no other way to acquire the love and understanding but through days and days of being together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can not begin to quantify the love that I feel for this man today compared to the love I thought could never grow larger than it was those many many years ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mark and I have shared enough days (and dates) to recognize those that  are beautiful and those that you may just have to make your way through  because you are certain there are clear skies ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1EtXuNu0-g/Tr4fNlxXnGI/AAAAAAAACtU/yFKyNAwdgok/s1600/IMG_4165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1EtXuNu0-g/Tr4fNlxXnGI/AAAAAAAACtU/yFKyNAwdgok/s400/IMG_4165.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For The Beauty Of The Earth...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-8780857456097844361?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8780857456097844361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8780857456097844361' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8780857456097844361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8780857456097844361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/11/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful Day?'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vyTDXQFIm6c/Tr4KCxwH5sI/AAAAAAAACtE/2ptStd3DLfo/s72-c/IMG_4177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7959898525552616581</id><published>2011-11-07T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:10:45.910-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run-ons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>run-on updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XH4Tsh-FmS4/TreE6B1jD0I/AAAAAAAACsc/Zu4kTcwrG2s/s1600/jonrainrun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9L8F49u8nPs/TreGebpYEeI/AAAAAAAACsk/hblwFllaOTI/s1600/jonrainrunedited.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9L8F49u8nPs/TreGebpYEeI/AAAAAAAACsk/hblwFllaOTI/s640/jonrainrunedited.png" width="572" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jon's last XCountry meet was really, really wet!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He did really well...those are JV guys ahead of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like his bright shoes and laces..and his muscles:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;serious...check out the bis, tris and quads on that kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This week has been a busy and eventful one... I received a job offer while we were on the way to Jon's cross country meet! I am super excited about this job because it combines both dental hygiene and writing:) When Mark and I were talking about me going back to work he asked me what my "ideal" job would be and I told him if I could find something with writing and dental hygiene like possibly editing a journal, newsletter etc but I didn't think the chances were very good that this would be possible. Then a couple of weeks ago a job posting came up that caught my eye...I will be working with an internet based company who is launching a website for potential dental hygienists that will help prepare them to take the National Board exam. Mostly I will be organizing and writing sample test questions. It will be a huge project that will take several months and a lot of coordinating. I am the "hygiene coordinator"for the team. It will be on my own time and from home (best part!!). I will continue working my two days/week as a hygienist in the dental office but this allows me to give up the looking for another couple of days or hoping for temp. days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Additionally, my parents were here this week and we had dinner with them, went to church, the temple, mom took me shopping:) and we visited them at their resort in Escondido where they stayed. Jon was able to go golfing with dad while Sam and Mark checked out the game room, pool and worked on baseball skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mark had some stuff going himself which required some working around and I can write more about that as I get permission...it is too late to get permission now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The past few weeks I have been a member of the:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-glWkWigmqJA/TreJnSyG7WI/AAAAAAAACss/-2aTA92Yg7U/s1600/ffitnosugarsquad.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="102" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-glWkWigmqJA/TreJnSyG7WI/AAAAAAAACss/-2aTA92Yg7U/s320/ffitnosugarsquad.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course this was one of Deanne's ideas (personal trainer, owner of &lt;a href="http://foreverfitsandiego.com/"&gt;Forever Fit San Diego&lt;/a&gt;)...right around Halloween...no sugary treats for two weeks. I made it!! Well...I ended a few hours early so that I could have movie night treats and then promptly get back "on the squad" until Thanksgiving. This really worked for me!! I have been bouncing back and forth in a weight range I wasn't too happy about but this has put me back into the "I can live with this" range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned some stuff while being off sugary treats:&lt;br /&gt;1. I eat more sugary treats than I thought I did.&lt;br /&gt;2. All healthy food tastes better once you are off sugar.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sugar makes me bloated. Off sugar=pants are more comfy.&lt;br /&gt;4. If I say NO treats then it is easy to say no to treats, get it?&lt;br /&gt;5. I found this one out tonight: The dark chocolate with almonds candy bar from Trader Joes that has no added sugar?....really does make you gassy! Next time it will not be my reward after 2 weeks off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben has been working as a sign/arrow holder and he has lasted at it for quite a long time in my estimation. He started with only sat and sunday work then he got offered another gig on M-Thurs which he promptly took. He likes it because&lt;br /&gt;1. He doesn't have to talk to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;2. He gets to listen to his own music.&lt;br /&gt;3. If it rains hard, he gets to call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;He tells me that he is not a twirler or a dancer. he just stands still. After his first day, he was made a supervisor. See..I told you he was good! His second gig he is paid in cash...hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad took Chris to dinner. I was jealous, so jealous. I cried thinking about it. It has been waaay too long since I have seen Chris. Mom told me that Chris has been buying motorcycles, fixing them up and then selling them for better ones and that he is on his 5th bike. Does this scare me? Yes, it does! Does it make me proud of my resourceful, smart minded firstborn? Yes, it does!! Mom and Dad also kept telling me how good Chris looked and that he goes to the gym three times/week. (That stuff REALLY matters to my mom and dad). I guess Chris is really buff now. I bet he still gives really good hugs:) Especially the pick me up and swing me back and forth kind. I AM going to see Chris on Thanksgiving, Yes, I am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is working on memorizing the scout law and oath. He is going to earn his Tenderfoot and 2nd class badges very soon. Sam loves to be anxiously engaged. He is working on homework, scouts, baseball skills (multiple times/week with Mark), flexibility and strength, oh yes and caring for his lizard. He keeps his social calendar quite full as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I believe that covers everybody, oh except for Bart. Yes, he is now a regular at the local dog park and does quite well. He still does not know he is bigger than all of the dogs and acts like he is still a puppy (which he is I suppose). He got his first bath away from home at the local petstore "do it yourself" dog wash. I went over with Mark. The guy there was super nice and helped Mark lift Bart into the tub. Then he brought out TWO, yes 2 aprons...like I was planning on helping. Uh...I tried. I did a little. Mostly I tried to convince Bart that the high powered blow dryer was not going to cause bodily harm. He smells better now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have got to be finished...here is a pic I snapped for mom and dad of the shopping results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w_VPtijANn4/TreQoH4Oe7I/AAAAAAAACs0/pMDqMNcT43Q/s1600/kathmomndadclothes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w_VPtijANn4/TreQoH4Oe7I/AAAAAAAACs0/pMDqMNcT43Q/s400/kathmomndadclothes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The pic is bad, from my phone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The jacket kind of reminds me of Michel Jackson, thriller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can't really tell that the skirt has an underlying see throughish black slip&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;that peeks through the panels. It's cute, mom found it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah and mom...when i sit down those slits go pretty high;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Best be getting a black slip, before next time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I added fishnet stockings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks mom and dad:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7959898525552616581?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7959898525552616581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7959898525552616581' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7959898525552616581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7959898525552616581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/11/run-on-updates.html' title='run-on updates'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9L8F49u8nPs/TreGebpYEeI/AAAAAAAACsk/hblwFllaOTI/s72-c/jonrainrunedited.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-1371384441413236890</id><published>2011-11-01T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T07:09:12.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloweenish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD6lzAUur8k/Tq_3-DOXCnI/AAAAAAAACrk/L-UEJFgfvGk/s1600/hawkshoedown.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD6lzAUur8k/Tq_3-DOXCnI/AAAAAAAACrk/L-UEJFgfvGk/s400/hawkshoedown.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I made the sign...I know...I think it needs an apostrophe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last weekend my friends were heavily involved in planning the school carnival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am not sure why but I usually protect myself from such projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew that I wanted to help them but didn't want the weeks and weeks of headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So...I showed up the morning of and helped Ann with decorations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, that's right...the fun part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have quite a large population of English as a second language families at our school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps explaining why the original front gate sign was spelled "Well come".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WCwCzIcMBDk/Tq_5IU5RN0I/AAAAAAAACrs/qhJqk8vIJBk/s1600/hawkshoedown2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WCwCzIcMBDk/Tq_5IU5RN0I/AAAAAAAACrs/qhJqk8vIJBk/s400/hawkshoedown2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ann and her committee had already done so much work that I just showed up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;did a couple of signs and put the cute stuff together. Uh..yeah..the fun part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a huge success including:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mechanical bull riding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Rock climbing wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trapeze trampoline bouncing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and all of the usual stuff too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow Sam was there the live long day/night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Busy, busy the entire day and I think we paid for 1 drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has nice friends who kept giving him their tickets as they had to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think he tried it all:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was my&lt;i style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;last Elementary School Halloween Parade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #783f04;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CyazcA0BaeU/Tq_7Phf9U4I/AAAAAAAACr0/Y4HtHGx_0FI/s1600/samfatwitch1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CyazcA0BaeU/Tq_7Phf9U4I/AAAAAAAACr0/Y4HtHGx_0FI/s400/samfatwitch1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Sam...the witch from behind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Yesterday was a busy day full of work, kids stuff, husband stuff and as I ran down to the school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for my last and final Halloween Parade...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found Sam in his regular tee and sweatshirt sitting amongsthis costume clad classmates.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;His zipper had broken and he was resigned to merely observe the festivities.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No sir!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We ran over to his classroom and worked and worked on that zipper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure I have prayed so hard for anything that immediate for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My prayer was answered.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zipper in place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;witch inflated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back to the parade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JL6i_wQPOOI/Tq_8SzE1k6I/AAAAAAAACr8/kXFCLf3rk3E/s1600/samfatwitch2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JL6i_wQPOOI/Tq_8SzE1k6I/AAAAAAAACr8/kXFCLf3rk3E/s400/samfatwitch2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each of my boys (except Chris) has taken a turn with this silly costume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's a bit like the Easter Argyle vest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although I think they really like the silly costume,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I am quite certain they never liked the Easter vest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Happy Halloween!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-1371384441413236890?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/1371384441413236890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=1371384441413236890' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1371384441413236890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1371384441413236890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloweenish.html' title='Halloweenish'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD6lzAUur8k/Tq_3-DOXCnI/AAAAAAAACrk/L-UEJFgfvGk/s72-c/hawkshoedown.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4085457883874134864</id><published>2011-10-28T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T07:11:22.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Ha!</title><content type='html'>Okay...I just have a few minutes to blog but there were two things that made me laugh out loud (yes, I typed that out. I am over 40 you know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; One of the things Sam could not wait to share with me upon his return from sixth grade camp was this...&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, we broke the 1982 record for showers!"&lt;br /&gt;"Really? What record is that?"&lt;br /&gt;"The 24 minute record."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you mean your den showered within 24 minutes?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, Mom...all 78 boys from my school showered within 24 minutes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; While watching (okay I was half-sleeping next to Mark) the final world series game, my husband pointed out the unknowing announcer's MAJOR faux-pas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"And Pujols squeezes out number two!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(meaning the player whose last name is indeed Pujols just made the catch to get the 2nd out of the inning)&lt;br /&gt;I promise that he really did say that and that Mark caught it and we re-played and re-played. I will not be surprised if this becomes a quote to be repeated again and again but just remember you read it here, first.&lt;br /&gt;Funny? right? It's not just that I have been living surrounded by males for farrrr too long? Tell me this made you laugh too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4085457883874134864?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4085457883874134864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4085457883874134864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4085457883874134864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4085457883874134864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/10/ha.html' title='Ha!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-9125152905030373840</id><published>2011-10-26T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T19:52:50.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><title type='text'>NoSam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAflg9Aemf8/Tqi1Aj418QI/AAAAAAAACpc/WJGDHzF1xYk/s1600/sam6thgradecamp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAflg9Aemf8/Tqi1Aj418QI/AAAAAAAACpc/WJGDHzF1xYk/s400/sam6thgradecamp.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week Sam is away at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6th grade camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was excited to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He forgot to pack deodorant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I may or may not have ran home and back and snuck it in his bag;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I heard other mothers of boys discussing things like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shower taking and deodorant donning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apparently it is a popular concern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(amongst mother-types)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8L8IVq8ovRo/Tqi1wUF3O2I/AAAAAAAACpk/CbcKTnwNNOE/s1600/sam6thgradecamp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8L8IVq8ovRo/Tqi1wUF3O2I/AAAAAAAACpk/CbcKTnwNNOE/s400/sam6thgradecamp2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Sam's teacher and modern technology...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can see Sam while he is away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looks happy:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-9125152905030373840?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/9125152905030373840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=9125152905030373840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/9125152905030373840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/9125152905030373840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/10/nosam.html' title='NoSam'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gAflg9Aemf8/Tqi1Aj418QI/AAAAAAAACpc/WJGDHzF1xYk/s72-c/sam6thgradecamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7262487150558721480</id><published>2011-10-18T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:52:06.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>More Jon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64VRQZjx_7E/Tp5WpsPJt4I/AAAAAAAACos/e1zAsnk8pTk/s1600/jonpompoms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64VRQZjx_7E/Tp5WpsPJt4I/AAAAAAAACos/e1zAsnk8pTk/s400/jonpompoms.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get when your YW are&lt;br /&gt;the same age as your son??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr_uKnvBJW4/Tp5XEYhxv5I/AAAAAAAACo0/MI341Im7d-k/s1600/jonpompoms2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mr_uKnvBJW4/Tp5XEYhxv5I/AAAAAAAACo0/MI341Im7d-k/s640/jonpompoms2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Phone pics..that can make it to your blog:)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Give me a J??? Actually...you should stick with XC.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7262487150558721480?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7262487150558721480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7262487150558721480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7262487150558721480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7262487150558721480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/10/more-jon.html' title='More Jon'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64VRQZjx_7E/Tp5WpsPJt4I/AAAAAAAACos/e1zAsnk8pTk/s72-c/jonpompoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2268768891446703345</id><published>2011-10-15T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T22:09:21.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jon's Link</title><content type='html'>As promised...Jon has made a video of his bday wake boarding...you can view it on Utube: &lt;a href="http://here./"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/pv1M0CO_5Sc"&gt;http://youtu.be/pv1M0CO_5Sc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2268768891446703345?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2268768891446703345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2268768891446703345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2268768891446703345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2268768891446703345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/10/jons-link.html' title='Jon&apos;s Link'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4064541072326512574</id><published>2011-10-12T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:37:55.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boot camp'/><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pTiLKj_XYYQ/TpZ4Jpa3PJI/AAAAAAAACn0/m3Oht9p7u7A/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pTiLKj_XYYQ/TpZ4Jpa3PJI/AAAAAAAACn0/m3Oht9p7u7A/s640/002.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took this picture today. at boot camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know...you are thinking I am spoiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You may be correct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bnKxxlQrQpc/TpZ4nnnSoJI/AAAAAAAACn8/IiwslLrg9FU/s1600/2011-10-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bnKxxlQrQpc/TpZ4nnnSoJI/AAAAAAAACn8/IiwslLrg9FU/s640/2011-10-12.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We actually worked hard today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I only took pics during the easy stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I burned 500 cal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We sprinted up the hill again. and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so ya know...I am working this week, really I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4064541072326512574?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4064541072326512574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4064541072326512574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4064541072326512574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4064541072326512574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/10/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pTiLKj_XYYQ/TpZ4Jpa3PJI/AAAAAAAACn0/m3Oht9p7u7A/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4106335448776098305</id><published>2011-10-10T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T08:10:15.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>Jon's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kenX4JA8KHs/TpJrihkCF5I/AAAAAAAACmc/PSYOE6FFKpE/s1600/jon15.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kenX4JA8KHs/TpJrihkCF5I/AAAAAAAACmc/PSYOE6FFKpE/s400/jon15.png" width="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That's a big number!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jon wears it well:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DYwNdPdyJFE/TpJwciSWHWI/AAAAAAAACmg/ukeoXfFBWKE/s1600/jon15cake.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DYwNdPdyJFE/TpJwciSWHWI/AAAAAAAACmg/ukeoXfFBWKE/s640/jon15cake.png" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I like the typical teen age bday pose..cake, lounging, smiling&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all the while grabbing a text...see the right hand?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jon had an &lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;action packed bday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is perfect for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6:10 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Awakened by fam &lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;singing "Happy Bday..."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6:45:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Picked up by friend to go meet at church for &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;wake boarding trip&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7:30-3:00&lt;/b&gt; Wake boarding (complete with Go pro camera), ending at&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; in-n-out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (like all scout adventures)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:00- 5 &lt;/b&gt;Go on &lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;run with friend,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hills and trails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6:00 &lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;"&gt;Family celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, dinner and &lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7:15&lt;/b&gt; Start picking up &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #660000;"&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #274e13;"&gt;movie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8-10 &lt;/b&gt;Movie @ &lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;fancy theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10-11:00 pm&lt;/b&gt; Friends over for cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11:30 &lt;/b&gt;Goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TrxDgmCUSXM/TpPO7Jivw1I/AAAAAAAACms/ceKmBFO3Az4/s1600/jonbday15blowcandl.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TrxDgmCUSXM/TpPO7Jivw1I/AAAAAAAACms/ceKmBFO3Az4/s320/jonbday15blowcandl.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For some reason Jon got it in his head that he wanted a&lt;br /&gt;Red Velvet Cake for his birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHjpeeDkvD0/TpPPXcpGjPI/AAAAAAAACm0/iHmTGrqHiHs/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHjpeeDkvD0/TpPPXcpGjPI/AAAAAAAACm0/iHmTGrqHiHs/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you ever made RVC?&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't either. it turned out pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;I did find out that it was the first time Jon had tasted RVC.&lt;br /&gt;Previously it had been his fav frozen yogurt flavor.&lt;br /&gt;I think he likes the yogurt version better.&lt;br /&gt;Next year he wants apple crisp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another request was to go to the fancy shmancy movie theater&lt;br /&gt;that was just re-opened in our area.&lt;br /&gt;The tickets went from a bargain $14/seat&lt;br /&gt;to $20/leather recliner that you order food from your seat.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be taking the family anytime soon but Jon and friends&lt;br /&gt;did experience the luxury..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e68JtoGDfsI/TpPQ4uh25AI/AAAAAAAACm8/YnjcmaoMsrA/s1600/fancymovie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e68JtoGDfsI/TpPQ4uh25AI/AAAAAAAACm8/YnjcmaoMsrA/s400/fancymovie.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_DMEEtFI1b0/TpPROjWlcVI/AAAAAAAACnE/mtGV8DNhSyA/s1600/fancymovie2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_DMEEtFI1b0/TpPROjWlcVI/AAAAAAAACnE/mtGV8DNhSyA/s400/fancymovie2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1188367123"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1188367124"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W3UqzcN7-AY/TpPX1b_oDGI/AAAAAAAACnM/4btz1zMQeD8/s1600/jonxccol.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="496" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W3UqzcN7-AY/TpPX1b_oDGI/AAAAAAAACnM/4btz1zMQeD8/s640/jonxccol.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention he can run fast too??&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I have loved watching his meets. &lt;br /&gt;You know how I know Jon loves to run?? He chose to go on a run&lt;br /&gt;ON. HIS. BDAY!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's my boy!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;P.S. I will work on getting some pics from his wake boarding...trust me..good times.&lt;br /&gt;His early morning gift was a&amp;nbsp; "chest mount" for the go-pro camera&lt;br /&gt;which facilitated some great footage/video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4106335448776098305?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4106335448776098305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4106335448776098305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4106335448776098305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4106335448776098305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/10/jons-day.html' title='Jon&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kenX4JA8KHs/TpJrihkCF5I/AAAAAAAACmc/PSYOE6FFKpE/s72-c/jon15.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4057949405910635453</id><published>2011-10-08T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:16:17.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever Fit'/><title type='text'>Naked Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sfiw7u1aZro/TpCa47RZ6YI/AAAAAAAACmY/DdhjsyGeA4c/s1600/naked+cafe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sfiw7u1aZro/TpCa47RZ6YI/AAAAAAAACmY/DdhjsyGeA4c/s400/naked+cafe.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I bet my post title caught your eye, yes?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This morning I was lucky enough to be included in a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forever Fit &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;employee  run. We started at Deanne's house in Solana beach and ran through a  canyon and down a huge flight of stairs to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G O R G E O U S morning!! We covered about 4 miles and that included 2 times up n down the huge flight of stairs cuz Deanne is odd like that. I would have preferred adding a mile on the coast. She likes the quad burn of the stairs. After our run she treated us to breakfast at the&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Naked Cafe&lt;/b&gt;. The food is so healthy and delicious all at the same time and that is a tricky combo.!! I had the egg white pesto scramble. I highly recommend it as well as the whole grain pumpkin pie pancakes which I sampled,&lt;i&gt;thanks Cassie! &amp;nbsp;mmm!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go try the Naked cafe...you will not be disappointed. I did hear that it gets really busy around 10am to close so another motivator to get an early start on your adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4057949405910635453?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4057949405910635453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4057949405910635453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4057949405910635453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4057949405910635453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/10/naked-run.html' title='Naked Run'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sfiw7u1aZro/TpCa47RZ6YI/AAAAAAAACmY/DdhjsyGeA4c/s72-c/naked+cafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3081081113014118106</id><published>2011-10-02T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:24:41.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>excuses...</title><content type='html'>I have been busy on the bootcamp blog the past month or so...if you are curious in an "I have really no interest but what the heck kind of way"...&lt;a href="http://foreverfitsandiego.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;... to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was the best and worst at our house. Sometimes those times just happen. Thankful for conference, really thankful. Right now the story that sticks out the most for me was praying for a quarter for a wing of chicken. Loved that. That story will keep me going this week. Hope to get back to a real post soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3081081113014118106?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3081081113014118106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3081081113014118106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3081081113014118106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3081081113014118106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/10/excuses.html' title='excuses...'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8823686009803457319</id><published>2011-09-28T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T16:05:56.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run-ons'/><title type='text'>run-ons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z33J6rzgrH8/ToOkLIdfFII/AAAAAAAACl4/--iNPgg_bk0/s1600/jonlucky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z33J6rzgrH8/ToOkLIdfFII/AAAAAAAACl4/--iNPgg_bk0/s400/jonlucky.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kind of hard to see pic but this is Jon (shooing me and my camera) getting ready to go surfing with his seminary teacher and a few friends. He is soooo lucky!! 1) To have a seminary teacher so cool to offer to take him surfing. 2) To live 5 minutes from the beach. 3) Have a life full of activity and good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working more which is good. I need even more days but as soon as I look around my neglected house on a day off I realize it may be best that I am home. I have had some interesting patients...in one day I saw a former Padres player,&amp;nbsp; a former principal from my son's school who is now a big deal at the district over all of the high school curriculum, A man of Asian decent who kept his hands in yoga meditation pose the entire cleaning (is this a good or bad sign, not sure), A cool kid with Autism who helped me figure out that if I counted to 10 over and over again he would let me precede with the treatment. And that's why my job could never be considered boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general RS meeting was good, as usual. Elder Uchtdorf walked away with another great analogy. I wondered how many RS meeting had forget-me-nots as their center piece last Sunday. I was thinking florists in Utah should have been forewarned. I thought Sister Beck's "I hope my grand daughters understand..." was a clever way of calling us to attention as to what she hopes we absorb and understand. I believe she is able to see a vision for us that she is trying desperately to pass along to each of us and I am not sure we have captured it. I don't think she thinks we have yet but I do like to hear her speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that my eldest is riding a motorcycle to and from his 90 mile commute to school. What?? So scary to me! He assures me he is very careful. I knew I shouldn't have encouraged the motorcycle cop costume back in 1996. Speaking of cops, I saw a large entourage of cops, SUVs even an animal control unit in the back parking lot of my grocery store early this morning. What?? In my bubble neighborhood??That's right folks...maybe reports are accurate that there is plenty of drug to bust out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in denial. It is not nearly October! The year is NOT nearly over! There is so much left to resolve in this year 2011. I am so not finished with you yet...but for now the wood floors are a beckoning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-8823686009803457319?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8823686009803457319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8823686009803457319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8823686009803457319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8823686009803457319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/09/run-ons.html' title='run-ons'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z33J6rzgrH8/ToOkLIdfFII/AAAAAAAACl4/--iNPgg_bk0/s72-c/jonlucky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6611636421618684346</id><published>2011-09-25T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:28:56.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bart'/><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rdRcU0SY7k/Tn_wr8tA2uI/AAAAAAAAClw/8o6O3bQKDwQ/s1600/BartWink2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="508" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rdRcU0SY7k/Tn_wr8tA2uI/AAAAAAAAClw/8o6O3bQKDwQ/s640/BartWink2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that would be a wink folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life has been busy/crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about no blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something's gotta give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6611636421618684346?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6611636421618684346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6611636421618684346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6611636421618684346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6611636421618684346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3rdRcU0SY7k/Tn_wr8tA2uI/AAAAAAAAClw/8o6O3bQKDwQ/s72-c/BartWink2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2768350531751029043</id><published>2011-09-14T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:09:44.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>FPF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ys2e4q2BzuI/TnEH0e_RT5I/AAAAAAAACkg/Fl2JAII2noc/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ys2e4q2BzuI/TnEH0e_RT5I/AAAAAAAACkg/Fl2JAII2noc/s640/003.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the board currently with v. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;fun photo Finds&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few top pics from a Lake Powell trip in 2002.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris' first day on a two-wheeler at age 3!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A classic "Big" pic of Ben trying on Dad's church clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam's first few steps...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and cousins ..Christmas Eve Dinner (2000) our SLC house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sorry Jane, the boys insisted on this pic and it brings an insta-smile at every kid view:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great Ben expressions! &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam rolling his belly at age 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our tulips and Spring Snow in Utah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam n Jon--buddies for life:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a promise for more Chris pics next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2768350531751029043?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2768350531751029043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2768350531751029043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2768350531751029043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2768350531751029043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/09/fpf.html' title='FPF'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ys2e4q2BzuI/TnEH0e_RT5I/AAAAAAAACkg/Fl2JAII2noc/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2392815743073477464</id><published>2011-09-11T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T19:30:21.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='XC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>cool link and update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVwjTzxKlwQ/Tm2RRsh-hAI/AAAAAAAACkU/0uN_BGdHWjk/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVwjTzxKlwQ/Tm2RRsh-hAI/AAAAAAAACkU/0uN_BGdHWjk/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The XC version of a huddle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I get nervous just watching them anticipate the race...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFMeUKOPD_E/Tm2RtIK3csI/AAAAAAAACkY/buNN_zMwg_0/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFMeUKOPD_E/Tm2RtIK3csI/AAAAAAAACkY/buNN_zMwg_0/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jon did awesome yesterday and was able to run his own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;race which moved him up "in the crowd". He really pushed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1HXlp5jScw/Tm2S86PaNWI/AAAAAAAACkc/N04Dc0b7Eg0/s1600/camera-go-pro-hd-2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M1HXlp5jScw/Tm2S86PaNWI/AAAAAAAACkc/N04Dc0b7Eg0/s320/camera-go-pro-hd-2010.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you seen one of these before? It is&amp;nbsp; "Go Pro" camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is water proof and has several different mounts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is used to make cool videos of long boarding, surfing and the like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jon saved up his $$ and has been having so much fun with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a &lt;a href="http://www.vimeo.com/user3944293/videos"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;to some quality entertainment:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am adding this: Go back and click on that link&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; for pics of Jon and his buddy surfing, flipping and sliding:) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been going through old photos and it has been so fun to bring back memories of when my boys were so little and darling. (Of course, I know they are still darling but you know what I mean...) Like Chris acting as the "villain" in&amp;nbsp; the school play or Ben making so crazy faces for the camera, Jon in every kind of costume you (or he) could imagine, and Sam darling in the tub, next to Jon playing on the floor, in his stroller in Chicago, San Francisco and Salt Lake. We have snow man building, go-karting, family Christmas dinners, Lake Powell trips and every day play. I LOVE memories!! As soon as my camera is charged I will snap a photo of the magnet frame I put up to display a bunch of happy memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. Yes, we survived the power outage in San Diego County...quite well actually. I felt lucky that it happened right as I had finished getting my haircut. All those ladies with dripping hair and unset color...o dear!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2392815743073477464?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2392815743073477464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2392815743073477464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2392815743073477464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2392815743073477464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/09/cool-link-and-update.html' title='cool link and update'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVwjTzxKlwQ/Tm2RRsh-hAI/AAAAAAAACkU/0uN_BGdHWjk/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7207985926458028474</id><published>2011-09-05T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T22:38:24.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FHE'/><title type='text'>tryit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AGdih3eVAHw/TmWvIjYoyOI/AAAAAAAACkM/_iKZ0qE2qDk/s1600/fhechart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AGdih3eVAHw/TmWvIjYoyOI/AAAAAAAACkM/_iKZ0qE2qDk/s400/fhechart.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is so not my FHE chart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe we are a bit non conventional in the FHE arena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That said...I have 2 original ideas for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They might not be all that original but thought I would share anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Turn off all lights in the house and play hide n seek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(we did this tonight for several rounds)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;V. fun! some people tried to cheat with cell phone calling, ahem, Jon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. When there is no treat making time or energy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;roast marshmallows over the gas stove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Mark had the idea to roll the marshmallows in Rice Crispies after roasting...mmm)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7207985926458028474?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7207985926458028474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7207985926458028474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7207985926458028474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7207985926458028474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/09/tryit.html' title='tryit'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AGdih3eVAHw/TmWvIjYoyOI/AAAAAAAACkM/_iKZ0qE2qDk/s72-c/fhechart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-5211226819427511908</id><published>2011-09-04T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T17:27:21.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agency'/><title type='text'>This Week's ponderings.</title><content type='html'>I taught the lesson on "Agency" today in YW. Just as I told the Young Women...I love to teach them because every time that I prepare two things happen. 1) I am overwhelmed with the knowledge that our Father in Heaven loves the girls I am teaching. And because of this fact, I am directed to what part or parts of the lesson that I should stress or focus on. 2) Because of my study and pondering time, I am blessed with promptings for my life and understanding. (Call this the teacher bonus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have written quite a bit about Agency (on this blog) in relation to watching our children make choices but I used a quote from &lt;b&gt;President Monson&lt;/b&gt; that got me thinking even further to this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We know that we had our agency before this world was and that Lucifer attempted to take it from us. He had no confidence in the principle of agency or in us and argued for imposed salvation. He insisted that with his plan none would be lost, but he seemed not to recognize--or perhaps not to care--that in addition, none would be any &lt;b&gt;wiser,&lt;/b&gt; any &lt;b&gt;stronger&lt;/b&gt;, any more &lt;b&gt;compassionate&lt;/b&gt;, or any more &lt;b&gt;grateful &lt;/b&gt;if his plan were followed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As parents it can be tempting to want to limit or even sometimes eliminate our children's agency. Do we realize that doing so will interfere with their growth and character potential? I hear a lot of complaining about the "Twenty Somethings" and how many of them are not functional in society and I have to wonder if there might not be a connection to the generation that had most of their free time planned for them with lessons, sports and even hobbies seem to be parent driven (oftentimes). Is it any surprise that when finally left on their own (at age 18-20) they are not able to make decisions? Perhaps the development of the very traits that President Monson referred to have been averted due to well meaning parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Awhile back I was talking with a friend and when I commented on how busy her kids's schedules were she replied to me that if she kept them busy, they wouldn't get into any trouble. Really? Is that what we want...no trouble? Sure...no trouble is much easier to parent but what are the kids learning. I want my kids to learn to choose no trouble when trouble is offered. Because at some point, it will be on the menu. No doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This said...I AM SO NOT THE AUTHORITY ON PARENTING!! I am trying to figure it out just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two things I feel equally strong about: Agency and Judging. The first being almost as important as life itself and the second there is absolutely no room for as it is the evaluation of what others are doing with said agency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-5211226819427511908?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/5211226819427511908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=5211226819427511908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5211226819427511908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5211226819427511908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-weeks-ponderings.html' title='This Week&apos;s ponderings.'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7501866907741532320</id><published>2011-09-04T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T16:57:51.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>This week's photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu-mcZ3uqn0/TmQJKtGUTPI/AAAAAAAACjo/-_Zc_eyEUWc/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu-mcZ3uqn0/TmQJKtGUTPI/AAAAAAAACjo/-_Zc_eyEUWc/s640/001.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam started school before everybody else in the fam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark, Jon and I walked him down to the school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the cool Padres socks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WI7135njrsw/TmQJywB0b6I/AAAAAAAACjs/fnf3sivRRHw/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WI7135njrsw/TmQJywB0b6I/AAAAAAAACjs/fnf3sivRRHw/s400/002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam did not want us hanging around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He wanted to be on his own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hanging with his friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How could he have known the significance&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;of this day for this mom?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17 years of walking kids into school on their first day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17 years of pictures with their new teachers, class mates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17 years of them walking into the room for the first time and waving to me over their shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He couldn't. He didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I swallowed a tear or two and went home to a brand new era.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last first day of elementary school for this fam.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;************* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5p_0cLngNXc/TmQLyJHNjTI/AAAAAAAACjw/g_Z6jKsehvg/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5p_0cLngNXc/TmQLyJHNjTI/AAAAAAAACjw/g_Z6jKsehvg/s640/007.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jon is running Cross Country for Torrey Pines High School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love watching kids do most things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love (x3) watching competitive running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is sooo cool to me:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another brag on Jon moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was the anchor for a very sloooow group of Freshmen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was the last runner out of all of the relays to get the hand off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LpMIHxkFbLc/TmQOA38Ui5I/AAAAAAAACj0/Lkd6gf2-hmI/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LpMIHxkFbLc/TmQOA38Ui5I/AAAAAAAACj0/Lkd6gf2-hmI/s640/008.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPgO5jD99a0/TmQOQRPAizI/AAAAAAAACj4/AHUowd9SdSY/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uPgO5jD99a0/TmQOQRPAizI/AAAAAAAACj4/AHUowd9SdSY/s640/009.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half way into the run...he's feeling fine.&lt;br /&gt;even though he runs alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXshkk-3glY/TmQOeJACV6I/AAAAAAAACj8/kOO1G77FpL0/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXshkk-3glY/TmQOeJACV6I/AAAAAAAACj8/kOO1G77FpL0/s640/010.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was proud of Jon because he was such a good sport and didn't complain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;about the spot the coach had put him in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somebody had to do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had a good personal clocked time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few of my YW are also running track and some of Jon's friends too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was hoarse afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's to an exciting XC season w/ TPHS--go FALCONS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7501866907741532320?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7501866907741532320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7501866907741532320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7501866907741532320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7501866907741532320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-weeks-photos.html' title='This week&apos;s photos.'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu-mcZ3uqn0/TmQJKtGUTPI/AAAAAAAACjo/-_Zc_eyEUWc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3743865214037662190</id><published>2011-08-31T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T08:32:01.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>last weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DPZKeEkbn4/Tl5SrV3ujCI/AAAAAAAACjU/R3420EPV4uE/s1600/campfireout.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DPZKeEkbn4/Tl5SrV3ujCI/AAAAAAAACjU/R3420EPV4uE/s400/campfireout.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went Camping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; This is the fire pit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a quick trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner on the fly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One hour drive NorthEast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Campfire/smores and tent staking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tossing, turning and repeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scout prepared and cooked breakfast..mmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Temps rising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camp take down and clean up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Home again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzFD-_v-F8M/Tl5Trht0VqI/AAAAAAAACjY/1yn-dxqlHiM/s1600/tentbed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzFD-_v-F8M/Tl5Trht0VqI/AAAAAAAACjY/1yn-dxqlHiM/s400/tentbed.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next time we WILL inflate mattress before attempting to slumber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. Bart slept in the van. lucky dog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3743865214037662190?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3743865214037662190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3743865214037662190' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3743865214037662190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3743865214037662190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-weekend.html' title='last weekend'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DPZKeEkbn4/Tl5SrV3ujCI/AAAAAAAACjU/R3420EPV4uE/s72-c/campfireout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-1841762763405395599</id><published>2011-08-23T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T23:12:01.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run-ons'/><title type='text'>run-ons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_wafnEgXtjs/TlSF-1AN9HI/AAAAAAAACi4/g8vtJPLhB8Y/s1600/toes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_wafnEgXtjs/TlSF-1AN9HI/AAAAAAAACi4/g8vtJPLhB8Y/s400/toes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This may or may not be my current color but I was desperate to get something besides Bart on my blog as it opens up. Yeah...getting used to the dog but still do NOT consider myself a dog person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said...do not tell my boys or my husband that I slipped today while talking to a patient (no...not my instrument) and referred to Bart as "my dog". whatev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I am working 5 days! I don't think I have EVER worked five days in a row. (as a hygienist) I have been so spoiled, seriously. This will be a good test to see if I (and my fam) can do this. So far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I cleaned a woman's teeth who informed me that the first week of August was "National Clown Week". (I missed it). She and her husband have been clowning for over 40 years. She said for NCW they dressed up and went somewhere different every day. Elaine (name changed) was well over 70 and I swear if I looked close into the crevices of her smile lines, I could see bright red clown paint. She shared with me her best clown jokes..."Do you store your bandaids in the refrigerator?"&amp;nbsp; uh...no. "Why not? You should...in case you get cold cuts!" Don't know why I can't remember the others, ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give you one of my&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; (RMST)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; recession money saving tips: &lt;i&gt;see pic above&lt;/i&gt;...instead of a regular pedicure which can range anywhere from $15-30. (depending if you are in Utah or CA.), Just pay to have your nails clipped, filed and repainted. They look good and it only cost $10!! (and that is in CA). You can always soak and scrape your own heels for free, at home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love frozen blueberries in my cereal and my oatmeal. You should try them. Especially in your cereal...the milk gets sooo cold it is near to freezing. love. this. (oh, and it is purple too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At present: Chis is parking luxury cars for a living. Ben will walk your dog for a minimal fee. Jon is running cross country and Sam just sold a bunch of lego minifigures on ebay for several hundred dollars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your week is going well...last week of Summer for us...oh and guess what? soon, very soon we are ALL going camping (this includes the brown haired smelly one that lives in the laundry room, oh my!) It'll be a short trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-1841762763405395599?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/1841762763405395599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=1841762763405395599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1841762763405395599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1841762763405395599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/08/run-ons.html' title='run-ons'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_wafnEgXtjs/TlSF-1AN9HI/AAAAAAAACi4/g8vtJPLhB8Y/s72-c/toes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4616890282872420028</id><published>2011-08-20T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:36:15.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bart'/><title type='text'>dogs/kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When my kids were little, it was hard to keep the fingerprints off the glass sliders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOM-Hq1Fjgg/TlCWqAk2VcI/AAAAAAAACis/xBNLhZXOvdQ/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOM-Hq1Fjgg/TlCWqAk2VcI/AAAAAAAACis/xBNLhZXOvdQ/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bart keeps the slider way messier than the kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBf0viyYEgM/TlCXEjL1GWI/AAAAAAAACiw/MyQWgKyGZws/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBf0viyYEgM/TlCXEjL1GWI/AAAAAAAACiw/MyQWgKyGZws/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Like the kids, he is growing out of his&amp;nbsp;X Large&amp;nbsp;bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SaSD3fSysD0/TlCX_OxfX9I/AAAAAAAACi0/kvh5m019SdQ/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SaSD3fSysD0/TlCX_OxfX9I/AAAAAAAACi0/kvh5m019SdQ/s400/002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just like the kids, he pushes the boundaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(he is supposed to stay in the laundry room)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4616890282872420028?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4616890282872420028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4616890282872420028' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4616890282872420028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4616890282872420028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/08/dogskids.html' title='dogs/kids'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hOM-Hq1Fjgg/TlCWqAk2VcI/AAAAAAAACis/xBNLhZXOvdQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2833339899302628399</id><published>2011-08-19T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T20:58:44.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>MMMmmm!</title><content type='html'>I have a link to a yummy breakfast recipe for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--hBNuWUpDT0/Tk8w0qlUh0I/AAAAAAAACio/fvCi_qlxRSU/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--hBNuWUpDT0/Tk8w0qlUh0I/AAAAAAAACio/fvCi_qlxRSU/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://foreverfitsandiego.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keely's Baked Pumpkin Oatmeal&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you like pumpkin (think pumpkin pie spices)&lt;br /&gt;And oatmeal...you will like this.&lt;br /&gt;But I have &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3 warnings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; It does take one hour to bake so you must be patient. (I ate a handful of almonds after mixing it and putting it in the oven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;You will need Whey protein powder. (I guess you could try it without but it helps to make it more protein healthy and also is a natural sweetener..in a pinch you could play with adding more sugar...let me know if that works)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;Your kids &lt;strike&gt;probably&lt;/strike&gt; won't like this. (Which is okay since you make a large amount and can eat it for a week..just keep it in the fridge and warm each morning...mmm!) I love this...and Mark does too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. leaving out the Flax...does nothing to change the love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2833339899302628399?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2833339899302628399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2833339899302628399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2833339899302628399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2833339899302628399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/08/mmmmmm.html' title='MMMmmm!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--hBNuWUpDT0/Tk8w0qlUh0I/AAAAAAAACio/fvCi_qlxRSU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2935618690731381199</id><published>2011-08-17T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T09:32:55.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>It's an interesting question to ask yourself...do you trust your kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at the beach I realized that I really trust Jon, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the beach one of Jon's buddies had dug a deep hole and was trying to tunnel his way into it from the outside. [&lt;i&gt;His mom came to me very concerned since recently a teen aged boy had nearly suffocated to death in a Newport beach sand tunnel accident. You can read about that &lt;a href="http://www.happynews.com/news/842011/.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Drew's mom was worried and wasn't having success in encouraging her son to "stop digging" and "fill in the hole". She said, "Maybe if Jon would tell him to stop..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went over to find out what Jon thought. Jon sat perched at the side of the hole as he watched Drew dig deeper and deeper. I mentioned to Jon, Drew's mom's concerns. Jon said, "Mom, I think he's going to be okay." I asked, "Why don't you help him dig?" Jon told me that he didn't think Drew wanted anyone else to dig. He wanted it to be "his tunnel". Jon said, "I am just going to stay her to make sure he is okay. If anything happens, I'll get him out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hDvkA2i2QSY/TkyZsabQhzI/AAAAAAAACiY/ohvaSlSwi88/s1600/jonndrewtunnel2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hDvkA2i2QSY/TkyZsabQhzI/AAAAAAAACiY/ohvaSlSwi88/s400/jonndrewtunnel2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jon wrote above the original hole,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Drew's Cave"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Drew's mom had other children to watch out for so I told her that I would watch the digging]. &lt;/i&gt;It became quite apparent that Drew was not going to stop until he had completed the tunnel. Finally, after quite a bit of time, Drew allowed Jon to help him as he attempted to join the two holes to create the tunnel. From inside the hole, Drew hadn't been able to see what direction he needed to dig in order to connect to the outside hole. Since Jon had been watching from above, I think he had a pretty good idea of what had to happen in order for the connection to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTBf4F6AkTE/TkybVnT2BpI/AAAAAAAACic/eyAWDaPQ6_s/s1600/jonndrewrunnel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTBf4F6AkTE/TkybVnT2BpI/AAAAAAAACic/eyAWDaPQ6_s/s400/jonndrewrunnel.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I saw my son disappear into the dark sand cave. He started to dig from the original hole..only his feet and back side showing. Jon could tell that Drew wasn't far away with his shoveling efforts from the outside hole. Jon told me that it was really dark and silent inside the cave. Within a few minutes of digging together, Drew's shovel made contact with Jon's hand and soon they could see each other. A few more shovels full and they had a tunnel that any fit and courageous young person could shimmy through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5OniFsfJ1g/TkybhqcoNCI/AAAAAAAACig/JIxgWLZfIcg/s1600/jonndrewtunnel3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5OniFsfJ1g/TkybhqcoNCI/AAAAAAAACig/JIxgWLZfIcg/s400/jonndrewtunnel3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as both boys made it trough the tunnel (and a couple of other brave souls), Jon and Drew filled in the hole with the mounds of sand they had displaced and spent the rest of the afternoon and evening diving under &amp;nbsp;crashing waves, paddling against currents and doing other adventurous boy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned to the "mothers area" which consists of beach chairs, umbrellas, usually young kids, snacks, some reading but mostly discussing the adventures our kids are facing [in life]. We spoke of the differences between the world we grew up in and what our kids are facing. We spoke of expectations and realities; of other parents who we thought had similar values but were teaching differently than what we wanted taught in our homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the cool and calm evening breeze swept over the sand and we realized that the beach was starting to clear of its occupants. We all commented on how we liked 17th Street best at this hour. The sun is less intense, towels are used for the first time all day and you get the feeling that if you stay just a little longer you may, in fact, be the last group left on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed home and I started thinking about digging and tunnels and danger and friends. and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching your children face &amp;nbsp;danger that you can not stop, is one of the most helpless feelings in the world. Even if you ask them to stop their risky behavior,...there are some times for whatever reason [AGENCY] they feel compelled to continue.&amp;nbsp;It is at this point you must realize that your child has to dig alone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As you realize that your voice is not being heard and your warnings are going unheeded, you may look to others for help. You are so grateful to have others that are concerned, as you are. Even to just have someone else watching from the outside, somehow your burden is lifted, a bit. Other adults (like youth leaders) are essential at times like this, but nothing can compare to the concern of a peer. Friends are THE BEST!! &amp;nbsp;It was only after Jon had spent a long time just watching Drew, that Drew trusted Jon to help him. Jon had to be pretty brave to go half way to meet Drew. And because Jon had been watching from afar, he had a different perspective than Drew; he could see which direction Drew needed to proceed in in order to be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was touched by Jon's desire to stay close by his friend and his self confidence that he would be able to "save" Drew if he needed to. He seemed to have a sensitivity as to when he could step in to help and when he should just observe. Quickly I realized that Drew was one of the boys who just a couple of weeks before was supporting Jon on a strenuous kayak adventure two weeks post-op from his broken arm and surgery. Drew and the other boys stayed by Jon. They let him do as much as he could but were there if he needed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew's mom mentioned that I was able to stay "so calm" during all of this adventure and looming danger. At first I thought my&amp;nbsp;inner-peace&amp;nbsp;was due to the realization that sand tunnels weren't the scariest dangers I had watched my kids face but later I realized that the reason I was calm is that I trusted Jon. He has been such a responsible, level headed kid from a very young age. Even his older brothers have noticed this in him and appreciated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust will not eliminate the pit falls, but &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; help us stay calm through the digging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2935618690731381199?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2935618690731381199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2935618690731381199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2935618690731381199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2935618690731381199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/08/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hDvkA2i2QSY/TkyZsabQhzI/AAAAAAAACiY/ohvaSlSwi88/s72-c/jonndrewtunnel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3417382253304964900</id><published>2011-08-09T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:44:34.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deanne'/><title type='text'>VIPR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BbuYiNbWgA/TkILXWb8mxI/AAAAAAAACiU/L6Zqh4yEYik/s1600/deannenkath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BbuYiNbWgA/TkILXWb8mxI/AAAAAAAACiU/L6Zqh4yEYik/s400/deannenkath.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday, Deanne invited me to go to a workout with her at Mission Bay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(She's the muscles in the pink)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were introducing this new workout &lt;strike&gt;tool&lt;/strike&gt; toy called the &lt;a href="http://viprfit.com/"&gt;VIPR&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's pretty cool, she'll buy a bunch. She likes toys like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3417382253304964900?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3417382253304964900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3417382253304964900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3417382253304964900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3417382253304964900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/08/vipr.html' title='VIPR'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BbuYiNbWgA/TkILXWb8mxI/AAAAAAAACiU/L6Zqh4yEYik/s72-c/deannenkath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3386510550031938249</id><published>2011-08-07T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:53:05.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark'/><title type='text'>BSAC!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;How to spontaneously celebrate a most important day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RnnHJPUkEqw/Tj9RJEq_C5I/AAAAAAAACho/LYDQqkYDRWo/s1600/boardnbrew.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RnnHJPUkEqw/Tj9RJEq_C5I/AAAAAAAACho/LYDQqkYDRWo/s400/boardnbrew.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; First stop: Board n Brew, Del Mar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faes_aTbRRA/Tj9Rue3HlTI/AAAAAAAAChs/-Wvge-aLCqg/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faes_aTbRRA/Tj9Rue3HlTI/AAAAAAAAChs/-Wvge-aLCqg/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mark n I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;had a day to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;celebrate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EbGTnLQfO2s/Tj9VzokpzbI/AAAAAAAACh0/UxPrpl29SIk/s1600/mnkanniv.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EbGTnLQfO2s/Tj9VzokpzbI/AAAAAAAACh0/UxPrpl29SIk/s320/mnkanniv.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We shared a sandwich and beautiful beach hiking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NpJbwTYiIew/Tj9SHQyjDdI/AAAAAAAAChw/VA3OYYj6orM/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NpJbwTYiIew/Tj9SHQyjDdI/AAAAAAAAChw/VA3OYYj6orM/s400/003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was a &lt;b&gt;Gorgeous &lt;/b&gt;day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;with just the right combo of sunshine and cool&amp;nbsp; breezes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s34DMiLbrzU/Tj9Wf9aLGDI/AAAAAAAACh4/sAgGsUkCwDQ/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s34DMiLbrzU/Tj9Wf9aLGDI/AAAAAAAACh4/sAgGsUkCwDQ/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Doesn't this look a little like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delicate_Arch"&gt;"Delicate Arch" i&lt;/a&gt;n Southern UT?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We thoroughly enjoyed the beauties, together time, catching up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a little reminiscing of what we were doing that same day in '86.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went out and had Sushi for dinner...mmmm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; and I must say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; it was the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;est &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;pontaneous &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nniversary &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;elebration &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;to date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3386510550031938249?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3386510550031938249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3386510550031938249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3386510550031938249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3386510550031938249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/08/bsac.html' title='BSAC!!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RnnHJPUkEqw/Tj9RJEq_C5I/AAAAAAAACho/LYDQqkYDRWo/s72-c/boardnbrew.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-1499102005085191449</id><published>2011-08-04T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T07:42:45.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atonement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Even Better!</title><content type='html'>If you haven't yet heard or read Brad Wilcox's BYU devotional address from July 12, 2011, you must! You can go &lt;a href="http://byutv.org/show/723af06e-99dd-46f4-beff-9abbe91593f2#%21listMain"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and watch it. It is so very good. He gives some insights on the atonement and Christ's grace in a very clear and simple but profoundly original way that you must hear it for yourself. Think "Parable of the Bicycle" but closer to right on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the atonement is what it is all about...it is what makes this life doable. People talk about how complicated or multifaceted it is and how they are "just beginning to understand it", but I feel that the atonement as a concept is really quite simple; the application of it is what our mortal minds and heart must sift through. And all of that sifting is needed only because our&amp;nbsp;self-doubts&amp;nbsp;and fears block our progression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I find it much easier to believe in Christ's grace for "all mankind" than I do for me, for right now and in this very moment or struggle. But if I just heard that last sentence come from &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; mouth, I would plead with you to believe that Christ is there for &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;. Most days I am so thankful to say that I know he is there for me too but I am a doubter. I would have looked down...just like &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/14.31?lang=eng#30"&gt;Peter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurred to me in Sunday school a week or so ago, however, that when Christ said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande','Lucida Sans Unicode','Lucida Sans',Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"O thou of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="highlight" style="background-color: #f6f2c3; border-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="highlight" style="background-color: #f6f2c3; border-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;, wherefore didst thou doubt?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I don't believe this was a rebuke but rather a true inquiry. Christ wanted to understand where the doubt had come from or rather he wanted Peter to understand where the doubt originated. I know that it is Christ who can ultimately help me lose the fear and the doubt which will eventually enable me to recognize his hand always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-1499102005085191449?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/1499102005085191449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=1499102005085191449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1499102005085191449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1499102005085191449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/08/even-better.html' title='Even Better!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6780661349586724541</id><published>2011-08-01T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:21:33.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carmel Valley Boot Camp'/><title type='text'>Link</title><content type='html'>Today I posted another interview over on the Carmel Valley Boot Camp blog.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can check it out &lt;a href="http://foreverfitsandiego.blogspot.com/"&gt;here:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When you get to the blog, scroll down to the interview post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6780661349586724541?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6780661349586724541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6780661349586724541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6780661349586724541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6780661349586724541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/08/link.html' title='Link'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6403446399136741245</id><published>2011-07-30T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T22:01:21.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marge'/><title type='text'>Run-on phonepics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_a8DEeO_zg/TjTbDg4uAHI/AAAAAAAACg8/PL_mFCtu46Q/s1600/flatrock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_a8DEeO_zg/TjTbDg4uAHI/AAAAAAAACg8/PL_mFCtu46Q/s400/flatrock.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's solo beach run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did NOT feel like a run today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I had calories to burn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And endorphins to engage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, it was back to the beach for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwUuSEaAfyI/TjTchgvOevI/AAAAAAAAChA/soVl7OlwQqg/s1600/bartdrinkatmarges.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwUuSEaAfyI/TjTchgvOevI/AAAAAAAAChA/soVl7OlwQqg/s400/bartdrinkatmarges.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's an updated Bart pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam and I took a walk to see Marge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even Bart feels welcome at Marge's.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marge has Shingles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pray for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before we got Bart everyone told me that he would end up to me my dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is definitely Mark's dog. (first)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next Jon's Sam's and Ben's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and even Chris and Jesslyn probably go next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and me very last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have, however, discovered some things&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Bart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have in common.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. Our hair color is about the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. We both shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. We both like fresh veggies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. Sugar snap peas are OUR faves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. We both like to chew on ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;6. We both get in trouble for being too loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;7. We both eat too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8. We both get cranky if we don't get regular exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;9. We both spend a LOT of time in the laundry room&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;cuz we have to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;10. We both are very protective of the people that reside within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the walls of this house. &lt;i&gt;Intruders, BEWARE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Id5d6OTmPM/TjTfe6vvZjI/AAAAAAAAChE/shp0apsXtCI/s1600/mcdondrivupflwrs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Id5d6OTmPM/TjTfe6vvZjI/AAAAAAAAChE/shp0apsXtCI/s400/mcdondrivupflwrs.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The best part about living in San Diego...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There is beauty to be found everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These bright orange tropicals at the base of a palm tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;were growing next to the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;McDonald's drive through lane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(remember the movie soda??) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoy your weekend!&lt;/i&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/7392953118822607945-6403446399136741245?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6403446399136741245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6403446399136741245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6403446399136741245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6403446399136741245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/run-on-phonepics.html' title='Run-on phonepics'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_a8DEeO_zg/TjTbDg4uAHI/AAAAAAAACg8/PL_mFCtu46Q/s72-c/flatrock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-5644204554607103867</id><published>2011-07-28T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T14:18:55.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer 2011'/><title type='text'>Daydate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZXfWaxyRPQ/TjHRyBGmS-I/AAAAAAAACg0/ZAYv5x0tLqo/s1600/samsummerdate.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZXfWaxyRPQ/TjHRyBGmS-I/AAAAAAAACg0/ZAYv5x0tLqo/s400/samsummerdate.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-5644204554607103867?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/5644204554607103867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=5644204554607103867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5644204554607103867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5644204554607103867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/daydate.html' title='Daydate!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nZXfWaxyRPQ/TjHRyBGmS-I/AAAAAAAACg0/ZAYv5x0tLqo/s72-c/samsummerdate.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4293805939736223049</id><published>2011-07-25T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T21:25:15.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kayak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>Row, row...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJkLVob8CaM/Ti4-V3Po9II/AAAAAAAACgw/n6tFcUkrKQ8/s1600/IMG951418-763543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633508729214792834" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJkLVob8CaM/Ti4-V3Po9II/AAAAAAAACgw/n6tFcUkrKQ8/s400/IMG951418-763543.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine my relief and grateFULL heart when I received this&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;pic and note today from the Colorado River!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;------ MMS ------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received: Jul 25, 2011 4:57 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Kathleen. Jon is doing great. We are watching out for him&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4293805939736223049?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4293805939736223049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4293805939736223049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4293805939736223049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4293805939736223049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/fwd-fw.html' title='Row, row...'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJkLVob8CaM/Ti4-V3Po9II/AAAAAAAACgw/n6tFcUkrKQ8/s72-c/IMG951418-763543.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2696174804822696197</id><published>2011-07-25T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T23:22:05.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>Goodbye LHC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1o5rOMUPeqM/Ti3rY-rwpjI/AAAAAAAACgk/3icI4w4qixA/s1600/haircut1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1o5rOMUPeqM/Ti3rY-rwpjI/AAAAAAAACgk/3icI4w4qixA/s400/haircut1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Long Hair Club,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to join. In fact, I went for months and months with getting very little length cut off, but Friday when I went to visit Michelle, I caved. I gave her permission to cut and cut and cut! (6 " if you must know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear I must resign and am thus giving up my membership card and rejoining the SHC. I just fit in there better. (for now). I enjoyed the perks of flowing locks and bouncing curls for a few months anyway. I even dusted off the hot rollers once/week. I used my share of scrunchies, head bands and even donned a bow or two. But in the end...I always felt like an outsider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never like to truly close the door as you know I am prone to get bored with one club and regularly try out the other...I may be back. But not until next year, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Kath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nS50Sj18Tqw/Ti3tfJYCaWI/AAAAAAAACgo/HQFMsmKsC5c/s1600/haircut2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nS50Sj18Tqw/Ti3tfJYCaWI/AAAAAAAACgo/HQFMsmKsC5c/s320/haircut2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2696174804822696197?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2696174804822696197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2696174804822696197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2696174804822696197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2696174804822696197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/goodbye-lhc.html' title='Goodbye LHC!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1o5rOMUPeqM/Ti3rY-rwpjI/AAAAAAAACgk/3icI4w4qixA/s72-c/haircut1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2532736770452944182</id><published>2011-07-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T22:38:00.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>NICE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JjTfuAQ9BxI/Tie5aB-86yI/AAAAAAAACgc/w7OUWCqqj_M/s1600/flwrsfrmvicky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JjTfuAQ9BxI/Tie5aB-86yI/AAAAAAAACgc/w7OUWCqqj_M/s400/flwrsfrmvicky.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People have been so nice to us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jon has had cards sent, treats made for him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kayak completion, phone calls, texts and facebook messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to everyone for your thoughts and well wishes:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my friends at church is an awesome RN and has become my 411.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was so good to answer all of my odd ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she gave the best advice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Monday night just as Mark was mentioning how we are&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blessed by people around us who are believers in Christ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nurse Vicky shows up with food for Jon and flowers for me...so sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irnobP36Nok/Tie6m8Ed8-I/AAAAAAAACgg/zMU_b6nLhcI/s1600/mothernote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irnobP36Nok/Tie6m8Ed8-I/AAAAAAAACgg/zMU_b6nLhcI/s400/mothernote.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;the sentiment.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a crazy last couple of weeks around here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are lucky to have such great support!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2532736770452944182?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2532736770452944182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2532736770452944182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2532736770452944182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2532736770452944182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/nice.html' title='NICE!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JjTfuAQ9BxI/Tie5aB-86yI/AAAAAAAACgc/w7OUWCqqj_M/s72-c/flwrsfrmvicky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8014657524797364921</id><published>2011-07-16T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T22:30:59.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run-ons n recipe</title><content type='html'>Today Jon had a rough day. At least the start was pretty bad. I kicked it into gear with a few trips to the drug store, phone calls and texts to my medical standbys and wouldn't you know that CJane posted a recipe that worked wonders around here. This is very close to a recipe my mom always makes so I knew they would be yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;CJane’s Bran Muffins&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;4 cups All-Bran cereal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;2 cups boiling water&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1 cup margarine*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;2 1/2 cups sugar*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;4 eggs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1 quart buttermilk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;5 teaspoons baking soda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;5 cups flour&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;2 cups Bran Flakes cereal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;*I use butter instead of margarine and brown sugar instead of white. But do your thing. Don't let me stand in your way. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Pour boiling water over All-Bran cereal and let it sit. Cream butter and sugar; add eggs then dry ingredients alternating with buttermilk. Mix in All-Bran and water mixture. Last of all, stir in Bran Flakes. Bake at 400 degrees for 15 minutes in a greased or paper-lined muffin tins.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Thankfully for my house's sake, I got on an early cleaning roll that lasted much of the day and into the evening hours. Whew! Felt good. &amp;nbsp;Lucky for me, Mark chipped in&amp;nbsp;giving&amp;nbsp;me the momentum to keep going. It has been awhile folks...it says something when you start blogging about house cleaning like it was some event to be remembered. Indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I am joining my YW in a challenge to read the scriptures every day. I hope some of them are with me on this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I felt very impressed last time I read Alma 32 to challenge my girls to an "Experiment on my word...".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I was thinking about why it is important to believe...how I could help some of my YW who may not even yet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;have a desire to believe and I read Alma 32:22, 23:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;And now, behold, I say unto you, and I would that ye should remember, that God is&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: super;"&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/32?lang=eng#" id="footnote35" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=bofm&amp;amp;bookUri=alma&amp;amp;chapterUri=32&amp;amp;noteID=22a&amp;amp;lang=eng" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 16px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;merciful&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;unto all who believe on his name; therefore he desireth, in the first place, that ye should believe, yea, even on his word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-size: 13px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Sans', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 16px/22px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/scriptures/bofm/alma/32.23"&gt;&lt;a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="23" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="verse" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;And now, he imparteth his word by angels unto men, yea,&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="studyNoteMarker" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 1; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: super;"&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/alma/32?lang=eng#" id="footnote36" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=bofm&amp;amp;bookUri=alma&amp;amp;chapterUri=32&amp;amp;noteID=23a&amp;amp;lang=eng" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #486fae; font-size: 16px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;not&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;only men but women also.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 16px/22px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/scriptures/bofm/alma/32.23"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Who doesn't need/want God's mercy? We need to believe on his name and first believe on his word. To believe it, we must read it. And I love that it says he imparts his word to men and &lt;i&gt;women &lt;/i&gt;also.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 16px/22px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/scriptures/bofm/alma/32.23"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Last weekend was such a whirlwind around here...I am so thankful to have had a day at home to catch up. Today I laundered the 10 blankets, pillows and towels those band boys used. It was a mountain, I'm just sayin'. Did I mention that last Saturday when I left the house for my run that there was a bandmember sleeping in my driveway? Blanket under, blanket on top and a pillow. sound asleep. I bet my nosey neighbor across the street was wetting herself wanting to know what the heck was going on and she was searching and searching for some law we were breaking so that she could call the cops on us for sleeping in the driveway. Seriously folks, last Sunday some poor soul (whose car looked like Ben's but it wasn't...I am sure she thought it was him) got a ticket because she called the cops...they had parked in front of the mailboxes. Did I mention it was Sunday? I could give you more neighbor stories but that will have to wait for a future post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; font: normal normal normal 16px/22px Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/scriptures/bofm/alma/32.23"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am off to bed, goodnight.&lt;/i&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/7392953118822607945-8014657524797364921?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8014657524797364921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8014657524797364921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8014657524797364921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8014657524797364921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/run-ons-n-recipe.html' title='Run-ons n recipe'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3485880302883222077</id><published>2011-07-13T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T21:31:37.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>HighAdventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ElVD8yDAVK4/Th5sOFWfYXI/AAAAAAAACgM/i7tegfWvE8A/s1600/kayak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ElVD8yDAVK4/Th5sOFWfYXI/AAAAAAAACgM/i7tegfWvE8A/s400/kayak.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;here's the problem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...for months now all of the boys 14-18 in our ward have been planning a kayak trip for the last week of July. I mean...serious planning. Like they have MADE the kayaks. Jon has been working for weeks and weeks on the kayaks. This week they were to each finish theirs.&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Jon broke his arm, &lt;/b&gt;remember?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Today, Jon's BFF and his Dad spent the day working on Jon's kayak. They are determined to get it finished so that if there is ANY way Jon can go on the trip, his kayak will be ready. Sooooo nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8YxaF066eo/Th5t0bZK9ZI/AAAAAAAACgQ/CcoCYTBxUzI/s1600/jonbldgkayak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8YxaF066eo/Th5t0bZK9ZI/AAAAAAAACgQ/CcoCYTBxUzI/s400/jonbldgkayak.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On our way home from the church, we stopped for Jon to spray down his kayak. Something about it making the canvas tighten before the next resin layer. He does have one good arm, still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZM7HD19Xb4g/Th5vQgID5WI/AAAAAAAACgU/_swxyRkYlMk/s1600/kayaksbldg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZM7HD19Xb4g/Th5vQgID5WI/AAAAAAAACgU/_swxyRkYlMk/s400/kayaksbldg.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U8YxaF066eo/Th5t0bZK9ZI/AAAAAAAACgQ/CcoCYTBxUzI/s1600/jonbldgkayak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's actually pretty cool. By the time they are all finished, they will have made 15 kayaks. Here you can see some of them at different stages of completion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I guess I better be chatting with the surgeon soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've got some pretty determined young men (and leaders).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3485880302883222077?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3485880302883222077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3485880302883222077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3485880302883222077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3485880302883222077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/highadventure.html' title='HighAdventure'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ElVD8yDAVK4/Th5sOFWfYXI/AAAAAAAACgM/i7tegfWvE8A/s72-c/kayak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4688537302199382189</id><published>2011-07-12T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T22:23:59.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>gown,hat n booties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-pY1ZY-i2M/Th0p8YToQwI/AAAAAAAACgI/GajCxJlz6k8/s1600/jonsurgeryb4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-pY1ZY-i2M/Th0p8YToQwI/AAAAAAAACgI/GajCxJlz6k8/s400/jonsurgeryb4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The surgery went well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark texted me this pic from the pre-op room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam and Mark waited at the surgical center&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and sent over regular updates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was working today and a bit preoccupied&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;until Mark texted that Jon was home again and sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; He is sore but doing okay for this early on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to all for prayers and support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jon posted the "after x-ray" on facebook if you are so inclined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you must excuse me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am going back to rubbing his legs or something like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told him that even though he is 14 and big, I still want to hold him in my arms today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4688537302199382189?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4688537302199382189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4688537302199382189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4688537302199382189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4688537302199382189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/gownhat-n-booties.html' title='gown,hat n booties'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5-pY1ZY-i2M/Th0p8YToQwI/AAAAAAAACgI/GajCxJlz6k8/s72-c/jonsurgeryb4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3183117902688746978</id><published>2011-07-11T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T22:19:28.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>Flipped</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MCzSv6M8ETw/ThvYEHN_EAI/AAAAAAAACgA/ft6BYHFFItw/s1600/jonxray.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MCzSv6M8ETw/ThvYEHN_EAI/AAAAAAAACgA/ft6BYHFFItw/s400/jonxray.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello snapped radius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday Jon and the trampoline had an unfortunate meeting place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He tells me his buff triceps saved his upper arm and elbow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No doubt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DbLjr1GIH_c/ThvYgJxd8sI/AAAAAAAACgE/iMhGbOFla3g/s1600/jonbrknarm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DbLjr1GIH_c/ThvYgJxd8sI/AAAAAAAACgE/iMhGbOFla3g/s400/jonbrknarm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;texting and facebook sharing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;turn difficult situations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;into bragging rites:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surgery tomorrow morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love this one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3183117902688746978?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3183117902688746978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3183117902688746978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3183117902688746978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3183117902688746978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/flipped.html' title='Flipped'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MCzSv6M8ETw/ThvYEHN_EAI/AAAAAAAACgA/ft6BYHFFItw/s72-c/jonxray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-9024771022015746418</id><published>2011-07-11T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T00:05:33.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ben'/><title type='text'>Concert.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCUUhz6f25s/ThqeSVDpczI/AAAAAAAACfo/4CmDKTMfyaU/s1600/punkband.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCUUhz6f25s/ThqeSVDpczI/AAAAAAAACfo/4CmDKTMfyaU/s320/punkband.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ears still echo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i fit right in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chose not to mosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;evrybody was movin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Blanks dedicated a song to Ben.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big night for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-9024771022015746418?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/9024771022015746418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=9024771022015746418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/9024771022015746418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/9024771022015746418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/concert.html' title='Concert.'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCUUhz6f25s/ThqeSVDpczI/AAAAAAAACfo/4CmDKTMfyaU/s72-c/punkband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4059212246662213352</id><published>2011-07-09T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T16:03:07.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ben'/><title type='text'>NeverSay....</title><content type='html'>This weekend we are hosting two (yes, 2) Northern California punk bands (yes, punk). Ben has booked them a show at a local hot spot here in SD. There are 10 (yes, 10) members of said bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lq0nwbo74Fg/ThjUbMubtFI/AAAAAAAACfk/fRk-8la_ktU/s1600/checafe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lq0nwbo74Fg/ThjUbMubtFI/AAAAAAAACfk/fRk-8la_ktU/s400/checafe.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Che Cafe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the venue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I endorsing the show...well, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Blanks, Walnut Creek, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/myjJpG_LAl8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/myjJpG_LAl8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/myjJpG_LAl8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decide for yourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our third garage is now stocked with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10 towels, blankets, pillows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welcome to:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Blanks and The Caps!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(My life NEVER ceases to surprise me...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4059212246662213352?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4059212246662213352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4059212246662213352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4059212246662213352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4059212246662213352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/neversay.html' title='NeverSay....'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lq0nwbo74Fg/ThjUbMubtFI/AAAAAAAACfk/fRk-8la_ktU/s72-c/checafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8094471867809988084</id><published>2011-07-06T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T20:14:13.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O'blogatory</title><content type='html'>Alright, alright cuz everybody else is doing it...here is a looksie into our 4th celeb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SeP98sTVrzg/ThUfN4Ng7TI/AAAAAAAACfY/4e20nR2-Jds/s1600/4thofjulyb4firwrks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SeP98sTVrzg/ThUfN4Ng7TI/AAAAAAAACfY/4e20nR2-Jds/s400/4thofjulyb4firwrks.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We watched the fireworks from a top a nearby neighborhood. We could see the fairgrounds display as well as something in Rancho just around the corner. (prob somebody's personal partay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekvjx3Jg9qA/ThUfyiHR6cI/AAAAAAAACfc/40kjI3bGacA/s1600/4thofjulyb4firwrks4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ekvjx3Jg9qA/ThUfyiHR6cI/AAAAAAAACfc/40kjI3bGacA/s400/4thofjulyb4firwrks4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always time for some baseball...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_SECzvfvluE/ThUgSUDO1AI/AAAAAAAACfg/T270zDbQK4I/s1600/4thofjulyb4firwrks3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_SECzvfvluE/ThUgSUDO1AI/AAAAAAAACfg/T270zDbQK4I/s400/4thofjulyb4firwrks3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought this guy was having his own party. He was bbqing n everything.&lt;br /&gt;House was dark.&lt;br /&gt;No on else appeared.&lt;br /&gt;Even the balloons appeared deflated.&lt;br /&gt;He did have on a new red shirt, though.&lt;br /&gt;And then the darkness came.&lt;br /&gt;And so did his party.&lt;br /&gt;Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a sincere thank you to the unknowing homeowner who &lt;br /&gt;allowed Sam to relieve his dire thirst&lt;br /&gt;at their spigot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoyed your holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-8094471867809988084?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8094471867809988084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8094471867809988084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8094471867809988084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8094471867809988084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/oblogatory.html' title='O&apos;blogatory'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SeP98sTVrzg/ThUfN4Ng7TI/AAAAAAAACfY/4e20nR2-Jds/s72-c/4thofjulyb4firwrks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7535955958397370567</id><published>2011-07-03T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T19:13:03.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>MustRead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AswsbNMO-4c/ThEhLvnbtlI/AAAAAAAACfU/uSZYH59mSiE/s1600/mixedupfiles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AswsbNMO-4c/ThEhLvnbtlI/AAAAAAAACfU/uSZYH59mSiE/s640/mixedupfiles.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sam and I just finished reading this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; Love this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have you read it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Written in 1967.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The story of a brother and sister who run away to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Metropolitan Museum of Art in NYC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;try it...you WILL enjoy:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7535955958397370567?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7535955958397370567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7535955958397370567' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7535955958397370567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7535955958397370567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/mustread.html' title='MustRead'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AswsbNMO-4c/ThEhLvnbtlI/AAAAAAAACfU/uSZYH59mSiE/s72-c/mixedupfiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8214442717330806170</id><published>2011-07-01T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T22:32:53.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>the bank teller always wants to know my weekend plans.&lt;br /&gt;on monday people always ask, "did you have a good weekend?".&lt;br /&gt;i don't like having to have plans when I have no plans.&lt;br /&gt;weekends are not much different than weekdays, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went to an event that i felt i should go to&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go to, a little.&lt;br /&gt;mostly i didn't want to&lt;i&gt; not&lt;/i&gt; go.&lt;br /&gt;it was awkward.&lt;br /&gt;but it felt good to have someone familiar next to me to share the awkward with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not a good faker.&lt;br /&gt;well, some things can be faked.&lt;br /&gt;dancing is not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could have danced alone.&lt;br /&gt;some people do.&lt;br /&gt;some people don't care who they dance with. &lt;br /&gt;i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a good, long therapy run.&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to go with someone, i think.&lt;br /&gt;it would have to be the right someone.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will run alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-8214442717330806170?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8214442717330806170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8214442717330806170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8214442717330806170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8214442717330806170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6962607244379554511</id><published>2011-06-26T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T23:16:22.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>runonphonepics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a46gWnRzXrE/Tggb6f7CoTI/AAAAAAAACe0/GimJ4VxFb3c/s1600/guyflemsign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a46gWnRzXrE/Tggb6f7CoTI/AAAAAAAACe0/GimJ4VxFb3c/s400/guyflemsign.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BIG NEWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...I mean, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;cheer out loud news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guy Fleming loop...&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;NOW OPEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, I know...you have all been doing the out n back on the right side, like me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(seriously...is there anyone out there who knows what I am talking about?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell me someone, someone shares in the thrill...yes?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Saturday...I did the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;full loop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First time since FOREVER and it is GORGEOUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(has been closed for who knows what for over a year...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCEnJNyVbmo/Tggc2LK2xKI/AAAAAAAACe4/l54WTGXmYww/s1600/guyflem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCEnJNyVbmo/Tggc2LK2xKI/AAAAAAAACe4/l54WTGXmYww/s400/guyflem.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;from the lookout before you loop back...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ESaCuVOKir4/TggdBINX06I/AAAAAAAACe8/qaIiBVFA65w/s1600/meguyflemrun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ESaCuVOKir4/TggdBINX06I/AAAAAAAACe8/qaIiBVFA65w/s400/meguyflemrun.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;proof I was there...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You don't think this is big blogging news do you...hmmm.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iR69FmYwtJ4/TggdaRAQ9wI/AAAAAAAACfA/oqAjlhlkmG8/s1600/melba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iR69FmYwtJ4/TggdaRAQ9wI/AAAAAAAACfA/oqAjlhlkmG8/s320/melba.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;meet Melba. She would be thrilled with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that Guy Flemming is open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think she and Guy go even further back than Guy and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now they have history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Melba shared with me the spot she stood in as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mother of the bride" for a perfect stranger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on Guy Flemming's trail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is that beautiful, folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so is Melba!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;really. e.v.e.r.y.b.o.d.y. loves Melba and I am NO exception:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is this??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYDIShEgcUs/TggecOhURrI/AAAAAAAACfI/bDPHZ_CSf1w/s1600/ddswaitrm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jYDIShEgcUs/TggecOhURrI/AAAAAAAACfI/bDPHZ_CSf1w/s400/ddswaitrm.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This would be the reception room(?) where I interviewed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on Saturday. Could it be tinier? Could they have picked a smaller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;couch to fill it or perhaps a few chairs. I mean who wants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to share a couch (I don't care how comfy) with strangers??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not me. Anyway...enough of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TCH_jlSousE/TggeCywxLOI/AAAAAAAACfE/Jrfd4ayBIr8/s1600/margesunsetwalk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TCH_jlSousE/TggeCywxLOI/AAAAAAAACfE/Jrfd4ayBIr8/s400/margesunsetwalk.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As Saturday evening arrived, I found myself with &lt;a href="http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/search?q=marge"&gt;Marge.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went on a walk and saw the sun in such splendor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that Marge considered the end of the world might just happen right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then. and. there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was that glorious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Have a great week!!...mine will be busy ...hope to check in though.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6962607244379554511?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6962607244379554511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6962607244379554511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6962607244379554511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6962607244379554511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/06/runonphonepics.html' title='runonphonepics'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a46gWnRzXrE/Tggb6f7CoTI/AAAAAAAACe0/GimJ4VxFb3c/s72-c/guyflemsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3047267256008647143</id><published>2011-06-24T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T19:17:39.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Cal'/><title type='text'>run-ons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWmRf-Yze1c/TgVl3aL0uZI/AAAAAAAACeo/2hicxN4Pj0Q/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWmRf-Yze1c/TgVl3aL0uZI/AAAAAAAACeo/2hicxN4Pj0Q/s640/001.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember me mentioning that Sam used an exercise ball to sit on at school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, now that it is Summer the ball has come home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7S7gkmZXIF0/TgVm3xJIiPI/AAAAAAAACes/RnD-qiVpoW0/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7S7gkmZXIF0/TgVm3xJIiPI/AAAAAAAACes/RnD-qiVpoW0/s400/002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And is now my computer chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Evcx6LDiHu4/TgVnMPRLA9I/AAAAAAAACew/GdpFWyUlHgM/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Evcx6LDiHu4/TgVnMPRLA9I/AAAAAAAACew/GdpFWyUlHgM/s400/003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Know what this is??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam's target for pitching practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it is so cool how Mark can make anything he/we need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucky us! I wanted a pic of Sam pitching into the target&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but Sam refused. seriously. my baby does not want to be on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's going to limit my pictures (even more).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Get ready, Bart...you are all I have left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, that target is the perfect dimensions of "the strike zone".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course it is...If you hit the canvas, you got it,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PVC frame? That'll be a ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working more the past few weeks and many of those days have been for an office in Lemon Grove. I like this office. The DDS is really particular about his work. Reminds me of my Dad. It is hard to find someone who will do it again and again until it is just right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Two nights ago I had insomnia, like all night long! I couldn't figure out why this was happening and then Mark reminded me of the protein shake I had made for us right before going to bed. Usually I use light chocolate Soy milk but this time I only had plain soy milk so I dumped in a whole lotta cocoa...I mean a lot of it. It was delish!! But hello caffeine fix, oops. Messed me up. Then this morning I woke at 4 a.m. to wish Jon good voyage as he embarked on a long road trip with Bryce and his fam to BYU/EFY. My body is outta wack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember how last Summer I was supposed to read the Book of Mormon with the Young Women. (As in I was supposed to finish it by the end of last Summer, ahem.) Well, I am starting again...where I left off from last year. I have been sneaking my reads in (since Mark is usually asleep when I decide to read) with the little book light my mom gave me for Christmas. It makes it all the more fun feeling like I am defying all lights out rules to get in my read. And why is it that when I read the B of M and come across a character that I feel I am reading it for the very first time when, in fact, I have completed the book several times? Why don't I remember that Korihor was a real bad guy? I am in the middle of Alma. It's a good read. I'd recommend it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chris and Jesslyn came down on Monday to celebrate Father's Day. It is always so good to have them here! And can I just say that Jesslyn looked darling...she always does but it seems she gets prettier and prettier every time I see her. (hope you read this Jess, cuz it is THE TRUTH!) It is actually a bit crazy when they come because they bring their dogs who are used to being inside ALL THE TIME and I let them come in NOT AT ALL! They play with Bart for awhile but then they run from window to window whining wondering why they can't join in on the party...am I mean? I think not. I am furniture protecting, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm hungry, but it is late so according to Deanne, I am NOT hungry. I should be sleeping but instead I am rambling. I am working out less so I should be eating less. Went to the beach for the first official beach days and I listened to women discuss their body flaws. I did not participate because I was fully clothed and there is something about being in a swimsuit which must make every woman make excuses or point out flaws on their body. Perhaps I will go to every beach days fully clothed. Sometime I will write a post entitled,&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You know you are in San Diego/Southern CA when..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The first thing on my list would be: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; After years of NEVER no NEVER considering cosmetic surgery you begin to ever so slightly consider the possibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; While grocery shopping, you come across a woman who is "running in place" while contemplating which form of milk she should purchase. (keeping the calorie burn up??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt;You freeze when the temp drops 5 degrees to the 50s for crying out loud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;/b&gt;You are sweating droplets and moaning to all you come in contact with when the temps soar above 75!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I digress...best be off to bed since I must get in my Saturday run before donning my interview outfit, yet again. I hate "try outs". I am really not good at them. In case you are doubting me, don't. I have quite a long list of tryouts through the years that went very poorly for me. I did make pep club, you are right, but then EVERYBODY did. &lt;i&gt;Good night. I think the exercise ball is giving me sciatica!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3047267256008647143?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3047267256008647143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3047267256008647143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3047267256008647143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3047267256008647143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/06/run-ons.html' title='run-ons'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rWmRf-Yze1c/TgVl3aL0uZI/AAAAAAAACeo/2hicxN4Pj0Q/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2743048037319995944</id><published>2011-06-19T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T22:05:16.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Dad's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPdCbtu5oKA/Tf7RiYUMG4I/AAAAAAAACec/u1ulGv81k6Y/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPdCbtu5oKA/Tf7RiYUMG4I/AAAAAAAACec/u1ulGv81k6Y/s640/022.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;(Today the following Janeen Brady song has been circling inside of my head)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: 130%;"&gt;My dad’s the biggest guy, and my dad’s the strongest guy, and my dad’s the nicest guy of any guy in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;He can do anything, he’ll fix your bike or fly your kite, cause my dad, my dad’s the greatest guy around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;He can throw a ball so high you think it’s going to break the sky; he knows the name of every kind of jet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;(vrooooooom);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;He can add up any sum; he always has money for bubble gum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I haven’t figured how he does it yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;But, my dad’s the smartest guy, and my dad’s the bravest guy, and my dad’s the neatest guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;It’s positively so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Maybe I’ll introduce you, then you’ll know that it’s the truth that my dad, my dad’s the greatest guy you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LspAszlVtEA/Tf7SbjQTmTI/AAAAAAAACeg/HG2TRwj3RWk/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LspAszlVtEA/Tf7SbjQTmTI/AAAAAAAACeg/HG2TRwj3RWk/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Happy Father's Day!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8tKwEHi9r1E/Tf7T7CeOlQI/AAAAAAAACek/Ievfjdfk-iQ/s1600/fathersdaybrkfst.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8tKwEHi9r1E/Tf7T7CeOlQI/AAAAAAAACek/Ievfjdfk-iQ/s400/fathersdaybrkfst.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I've been involved in this type of celebrating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;hope it was happy for you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And for the food enthusiasts and cuz my phone pics do not do my menu justice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Toasted flat bread, hummus and smoked salmon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;yogurt with berries and gronola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;oatmeal pancakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And the day continued similarly, thus the sink full o' dishes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;that I am now going to address,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;good night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #073763; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2743048037319995944?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2743048037319995944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2743048037319995944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2743048037319995944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2743048037319995944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/06/dads-day.html' title='Dad&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPdCbtu5oKA/Tf7RiYUMG4I/AAAAAAAACec/u1ulGv81k6Y/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6467217844093663854</id><published>2011-06-18T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T21:17:18.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><title type='text'>"S" is for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJW0K27LxgY/Tf12mHFrwqI/AAAAAAAACeE/0JVL1797qjQ/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJW0K27LxgY/Tf12mHFrwqI/AAAAAAAACeE/0JVL1797qjQ/s640/001.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I was napping on a Saturday (I do that sometimes...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam found a rattler (baby, but still...) sunning itself on our driveway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfp-UFxjKkg/Tf12_NW8BmI/AAAAAAAACeI/8JLlf-mYwfw/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfp-UFxjKkg/Tf12_NW8BmI/AAAAAAAACeI/8JLlf-mYwfw/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After putting it in a box and listening to it rattle and hisssss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben told Sam it was okay to kill a rattler if it was near a populated area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam took it out with the garden clippers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Sorry, Jane...I know this will not be your favorite post.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark wanted nothing to do with the reptile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I wanted pics&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to document Sam's bravery&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Ben's knowledge of snake killing law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I touched it...kindof squishy and smooth. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam thinks this is a cool start to his Summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6467217844093663854?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6467217844093663854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6467217844093663854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6467217844093663854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6467217844093663854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/06/s-is-for.html' title='&quot;S&quot; is for'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJW0K27LxgY/Tf12mHFrwqI/AAAAAAAACeE/0JVL1797qjQ/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4647998185779948463</id><published>2011-06-17T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:48:17.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><title type='text'>B.Y.E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nn5t-ATvfwg/Tfwozp5DXLI/AAAAAAAACd4/2mFdOLFt3vU/s1600/samsbye.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="81" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nn5t-ATvfwg/Tfwozp5DXLI/AAAAAAAACd4/2mFdOLFt3vU/s400/samsbye.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-faqRYhR0FZI/TfwpQ29YZbI/AAAAAAAACd8/9yZu7hhmcEY/s1600/2011-06-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-faqRYhR0FZI/TfwpQ29YZbI/AAAAAAAACd8/9yZu7hhmcEY/s640/2011-06-09.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{collage contents: Daily Sun Salutations, Sam and friend perform "Who's On First", Last day of school friends, Sam and Mrs. Wilken--master teacher and fan of sam!!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the first day of school this year someone whispered in my ear that Sam's teacher was "the one to get" and they were RIGHT!! Mrs. Wilken was amazing!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I loved that they did Sun salutations and a quick run every morning before class began.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love that she got to know and appreciate Sam and even fostered his good sense of humor and social finesse. She could have been bugged by his quick comebacks and comments (as were some of the specialty teachers at times) but instead she took the time in such a diplomatic way to teach him how to recognize when and where such comments would be appropriate and when he should choose to keep quiet.&lt;i&gt; (A lesson I wish I could've learned in 5th grade...no thanks, Mrs. Porath) &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She also had high academic expectations for the kids and had them regularly do presentations in front of each other. She was tough when she graded said presentations. Sam worked harder and harder each month until finally his last "Discovery Quest" he earned an A+ all points possible!:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She has an infectious energy for life and learning and she thoroughly enjoyed her students and encouraged a supportive, cohesive class. They all really liked each other and felt like the belonged to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Team Wilken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah...At about Christmas time they did away with their desk chairs and got exercise balls to sit on..an ingenious idea especially for active boys that might just need a way to keep the energy moving in order to keep still. It sounds counter intuitive but actually worked out very well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It was sad for the kids in Sam's class to say goodbye to their B.Y.E!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4647998185779948463?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4647998185779948463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4647998185779948463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4647998185779948463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4647998185779948463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/06/bye.html' title='B.Y.E.'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nn5t-ATvfwg/Tfwozp5DXLI/AAAAAAAACd4/2mFdOLFt3vU/s72-c/samsbye.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-68595640763824086</id><published>2011-06-17T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:56:07.895-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan'/><title type='text'>CVMS'11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukl2o2TDVLw/TfwkhZQyn6I/AAAAAAAACd0/AcXBE7UrS40/s1600/2011-06-17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukl2o2TDVLw/TfwkhZQyn6I/AAAAAAAACd0/AcXBE7UrS40/s640/2011-06-17.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Carmel Valley Middle School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Class of 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(all 733 of them!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You realize that every graduate has at least 2 guests coming to snap pics and give hugs etc. I must have received 49 emails and phone messages regarding the logistics of parking, when to arrive, when and where to drop off and pick up your students etc, etc. It was a BYOC (bring your own chair) experience and thank heavens Mark was there to get the pics above all of the heads that I was trying to look through. Jon wasn't looking too thrilled until it was all over. See how much taller he is than I am?!? He was shorter than me when we moved to S.D.!!&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Jon is ready for Summer!! &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And bring on high school:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/7392953118822607945-68595640763824086?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/68595640763824086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=68595640763824086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/68595640763824086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/68595640763824086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/06/cvms11.html' title='CVMS&apos;11'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukl2o2TDVLw/TfwkhZQyn6I/AAAAAAAACd0/AcXBE7UrS40/s72-c/2011-06-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6334214732703695341</id><published>2011-06-12T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T22:01:21.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>equality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqfvqxOdY-U/TfWZU8yRVcI/AAAAAAAACdc/95eZCkEhQGY/s1600/sandwichheels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqfvqxOdY-U/TfWZU8yRVcI/AAAAAAAACdc/95eZCkEhQGY/s400/sandwichheels.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's wishing all of my parenting dilemmas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;were as easily solved as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Who gets the wheat heel?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6334214732703695341?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6334214732703695341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6334214732703695341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6334214732703695341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6334214732703695341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/06/equality.html' title='equality'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sqfvqxOdY-U/TfWZU8yRVcI/AAAAAAAACdc/95eZCkEhQGY/s72-c/sandwichheels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3031951904603185547</id><published>2011-06-11T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T18:38:48.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Saturday Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QM8RtZ9KVWQ/TfPsVD6-VAI/AAAAAAAACc0/eBbOXiQeGE0/s1600/satrunII611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QM8RtZ9KVWQ/TfPsVD6-VAI/AAAAAAAACc0/eBbOXiQeGE0/s400/satrunII611.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the view...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqvtzEbGcCE/TfPsmNiRSBI/AAAAAAAACc4/f9XCpgQ2KrY/s1600/satrun611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqvtzEbGcCE/TfPsmNiRSBI/AAAAAAAACc4/f9XCpgQ2KrY/s400/satrun611.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lucky for me the sun didn't come out until I was home and showered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been doing long runs every Saturday for about 8 years now. I really do enjoy the long run. I take them slow. I choose a different route than what I would run on a normal week day run. In San Diego my runs usually involve the beach or at least ocean views. In Northern Cali I would opt for the loop around Walnut Creek or my fave was running up Mt. Diablo. It was so hard and steep but oh! so glorious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was a "tough getting my head off the pillow" day. Some days are like that. Lucky for me my friend, Ann was also dragging herself out the door for a run and her text actually woke me up around 8am. (imagine!) Ann likes to run short, hilly, fast runs. So, we were not to be running partners today but at least we were able to coax each other out the door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every now and then I like to give you running tips just in case someone out there reading my blog runs or thinks about doing so on occasion. Here are my motivational tips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;when getting out the door to run&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;(or do any form of exercise, really)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; just seems so very hard to do...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Plan your run ahead of time so you know where you are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Try a new route...scope it out in the car first or use &lt;a href="http://gmap-pedometer.com/"&gt;gmap pedometer.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Buy something new to wear: shoes, hat, head band, water bottle holder, fanny pack. (always fun to have&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; something new to try).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Put together a new play list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Try running your usual route backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(My fave...) Plan to go with a running partner. It is always easier to get out knowing someone is waiting to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Set your clothes out the night before and make sure that everything is charged...gps, tunes etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Try a new form of nutrition. Right now I am cutting Cliff bars in half. They taste pretty good and so far minimal digestive issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Make it a destination run...like to get your favorite energy drink or to meet family members at the park or even to mail a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Run where it is most beautiful/inspiring for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What motivates you to run (or workout)??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-3031951904603185547?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/3031951904603185547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=3031951904603185547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3031951904603185547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/3031951904603185547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/06/saturday-run.html' title='Saturday Run'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QM8RtZ9KVWQ/TfPsVD6-VAI/AAAAAAAACc0/eBbOXiQeGE0/s72-c/satrunII611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-5983800134691919670</id><published>2011-06-05T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T20:36:41.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sailing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caren and John'/><title type='text'>Sailin' in SD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTDE3SKKDCg/Tewrqzfgs5I/AAAAAAAACbo/Lny69KZUq4w/s1600/DSC_0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTDE3SKKDCg/Tewrqzfgs5I/AAAAAAAACbo/Lny69KZUq4w/s640/DSC_0195.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTDE3SKKDCg/Tewrqzfgs5I/AAAAAAAACbo/Lny69KZUq4w/s1600/DSC_0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In our extended family we rotate family names for &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;gifts.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2010 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;meant that my Brother, John and his wife, Caren gave to &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;John is a sailor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.he gave us a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;day of sailing in San Diego.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well...yesterday we got our Christmas gift and it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A.&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;W.&lt;/span&gt;E.S.O.M.E!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Just look at the pics below...bet you wish John gets your family name in 2011...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Le-CHEuip4/TewtFB4h-gI/AAAAAAAACbs/U3pv9CwAzfU/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Le-CHEuip4/TewtFB4h-gI/AAAAAAAACbs/U3pv9CwAzfU/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It takes A LOT to set up a sail boat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HaCg_I1yNxk/TewtUfHuoHI/AAAAAAAACbw/uxp6v6cEAds/s1600/DSC_0136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HaCg_I1yNxk/TewtUfHuoHI/AAAAAAAACbw/uxp6v6cEAds/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALL the guys went first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BDO0RXmW45E/TewtnEsiE3I/AAAAAAAACb0/vL0K-JorJ7k/s1600/DSC_0142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BDO0RXmW45E/TewtnEsiE3I/AAAAAAAACb0/vL0K-JorJ7k/s640/DSC_0142.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h8LSLOVWMiU/Tewt-oF99bI/AAAAAAAACb4/26poAPXYfLI/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h8LSLOVWMiU/Tewt-oF99bI/AAAAAAAACb4/26poAPXYfLI/s400/DSC_0146.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next each of the boys got a solo sail...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7XzvBRKd8k/TewvYhLWHJI/AAAAAAAACb8/V_WXwMKobS0/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7XzvBRKd8k/TewvYhLWHJI/AAAAAAAACb8/V_WXwMKobS0/s640/DSC_0177.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First up...&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3j2VuVNg4uo/TexBTTn1KWI/AAAAAAAACcA/rB4bkIFsYW4/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3j2VuVNg4uo/TexBTTn1KWI/AAAAAAAACcA/rB4bkIFsYW4/s640/DSC_0173.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's hanging off the trapeze...brave one:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y71Ef_Zog8I/TexBydD3MxI/AAAAAAAACcE/wvEjoPhyy0U/s1600/DSC_0175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y71Ef_Zog8I/TexBydD3MxI/AAAAAAAACcE/wvEjoPhyy0U/s400/DSC_0175.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Next up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M41_x5QR250/TexCJai1OAI/AAAAAAAACcI/Cx2c_afDhh8/s1600/DSC_0178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M41_x5QR250/TexCJai1OAI/AAAAAAAACcI/Cx2c_afDhh8/s640/DSC_0178.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xZVboWu0mA/TexC5mJFeXI/AAAAAAAACcM/rWZ1f53Upfw/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xZVboWu0mA/TexC5mJFeXI/AAAAAAAACcM/rWZ1f53Upfw/s640/DSC_0181.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWg1LbtslTo/TexDSfmVozI/AAAAAAAACcQ/O_nUSgL-jDU/s1600/DSC_0189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zWg1LbtslTo/TexDSfmVozI/AAAAAAAACcQ/O_nUSgL-jDU/s400/DSC_0189.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMM8sHYYr_Q/TexEQwiMIdI/AAAAAAAACcU/qfyrEK9G16s/s1600/Saling+Mission+Bay1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMM8sHYYr_Q/TexEQwiMIdI/AAAAAAAACcU/qfyrEK9G16s/s400/Saling+Mission+Bay1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes...I even took a turn on the boat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2JpbiOLRk8/TexE9mA77yI/AAAAAAAACcY/-StX5rtQs9Q/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2JpbiOLRk8/TexE9mA77yI/AAAAAAAACcY/-StX5rtQs9Q/s400/DSC_0165.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And....uh yeah I have the harness on to hang on the trapeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out of camera range, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caren was the photographer...she did a great job!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uztq1MgfeLU/TexG7EeGtoI/AAAAAAAACcc/u_BKXqsXwTc/s1600/Saling+Mission+Bay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uztq1MgfeLU/TexG7EeGtoI/AAAAAAAACcc/u_BKXqsXwTc/s400/Saling+Mission+Bay.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark and I messing around trying for a good pic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xu6EKwl1aVY/TexHbmMCNaI/AAAAAAAACcg/mZAeG4RlRps/s1600/DSC_0197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xu6EKwl1aVY/TexHbmMCNaI/AAAAAAAACcg/mZAeG4RlRps/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark and John took the boat back to the ramp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tlvMPzwnN1o/TexHwKr9KWI/AAAAAAAACck/jaDjcblopQA/s1600/DSC_0205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tlvMPzwnN1o/TexHwKr9KWI/AAAAAAAACck/jaDjcblopQA/s400/DSC_0205.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the sailing adventure...John treated us to PIZZA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I look like a bag lady in this pic)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-44E6olX1nMc/TexIh-X87nI/AAAAAAAACco/BBd5nVJZK8Y/s1600/carenphotosailing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-44E6olX1nMc/TexIh-X87nI/AAAAAAAACco/BBd5nVJZK8Y/s320/carenphotosailing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My only regret of the weekend is not getting a pic of &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Caren &lt;/span&gt;and John...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(my battery died on my camera...I took this one with my phone...see Caren and camera?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks for the funnest &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Gift EVER!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-5983800134691919670?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/5983800134691919670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=5983800134691919670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5983800134691919670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5983800134691919670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/06/sailin-in-sd.html' title='Sailin&apos; in SD!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YTDE3SKKDCg/Tewrqzfgs5I/AAAAAAAACbo/Lny69KZUq4w/s72-c/DSC_0195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8730442597893274773</id><published>2011-05-31T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:02:16.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth Chatter II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp1-UQ0CeT0/TeXEDdP0-jI/AAAAAAAACa0/Kt5qGcZCcN0/s1600/teeth+chatter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp1-UQ0CeT0/TeXEDdP0-jI/AAAAAAAACa0/Kt5qGcZCcN0/s1600/teeth+chatter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So today I worked in Lemon Grove. It is interesting to me that each office has its own "feel". The patients and doctor (especially the well established offices) are usually of similar temperament. They have similar interests etc. It is kind of fun to see what "flavor" of office I am in each day that I work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hank (my first patient, name protected) sat out in the reception room serenading any and everyone with his guitar that he brought in with him. He reminded me of the guys in San Francisco that used to hang around Union Square. He looked and sounded like them although his clothes did not smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was Patsy who told me that she was going to keep her phone in her pocket on vibrate in case the vet called her since she was expecting him this afternoon to come clip the hoofs&amp;nbsp; on her pot belly pig. (yeah...you read that right). And how did I respond to this?? I was surprisingly calm and naturally conversed with the woman about the ins and outs of having such a pet as a 100 # pig roaming around the house. It is unfortunate for Patsy and her husband that they can no longer take the pig with them camping since she is too big to turn around in the motor home. (THE PIG!) HELlooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was normal from there except that three patients in a row were named one form or another of my Mom's name. odd. It's not even a very common name. Generally the staff and doctor were nice. The equipment fine...except I NEED to find a sharpening stone next time I visit Lemon Grove. Oh. and I finished up with a very well behaved 6 year old boy. Man, he made me miss my young, sweet sounding boys of days gone by. Love the boys, I do:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-8730442597893274773?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8730442597893274773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8730442597893274773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8730442597893274773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8730442597893274773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/teeth-chatter-ii.html' title='Teeth Chatter II'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp1-UQ0CeT0/TeXEDdP0-jI/AAAAAAAACa0/Kt5qGcZCcN0/s72-c/teeth+chatter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8577719562640446711</id><published>2011-05-28T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T23:07:19.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Tis the season</title><content type='html'>It's baseball season don't ya know...at least around here. Most of the boys are in playoffs. What does one do when one is coming up on the end of the month of May with one VT still to visit. Considering the whole family is engulfed with the whole baseball thing with Dad as manager and son as star player....well...I did what any forward thinking RS sister would do....bake:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7v5dqveFFE/TeHhoNSKUsI/AAAAAAAACaU/evxvVisNUPs/s1600/baseballcookies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7v5dqveFFE/TeHhoNSKUsI/AAAAAAAACaU/evxvVisNUPs/s400/baseballcookies.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again...a quick phone pic but I had to deliver...it was getting late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to share with you a trick that I didn't think would work so well. (easy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1hlctTZMsV8/TeHh9gYnsbI/AAAAAAAACaY/AAX7NM-UAQ4/s1600/sprinkles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1hlctTZMsV8/TeHh9gYnsbI/AAAAAAAACaY/AAX7NM-UAQ4/s400/sprinkles.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was simple to just shake the red sugar sprinkles just where I needed them for the stitching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who knew?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I only tried this when I realized that I was out of red food coloring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had planned to do little red "Xs" with my writing tip...what a pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was quick and easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now go make yourself some baseball cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next Sam wants me to make bat bread sticks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-8577719562640446711?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8577719562640446711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8577719562640446711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8577719562640446711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8577719562640446711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/tis-season.html' title='Tis the season'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h7v5dqveFFE/TeHhoNSKUsI/AAAAAAAACaU/evxvVisNUPs/s72-c/baseballcookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4808637718435724045</id><published>2011-05-27T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T23:09:45.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AIQA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ptQLG_3uJw/TeCOVJa6VJI/AAAAAAAACaQ/HKVlGGmlT-A/s1600/jackncassie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ptQLG_3uJw/TeCOVJa6VJI/AAAAAAAACaQ/HKVlGGmlT-A/s400/jackncassie.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A. I. Q &amp;amp; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Do you like A.I.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Did you watch the finale?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Do you like Country music?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Who was your fave candidate this season?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Did you see Jack Black get passed by with the Scotty hug?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Do you like Lady Gaga?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. Do you like Steven Tyler?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;1. Yes! One of the few shows my boys and I can watch together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;2. I LOVED the finale...was very entertained:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; 3. Not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;4. We were Cassie fans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;5. LOL! love Jack Black. He enjoys life, don't ya think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; 6. Gaga...yucka!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;7. I really have enjoyed him this season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4808637718435724045?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4808637718435724045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4808637718435724045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4808637718435724045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4808637718435724045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/aiqa.html' title='AIQA'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ptQLG_3uJw/TeCOVJa6VJI/AAAAAAAACaQ/HKVlGGmlT-A/s72-c/jackncassie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-3382507127141250341</id><published>2011-05-22T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T21:16:39.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><title type='text'>pic o' the year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yyxhu99-sQc/TdnuO0vc41I/AAAAAAAACZ4/SvV1O9dVCik/s1600/sammagmouth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yyxhu99-sQc/TdnuO0vc41I/AAAAAAAACZ4/SvV1O9dVCik/s400/sammagmouth.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;LOL!! 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I. LOVE.THIS!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although the regular season has come to a close...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we have two more playoff games to go...WOOT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51kb8W0PL2w/Tda8wCr1jqI/AAAAAAAACYk/7T4LO6Gxh4U/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51kb8W0PL2w/Tda8wCr1jqI/AAAAAAAACYk/7T4LO6Gxh4U/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam has a great coach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love it when they something significant about each player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam...never complained, has a great arm, tried hard every game...etc.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w_MQJQca9ls/Tda9tEXH2II/AAAAAAAACYo/lIQyI6cDzLI/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w_MQJQca9ls/Tda9tEXH2II/AAAAAAAACYo/lIQyI6cDzLI/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The coach said that when they selected the players for the team,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they wanted a group of really good kids. Not necessarily the best players,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but just really good kids. It was a great group of boys and I was glad Sam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;could be recognized amongst them:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n7EeSDj3kss/Tda-gFZKyLI/AAAAAAAACYs/5f4Kk1Z1ADY/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n7EeSDj3kss/Tda-gFZKyLI/AAAAAAAACYs/5f4Kk1Z1ADY/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam intent on coach talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lud_73nuils/TdbBLPeimRI/AAAAAAAACYw/JQpEpw2G3b0/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lud_73nuils/TdbBLPeimRI/AAAAAAAACYw/JQpEpw2G3b0/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bart time.usually starts with dad..soon&amp;nbsp; the others just have to join:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7EYVI2z-FsY/TdbB8GbRNrI/AAAAAAAACY0/97HPBiqir2k/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7EYVI2z-FsY/TdbB8GbRNrI/AAAAAAAACY0/97HPBiqir2k/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(bad pic, but I have to share a HUGE milestone we experienced this week...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;OUR LAST CUB SCOUT PACK MEETING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yviUpe42y5w/TdbN6Gw8_nI/AAAAAAAACY4/HzswhXQHs1I/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yviUpe42y5w/TdbN6Gw8_nI/AAAAAAAACY4/HzswhXQHs1I/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The culminating award to achieve in Cub scouts is &lt;i&gt;The Arrow of Light&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is the only patch that goes from your cub scout uniform on to your boy scout uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has to do with being a good person, basically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Straight as an arrow...Seven days a week.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Anyway, after four boys and three different ways of awarding this particular achievement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam got the best (actually Jon had this too.)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brother Smoot, The Archer (a.ka. plastic surgeon) came and talked to the boys about the significance of the arrow and then had a target with each of the boy's names on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AIg_lTkp2c/TdbQHDgHC1I/AAAAAAAACY8/BFLip17vfSk/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2AIg_lTkp2c/TdbQHDgHC1I/AAAAAAAACY8/BFLip17vfSk/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boy got to choose which of the letters Bro. Smoot should shoot the arrow through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bj1kaIt_mnM/TdbQYmtZ-tI/AAAAAAAACZA/8Z7jYy36f6M/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bj1kaIt_mnM/TdbQYmtZ-tI/AAAAAAAACZA/8Z7jYy36f6M/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course we all had to be silent while he aimed and fired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps my flash photography did not help his concentration...ahem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FF3fjeD0Bao/TdbQ-lCgngI/AAAAAAAACZE/EN-sFbW-hDQ/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FF3fjeD0Bao/TdbQ-lCgngI/AAAAAAAACZE/EN-sFbW-hDQ/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His second shot hit right on the "M" spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Very cool!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Related to scouting...but more about Moms of scouts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Years ago I discovered this little item.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saw it at a pack meeting and I knew with 4 boys it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was/is a must for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ER33GmkoneY/TdbRymk7SBI/AAAAAAAACZI/uzFD6ZOh3HI/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ER33GmkoneY/TdbRymk7SBI/AAAAAAAACZI/uzFD6ZOh3HI/s400/003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Not sure what to call this...it is a ribbon necklace thing that holds all of my mother's pins from scouting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One side is blue and gold ribbon (cub scouts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other side is green and red (boy scouts).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OV2GTfslUTg/TdbSMoFdmiI/AAAAAAAACZM/UxmUVGQMdgw/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OV2GTfslUTg/TdbSMoFdmiI/AAAAAAAACZM/UxmUVGQMdgw/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This eliminates the awkward..."Where do I pin this on my mom" moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it keeps pin holes out of your clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And gives you a place to put all of those pins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And a chance to show them off on a regular basis:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay...that's it for now...I better get to all of that stuff that isn't working now...enjoy your weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7079966691353587340?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7079966691353587340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7079966691353587340' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7079966691353587340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7079966691353587340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-working.html' title='What IS working?'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ty4KH7LNWU/Tda74331RQI/AAAAAAAACYg/GvA9asUzBvc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2853351304867777477</id><published>2011-05-14T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T22:01:26.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dental hygiene'/><title type='text'>Teeth chatter</title><content type='html'>One of the perks, I will admit, to being a hygienist is the opportunity it provides me to talk to interesting people. I realize that some of you are thinking about how frustrating (or hard) it is to have the person working on your teeth ask you questions that you can not answer with their hands in your mouth. I recognize this as a challenge, however, I do suggest that a perfect balance of hands in mouth&lt;b&gt; / &lt;/b&gt;hands out of mouth, is possible and something that I believe I have perfected over the years. For 90% of my patients, we are successful in carrying on an interesting and stimulating discourse. There are those 10% who insist upon talking waaaay more than allowing the task at hand to be performed thus messing up my day's on-time schedule. And of course the patient who chooses to not connect with his/her hygienist and that is fine...just a bit boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that introduction, I would like to introduce what I hope becomes a regular feature to my blog and that will be a periodic &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teeth Chatter&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;post. Today I choose to highlight Adele O'Riley (name changed to protect my patient:). Adele presented as a 66 year old female wearing typical casual attire but with obviously freshly pedicured purple toenails. When I commented on such...she filled me in on the "&lt;a href="http://www.redhatsociety.com/"&gt;Red Hat Society&lt;/a&gt;". Have you heard??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fhyl8dDn-sA/Tc9ZmgH_QfI/AAAAAAAACX4/9WcXZr1hP-c/s1600/redhatters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fhyl8dDn-sA/Tc9ZmgH_QfI/AAAAAAAACX4/9WcXZr1hP-c/s400/redhatters.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Apparently, there are thousands and thousands of members of the "Red Hat Society" all. over. the. world! These women are all over 50 years...wear red hats and accessories with purple attire. They meet for lunches, socials and conventions. They form small chapters and large chapters whose leaders they refer to as "the queen". Adele is "the Queen" of her local chapter. She told me that in the San Diego area alone there are at least 100 different chapters. Imagine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dyKXEQkqWw/Tc9dv7tZDPI/AAAAAAAACX8/4FhVTVlEH98/s1600/redhatsoc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dyKXEQkqWw/Tc9dv7tZDPI/AAAAAAAACX8/4FhVTVlEH98/s1600/redhatsoc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that if I would like to participate that I would need to wear a pink hat with lavender attire until I reached the minimum age for full participation. If you are concerned about where to find a lovely red hat...fear no longer...go&lt;a href="http://www.redhatsocietystore.com/"&gt; here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are welcome:)&lt;/i&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/7392953118822607945-2853351304867777477?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2853351304867777477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2853351304867777477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2853351304867777477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2853351304867777477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/teeth-chatter.html' title='Teeth chatter'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fhyl8dDn-sA/Tc9ZmgH_QfI/AAAAAAAACX4/9WcXZr1hP-c/s72-c/redhatters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-814682432476864202</id><published>2011-05-14T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:25:50.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trail run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torrey pines'/><title type='text'>TVTR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f9BT8rX0wpY/Tc9TArEpzYI/AAAAAAAACX0/ezBmtc8hFL4/s400/TVTR3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Torrey View Trails Run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-814682432476864202?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/814682432476864202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=814682432476864202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/814682432476864202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/814682432476864202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/tvtr.html' title='TVTR'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARjiuQEQG50/Tc9SsZbrT9I/AAAAAAAACXs/U2HTWjO1zxs/s72-c/TVTR1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-1533163114929869780</id><published>2011-05-09T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:58:05.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run-ons'/><title type='text'>runonpics</title><content type='html'>Random phone pics which may or may not be worth mentioning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-HQQi71re0/TcjN5NFrcSI/AAAAAAAACWw/rw7Q0vrlZGU/s1600/bartsoftserve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-HQQi71re0/TcjN5NFrcSI/AAAAAAAACWw/rw7Q0vrlZGU/s400/bartsoftserve.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one of our hikes, we stopped for soft serve. I was surprised when Mark ordered one for Bart. I think it was gone before we left the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C3GYOFbd728/TcjOT9kUw6I/AAAAAAAACW0/jy2JXHgRa-k/s1600/boysshopping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C3GYOFbd728/TcjOT9kUw6I/AAAAAAAACW0/jy2JXHgRa-k/s400/boysshopping.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One positive point about having boys is their lack of desire to go clothes shopping. Why is this a positive you ask?? More time for Mom clothes shopping:) One negative point about having boys is their lack of desire to go clothes shopping...so I try going without them and send them text pics and ask if this pocket style is acceptable...only problem...I need virtual dressing rooms. There's got to be an app for that...yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFl0Y0NkHeU/TcjPHGqvvgI/AAAAAAAACW4/nnGisUpPUgM/s1600/hairbumpit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFl0Y0NkHeU/TcjPHGqvvgI/AAAAAAAACW4/nnGisUpPUgM/s400/hairbumpit.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I tried to stay pretty positive and X-out the cynical in my BYU WC post...but have you ever seen a "bump-it"? I got my first glimpse and saw a few in UT. ahem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVvDNgT46WA/TcjQZ3LmNUI/AAAAAAAACW8/0h5XgyWm1AA/s1600/idacirpic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XVvDNgT46WA/TcjQZ3LmNUI/AAAAAAAACW8/0h5XgyWm1AA/s400/idacirpic.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One of my favorite activities while in UT was an early morning Saturday walk with my dear friend, Sue. We walked from my Sister's house to the home Mark and I owned while living in Salt Lake. I have a lot of fond memories in this house. Mark totally re-did the whole thing...floors painting and brand new basement. It was hard to leave just because so much of him was in that house. See the wreath by the front door? We had a garage sale before moving and the woman who bought our house came and bought all of my wreaths...that was 10 years ago!! It is still hanging. I'm sure if the snow had not just fallen, you would be able to spy the tulip bulbs I planted in front...and of course the basketball stand which has enough concrete poured to last through the next big earthquake to hit the Wasatch fault line.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One last thought...Mother's Day is always a challenge for me for a multitude of reasons. This mother's day I tried something that worked magic for me. I wrote 10 emails to significant mothers in my life. I took a lot of time to think about each of them specifically and what I appreciated about them. Of course this exercise produced tears of gratitude and love for each of these women in my life. It took up a lot of that free time I get on M.Day &lt;i&gt;(because I am not allowed in the kitchen)&lt;/i&gt; that otherwise may have been spent on self-judgement which is for some reason not generally positive on that one Sunday in May. I am surrounded by wonderful Mothers...I think I could write 10 emails/day for the next several weeks and not run out of worthy recipients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i heart MOTHERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFl0Y0NkHeU/TcjPHGqvvgI/AAAAAAAACW4/nnGisUpPUgM/s1600/hairbumpit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-1533163114929869780?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/1533163114929869780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=1533163114929869780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1533163114929869780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1533163114929869780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/runonpics.html' title='runonpics'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-HQQi71re0/TcjN5NFrcSI/AAAAAAAACWw/rw7Q0vrlZGU/s72-c/bartsoftserve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-1340654106143433261</id><published>2011-05-07T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T15:02:26.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrews 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scriptures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU Women&apos;s conference'/><title type='text'>Next...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;First, before I forget...I should've made mention of my little sis who is now my famous sis. You can see her...&lt;a href="http://blog.cjanerun.com/search?q=Whoa+There"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you didn't find her there already.)&lt;/i&gt; At BYU/WC...as we came out of the Marriott Center...we saw CJane. Of course, Cheryl wanted to go for the photo op...me? No way!.. Cheryl thinks I am chicken..it just weirded me out to feel like a stalker. After getting home, Cheryl emailed the pic to CJane. Sooo glad I was not in it. I have decided something about myself and in the process have come up with a new word (lovvvve new words): photophobe...that's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Up:&amp;nbsp; I wanted to share a little scripture find that happens now and then when you are most needing it to, I suppose. Thursday I flipped open my scriptures to this verse in &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hebrews..2:1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Therefore we ought to give the more earnest heed to the things which we have heard, lest at any time we should let them slip."&lt;/span&gt; So appropriate for me post-WC. How often I hear great words, feel so inspired and then&lt;i&gt; let them slip.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then as if that was not enough...the real verse I needed for that VERY day was further in same chapter but verse 13:&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "And again, I will put my trust in him. And again, Behold I and the children which God hath given me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this. Love &lt;i&gt;the children that God hath given me!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!&lt;/b&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/7392953118822607945-1340654106143433261?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/1340654106143433261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=1340654106143433261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1340654106143433261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1340654106143433261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/next.html' title='Next...'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-945367608691165898</id><published>2011-05-07T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:50:25.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BYU Women&apos;s conference'/><title type='text'>BYU/WC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsANZHSfXJA/TcHU9vbnC4I/AAAAAAAACVs/pMOWvZKc1lg/s1600/byuwc2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsANZHSfXJA/TcHU9vbnC4I/AAAAAAAACVs/pMOWvZKc1lg/s320/byuwc2011.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did go, after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A special thanks to Mom and sisters who made it all possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hJzS9AnF64/TcSFs7NtjsI/AAAAAAAACWY/6_v5Hs5VKL4/s1600/Collages5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--hJzS9AnF64/TcSFs7NtjsI/AAAAAAAACWY/6_v5Hs5VKL4/s400/Collages5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a2gSKXnh2cU/TcHWmJmlhDI/AAAAAAAACV0/T-Cm4FjxtcA/s1600/Collages5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(My sister, Claire had heard about "Comedy Sportz " in Provo--an improv comedy show.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She bought us all tickets and we enjoyed laughing together Friday night...following the crying together for the previous 2 live long days!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing numbers of valiant women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all. together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp; have notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought about typing them out but figured I could just give you the run down...&lt;br /&gt;First of all...loved, loved Sis. Beck's talk!&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure it will end up in print at some point. (not yet)&lt;br /&gt;The entire conf. theme was "Small and Simple things.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Basically...do the small things like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;read your scriptures (&lt;i&gt;daily from the young age of 14!--one presenter)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;small miracles happen to let you know you are loved from above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No scriptures? No Answers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know scriptures! Know Answers!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't confuse duties of priesthood with power of priesthood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What would God have me do/feel?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Keep up on the basics, fitness, prayer, scriptures, healthy living..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Spiritual drinking is best done a drop at a time rather than starving oneself and then going for bursts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course the best part was being with my mom and sisters and sharing things that are hard to do via blogs, texts, phone calls and such. We all have our own challenges and it is just so good to know what to pray for and what to support through. Love them all!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-945367608691165898?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/945367608691165898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=945367608691165898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/945367608691165898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/945367608691165898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/byuwc.html' title='BYU/WC'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsANZHSfXJA/TcHU9vbnC4I/AAAAAAAACVs/pMOWvZKc1lg/s72-c/byuwc2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2655805289657534156</id><published>2011-05-04T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T15:23:34.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><title type='text'>Sam's Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PgOJX08cv_A/TcDSVLthSNI/AAAAAAAACUs/_9RD7Z1xXdA/s1600/2011-05-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LlZbpYWfWt4/TcHHUM82O6I/AAAAAAAACUw/723DO1FNZSw/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LlZbpYWfWt4/TcHHUM82O6I/AAAAAAAACUw/723DO1FNZSw/s640/003.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sam turned 11!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(and Man, did we P A R T A Y:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OCn7SJMAiGw/TcHH1P3Ru4I/AAAAAAAACU0/jgCwlo-eJcA/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OCn7SJMAiGw/TcHH1P3Ru4I/AAAAAAAACU0/jgCwlo-eJcA/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam woke up extra early...&lt;br /&gt;even before everything could be &lt;strike&gt;wrapped&lt;/strike&gt; ready for celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;So...what do you do with extra time on a bday??&lt;br /&gt;Play your fav game (monopoly)..Sam ALWAYS wins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JbtNrO_naJY/TcHIZ0NGGOI/AAAAAAAACU4/eD0W-grQHdE/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JbtNrO_naJY/TcHIZ0NGGOI/AAAAAAAACU4/eD0W-grQHdE/s400/002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The present opening process soon began...to be savored throughout the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRZBY21kAzk/TcHI0lzrHCI/AAAAAAAACU8/PlSjsy6lDQs/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRZBY21kAzk/TcHI0lzrHCI/AAAAAAAACU8/PlSjsy6lDQs/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lottsa baseball stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Hairy Egg??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7R1fOGn18I/TcHJr81mZkI/AAAAAAAACVE/OsCDuCCDbN0/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X7R1fOGn18I/TcHJr81mZkI/AAAAAAAACVE/OsCDuCCDbN0/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh! What fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXuO1SiKQHk/TcHJ8DxUdhI/AAAAAAAACVI/EtO9zR8BIo4/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OXuO1SiKQHk/TcHJ8DxUdhI/AAAAAAAACVI/EtO9zR8BIo4/s640/012.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;poor, poor hairy egg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovn4GcW9VQw/TcHLRbknmfI/AAAAAAAACVQ/OBonAJsu1eY/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovn4GcW9VQw/TcHLRbknmfI/AAAAAAAACVQ/OBonAJsu1eY/s400/016.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MSsSLK2sbmY/TcHKVzjdweI/AAAAAAAACVM/Y-BpRiyBb_U/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MSsSLK2sbmY/TcHKVzjdweI/AAAAAAAACVM/Y-BpRiyBb_U/s400/004.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made by mom, yummy dinner made by dad.&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;VERY BEST PART&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;was having the boys&lt;br /&gt;ALL TOGETHER!!&lt;br /&gt;Ben brought gifts to the party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(he's a working man now, don't yah know...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;coolest thing &lt;/span&gt;about having a brother live away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is that when he comes home = insta HAPPY:) FAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris brought Bruce and Ellie so of course&lt;br /&gt;Bart wanted to show off his watering hole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GfidYztb-9w/TcHJP4HHoJI/AAAAAAAACVA/a_PIQIuhgOg/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GfidYztb-9w/TcHJP4HHoJI/AAAAAAAACVA/a_PIQIuhgOg/s400/019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam eagerly added a hike to his birthday plans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TppjGBGVaH4/TcHLdoLNBtI/AAAAAAAACVU/es0TqgpFrls/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TppjGBGVaH4/TcHLdoLNBtI/AAAAAAAACVU/es0TqgpFrls/s640/018.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy, happy birthday Sam!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hope &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;of your wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2655805289657534156?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2655805289657534156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2655805289657534156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2655805289657534156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2655805289657534156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/05/sams-day.html' title='Sam&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LlZbpYWfWt4/TcHHUM82O6I/AAAAAAAACUw/723DO1FNZSw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8072606802033106760</id><published>2011-04-30T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T12:32:15.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ontheroad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myVsdDOHAvQ/TbxidECIBYI/AAAAAAAACUY/BT08X1rUclI/s1600/snowdintulips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myVsdDOHAvQ/TbxidECIBYI/AAAAAAAACUY/BT08X1rUclI/s400/snowdintulips.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From my recent observations, every living thing in UT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is ready for Spring to come AND STAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;airport waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Las Vegas, baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where the slots are buzzing and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the landings bumpy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;BYU WC post to follow...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-8072606802033106760?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8072606802033106760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8072606802033106760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8072606802033106760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8072606802033106760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/ontheroad.html' title='ontheroad'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myVsdDOHAvQ/TbxidECIBYI/AAAAAAAACUY/BT08X1rUclI/s72-c/snowdintulips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6517226913453963817</id><published>2011-04-26T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T22:38:30.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ART'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>run-lifeart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0TpbBEIWrgQ/Tbem1nz7foI/AAAAAAAACUM/cb7I1kPoIuY/s1600/artiststpines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Li82PSVJe9Y/Tbem6UVzrNI/AAAAAAAACUQ/IbBcvIG-N_4/s1600/beachrun426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Li82PSVJe9Y/Tbem6UVzrNI/AAAAAAAACUQ/IbBcvIG-N_4/s400/beachrun426.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, I know another beach shot but here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet another beautiful beach run and today I did all mileage on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last mile was done barefoot and splashing:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6lvJBhMQ-ck/TbenOiM6AWI/AAAAAAAACUU/AyVYxY7Ihlg/s1600/beachrun2426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6lvJBhMQ-ck/TbenOiM6AWI/AAAAAAAACUU/AyVYxY7Ihlg/s1600/beachrun2426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smile into the sunshine shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a great run and then as I was walking back to my car I noticed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0TpbBEIWrgQ/Tbem1nz7foI/AAAAAAAACUM/cb7I1kPoIuY/s1600/artiststpines.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0TpbBEIWrgQ/Tbem1nz7foI/AAAAAAAACUM/cb7I1kPoIuY/s400/artiststpines.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were at least 20 artists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some were sketching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some were painting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some were taking photographs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were all basically looking at the same view&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but as I passed and glanced at their creations,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;none of them were the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In fact, they were very different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is supposed to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all get to choose &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt; we live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and how we interpret our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It may seem that we are in very similar circumstances as those around us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; but in reality each of our lives are unique. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was interesting that I didn't feel one of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pieces of art was much better than another,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LifeArt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6517226913453963817?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6517226913453963817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6517226913453963817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6517226913453963817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6517226913453963817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/run-lifeart.html' title='run-lifeart'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Li82PSVJe9Y/Tbem6UVzrNI/AAAAAAAACUQ/IbBcvIG-N_4/s72-c/beachrun426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-5622115375562846117</id><published>2011-04-24T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:17:37.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>Triedbyallathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It all started with Jon in the morning at&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Varsity Scout Triathlon on Fiesta Island...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7LjP5lGW73o/TbT3QnvaVxI/AAAAAAAACTg/nxN-3173Oso/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7LjP5lGW73o/TbT3QnvaVxI/AAAAAAAACTg/nxN-3173Oso/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here he is transitioning from a freezing cold swim (200 meters)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;which I have no pic of because ...shhh...I did not recognize my growing son's athletic body&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;as he emerged from the waters...until it was too late.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He is BUFF, serious...I was looking for the scrawny kid of yesteryear. my bad)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to the bike portion (8 miles or 3 laps around the island)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_2oOd3grw0/TbT4kqBNerI/AAAAAAAACTk/F3CF6f36BLk/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_2oOd3grw0/TbT4kqBNerI/AAAAAAAACTk/F3CF6f36BLk/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;looking strong on the bike&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQKVhyUvN8I/TbT5DlICBxI/AAAAAAAACTo/YOW-f2-UrB4/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQKVhyUvN8I/TbT5DlICBxI/AAAAAAAACTo/YOW-f2-UrB4/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and last...running 2 miles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IsyRP1sso1Q/TbT5USjygJI/AAAAAAAACTs/GG2cQkJEfrc/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IsyRP1sso1Q/TbT5USjygJI/AAAAAAAACTs/GG2cQkJEfrc/s400/009.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All done:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U41QjxzRiE4/TbT5r5WPnoI/AAAAAAAACTw/c1aqOT6DS_0/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U41QjxzRiE4/TbT5r5WPnoI/AAAAAAAACTw/c1aqOT6DS_0/s400/010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bffs (can I say that about boys)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I may pay for that one)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is Bryce.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bryce's Mom and I went and cheered for the guys.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We had a GREAT time!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Next Up: Sam @ Baseball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDltqS7eOhU/TbT65jQXg4I/AAAAAAAACT0/TXCkHewk23Y/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDltqS7eOhU/TbT65jQXg4I/AAAAAAAACT0/TXCkHewk23Y/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Once again, Sam is loving baseball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year's highlights include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Taking out a first baseman while &lt;i&gt;claiming his plate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Taking out a runner while playing 3rd base...&lt;i&gt;claiming his plate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Catching fly balls in the outfield.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Long throws for outs from 3rd to 1st base.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Hard hits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Sunflower seeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. New friends...his fellow bats.[they are "the bats" as in the flying type]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And next...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v4ddMgrIqIY/TbT_b-OPomI/AAAAAAAACT4/ORjuokKtQT4/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v4ddMgrIqIY/TbT_b-OPomI/AAAAAAAACT4/ORjuokKtQT4/s400/017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another Bart swim/hike to the pond&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHXk9sGnOLo/TbUAPKdg8uI/AAAAAAAACT8/ZeHalPp4edA/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHXk9sGnOLo/TbUAPKdg8uI/AAAAAAAACT8/ZeHalPp4edA/s400/011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and finally...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z7KJFsWzflg/TbUCGfioBeI/AAAAAAAACUA/PQOH2s4hMo4/s1600/TorreyPinesRoadview.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z7KJFsWzflg/TbUCGfioBeI/AAAAAAAACUA/PQOH2s4hMo4/s400/TorreyPinesRoadview.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mark and I snuck in a run...here.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Followed by a trip to Henry's for a yummy piece of fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to come home and stir fry for some healthy food sharing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That was our Saturday...today is Sunday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We have had a nice, relaxing holiday, and you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/7392953118822607945-5622115375562846117?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/5622115375562846117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=5622115375562846117' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5622115375562846117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5622115375562846117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/triedbyallathon.html' title='Triedbyallathon'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7LjP5lGW73o/TbT3QnvaVxI/AAAAAAAACTg/nxN-3173Oso/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-1768172761875679113</id><published>2011-04-18T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:39:29.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bart'/><title type='text'>Bart's 1st Swim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/fyIfFc58XEo/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fyIfFc58XEo?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fyIfFc58XEo?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As promised...the dog swims first time:)&lt;br /&gt;Videographer, Jon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-1768172761875679113?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/1768172761875679113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=1768172761875679113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1768172761875679113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1768172761875679113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/barts-1st-swim.html' title='Bart&apos;s 1st Swim'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8695690686209120366</id><published>2011-04-17T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:50:00.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><title type='text'>Spring Break SD style</title><content type='html'>Thankfully we have had WONDERFUL weather for our week of Spring Break which allowed us a couple of early beach days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNcmv2XDcjA/Tao6Ad93zWI/AAAAAAAACSU/Zf96TKXmFQs/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNcmv2XDcjA/Tao6Ad93zWI/AAAAAAAACSU/Zf96TKXmFQs/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE that Sam&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ffi5AfMsqo/Tao6Fzqp82I/AAAAAAAACSY/MgcOifVKMLU/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ffi5AfMsqo/Tao6Fzqp82I/AAAAAAAACSY/MgcOifVKMLU/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVES going to the beach:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqgpJYIhsp4/Tao6zCj7EkI/AAAAAAAACSg/WKwxIRNNIGw/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YqgpJYIhsp4/Tao6zCj7EkI/AAAAAAAACSg/WKwxIRNNIGw/s400/003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many varying activities are acceptable beach play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1xpixeWjKg/Tao7ehV3mPI/AAAAAAAACSk/K6hbnqdn-VE/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1xpixeWjKg/Tao7ehV3mPI/AAAAAAAACSk/K6hbnqdn-VE/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and waaay more fun with friends;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-988Ryk8imYs/Tao77Q9YGkI/AAAAAAAACSo/16gis2jYkN4/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-988Ryk8imYs/Tao77Q9YGkI/AAAAAAAACSo/16gis2jYkN4/s400/008.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BgnAhhR7HiY/Tao8MzgC0ZI/AAAAAAAACSs/O1WSEwip8Pg/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BgnAhhR7HiY/Tao8MzgC0ZI/AAAAAAAACSs/O1WSEwip8Pg/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very serious dual with kite dowels.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YtI-QpVUdFg/Tao8mZ_DPeI/AAAAAAAACSw/HQ_FC5AUAP8/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YtI-QpVUdFg/Tao8mZ_DPeI/AAAAAAAACSw/HQ_FC5AUAP8/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bart tagged along the second day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kzMLpSnC-54/Tao8yfy01AI/AAAAAAAACS0/pi411wLZ0tc/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kzMLpSnC-54/Tao8yfy01AI/AAAAAAAACS0/pi411wLZ0tc/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zZdYhtVBXbg/Tao-BzwFdtI/AAAAAAAACS4/Y7BKhm0x2Vc/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zZdYhtVBXbg/Tao-BzwFdtI/AAAAAAAACS4/Y7BKhm0x2Vc/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See he IS a water dog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should have had one of the kids take a pic of Mark and me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since it is rare for all of us to be at the beach together...fun times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-8695690686209120366?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8695690686209120366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8695690686209120366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8695690686209120366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8695690686209120366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-break-sd-style.html' title='Spring Break SD style'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNcmv2XDcjA/Tao6Ad93zWI/AAAAAAAACSU/Zf96TKXmFQs/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6984890559328153709</id><published>2011-04-16T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T17:48:53.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hairy Eggs'/><title type='text'>Sam's Hairy Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;It all began in an innocent 5th grade moment. A spark of creativity, if you will. The "Hairy Egg" was born. Sam doodled on a small piece of paper (while at school) and named his creation...hairy egg. These drawings started showing up on desks, note books etc..soon other students were requesting Hairy Egg drawings of their own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I knew this might be more that just a passing fancy when I went into the garage a month or so ago and found this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-We6LXit69Dg/TaoyL7IMCgI/AAAAAAAACRg/Sbj4oJYYNGE/s1600/hairy+eggs+fort+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-We6LXit69Dg/TaoyL7IMCgI/AAAAAAAACRg/Sbj4oJYYNGE/s400/hairy+eggs+fort+003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The access...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UT6GQiOfo5c/TaoyZ4mXGfI/AAAAAAAACRk/thj7p-UWt0A/s1600/hairy+eggs+fort+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UT6GQiOfo5c/TaoyZ4mXGfI/AAAAAAAACRk/thj7p-UWt0A/s400/hairy+eggs+fort+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This fort goes the width of the garage.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rJk_azAoGI/TaoypXDILUI/AAAAAAAACRo/Hki_MFjdN-A/s1600/hairy+eggs+fort+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8rJk_azAoGI/TaoypXDILUI/AAAAAAAACRo/Hki_MFjdN-A/s400/hairy+eggs+fort+008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am pretty sure this is a&amp;nbsp;pulley&amp;nbsp;system.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;for snacks (ie pretzels) and stuff.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg1fWIzRE8E/Taoy9-MVEJI/AAAAAAAACRs/8xZHsxhEbeY/s1600/hairy+eggs+fort+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg1fWIzRE8E/Taoy9-MVEJI/AAAAAAAACRs/8xZHsxhEbeY/s400/hairy+eggs+fort+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pld7fj20oGQ/TaozTEt9V_I/AAAAAAAACRw/QnvxCiaoGPc/s1600/hairy+eggs+fort+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pld7fj20oGQ/TaozTEt9V_I/AAAAAAAACRw/QnvxCiaoGPc/s400/hairy+eggs+fort+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The wall paper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(an example of those shared with the&amp;nbsp;privileged 5th graders)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And of course...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FwmrxsBWx7Q/TaozqB8mLaI/AAAAAAAACR0/FjhXYoUCYS4/s1600/hairy+eggs+fort+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FwmrxsBWx7Q/TaozqB8mLaI/AAAAAAAACR0/FjhXYoUCYS4/s400/hairy+eggs+fort+005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Rules.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;side note:&lt;/i&gt; varies for producer of hairy eggs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;1. No jumping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;2. Do Not hang over edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;3. Do Not crawl fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;4. Do Not push or move ladder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;5. Do Not push on edge of ground and supporters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;6. Think of Hairy Eggs at least once &lt;b&gt;[my personal fave rule!]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;7. Follow rule 1, 2, 3. 4, 5, 6 and 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;One of the&amp;nbsp;monthly&amp;nbsp;school projects that Sam is lucky enough to take part in is called, "Discovery Quest". Each of the students selects a topic from those suggested by the teacher and they do an oral presentation in front of their class. This past month was a "how to" presentation. Sam wanted to make a 3-D Hairy Egg. Mark and Sam took this assignment very seriously and got some great pics for the power point presentation. I will share just a few of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0DxIWa2uo0/Tao3kodQ1SI/AAAAAAAACSM/2KkMywNbAp0/s1600/2011-04-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0DxIWa2uo0/Tao3kodQ1SI/AAAAAAAACSM/2KkMywNbAp0/s400/2011-04-01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I suppose Hairy Eggs are here to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remember you saw them first, here!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&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/7392953118822607945-6984890559328153709?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6984890559328153709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6984890559328153709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6984890559328153709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6984890559328153709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/sams-hairy-eggs.html' title='Sam&apos;s Hairy Eggs'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-We6LXit69Dg/TaoyL7IMCgI/AAAAAAAACRg/Sbj4oJYYNGE/s72-c/hairy+eggs+fort+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2268005518422408361</id><published>2011-04-12T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:57:15.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YWomen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dental hygiene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='run-ons'/><title type='text'>run-ons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ah20KzkDUds/TaUiNmCWC0I/AAAAAAAACRM/ASbKMIY0PlU/s1600/tptrailrun411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ah20KzkDUds/TaUiNmCWC0I/AAAAAAAACRM/ASbKMIY0PlU/s400/tptrailrun411.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know, I know you have seen this pic before...No, you have not. This pic I took on my Saturday Solo trail run and it was A M A Z I N G!, again. There is something about the waves, blue sky, flowering hillside...I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since a post so get ready for just plain old run-ons to catch you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught YW on Sunday. My lesson was on "Dating Decisions". I covered the difference between Love and Lust. I told the girls that making out hovers on the "lust" side...they were SHOCKED! "Everyone makes out!" I also told them to keep their hands and their dates' hands from the neck up..to which I got an open mouthed aghast from the Laurel sitting next to me. She quoted another leader saying that passion has got to be present in a marriage for it to work. She said, "How will you know if there is passion?". I told her that if there is electricity when you kiss, trust me it will come with the rest. (I am soooo grateful I grew up during an era when I could be naive.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched a movie this weekend that recently came out on DVD, "The Next Three Days". It is starr&lt;span class="osl" style="color: black;"&gt;ing Russell Crowe and Elizabeth Banks. I can't stop thinking about it. I don't think I can fully recommend it since you find yourself rooting for them to get away with breaking the law bigtime as in him breaking her out of prison. Oh, just go watch it so I can see if you liked it or not. &lt;/span&gt;It's a drama and was intense. I kept saying "I don't like this movie." but of course I had to keep watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked today at a temp office in Carlsbad. Interesting office. Kindof homespun. You got the feeling that all of the patients and staff knew each other really well. The office was more like a home and a small home at that. For example, the dentist had some extra time and went out in the waiting room and just shot the breeze with my patient's mom who was waiting for me to clean her son's teeth. It was a comfortable place to be and by my last two patients I was yacking it up with the rest of them. It's funny how each office has its own feel and how the patients match the dentist and staff. People are just naturally drawn where they fit.&amp;nbsp; This doctor had patient files that were really thick...like most of the patients I saw had been coming to him for years and years. That's a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike my Monday office (or I should say previous office). They let me go on Friday telling me that they were going to use their other two hygienists that had more seniority than I did to fill their schedule; which is probably okay considering the last two weeks, they have sent me home early because the schedule keeps falling apart. The best part about that office was that it was literally 7 minutes from driveway to time clock. But...that office had NO thick charts. That's not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I go to yet another office and this is for a working interview. So...kind of like the stress of a new workplace (like temping) but with also the pressure of an interview. awesome! I'm really so glad that I am as old as I am (Mark hates it when I say I am old) no but really...the stress level is put in much better perspective the more stressful days one has lived through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This going back to work thing has been much different than I anticipated. I really thought I would temp for maybe a month max until I found the perfect office: close by, professional, excellent dental care and nice staff to interact with. Much harder to find than I thought. I am going on seven months and I have yet to work more than 3 days in a week and I only did that once, I think. But I am not really complaining...maybe just a bit. I have certainly enjoyed working from home with Mark and I know that something will find its way to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been doing a sugar fast the last couple of weeks. It's always a good way to get me back on the eating right track. The sweetest treat I give myself is a protein shake with almond milk, light choc soy milk, better than peanut butter, protein powder, ice. It is delish!! I still haven't figured out how to work and exercise so it's probably a good thing that I don't work too many days/week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a parenting note: I need to learn how to tell my kids "no". I have a hard time with that. I always want to say "yes" so I put off the "no" even when I am quite sure that will be the ultimate answer. I do warn them...they have a good idea that I might say no but they are opportunists, my boys...if there is the slightest chance of a yes they hold on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much like this post...sorry. more excitement next. quite sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2268005518422408361?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2268005518422408361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2268005518422408361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2268005518422408361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2268005518422408361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/run-ons.html' title='run-ons'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ah20KzkDUds/TaUiNmCWC0I/AAAAAAAACRM/ASbKMIY0PlU/s72-c/tptrailrun411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-1181281121144620236</id><published>2011-04-05T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:08:56.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Auto Pilot</title><content type='html'>It's time for me to take control, once again, of the runaway aircraft I will affectionately refer to as "Feed Me Air". &amp;nbsp;And if you must know how I came up with "Feed Me Air" it is possibly related to the fact that &amp;nbsp;as part of my new and improved flight plan, I am not fueling after 8pm so here I sit (in bed) because that is the furthest spot away from the kitchen and air is all I am getting tonight:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go through times where I let this aircraft go into autopilot...basically handing over the controls to either the "Emotional Eating" co-pilot, or to the "Taste buds Rule" co-pilot. Either way...it's a pretty fun ride (at first)..kind of bumpy oh! but the places we go!! Sometimes, I pay such little attention to the course my co-pilots are taking me that I am actually really surprised when I&amp;nbsp;finally&amp;nbsp;look up and &amp;nbsp;realize where we are headed!! It is at this point that I start to complain...like why so bumpy? Why is my [seat] belt so tight? whah! whah! whah! Sometimes I even ask other passengers or people in other planes for advice as to how I got where I am and where I am going...it's all a waste of time, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I finally get to the only question that matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"WHO IS FLYING THIS PLANE, ANYWAY?!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;See, the reality is..."Feed Me Air" is going to fly 24/7 no matter what. So...I get to choose whether &amp;nbsp;I take over the controls or I pass it off to anyone else, let it nose dive into a treacherous spiral &amp;nbsp;or set it on auto pilot for that matter... It's my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back folks...and I have my eye on the destination. It's gonna be good;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who doesn't like a good analogy...and throw in food/eating/weight...come on...you know you want to add to my thinking....give me your best shot...Deanne is traffic control?? Is that the best you've got??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-1181281121144620236?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/1181281121144620236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=1181281121144620236' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1181281121144620236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1181281121144620236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/auto-pilot.html' title='Auto Pilot'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6327582104233858228</id><published>2011-04-03T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:16:48.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bart'/><title type='text'>DogPaddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1218f9b44U/TZkZ0b1lisI/AAAAAAAACQc/-F_8_L9-KJo/s1600/bart1stswim2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1218f9b44U/TZkZ0b1lisI/AAAAAAAACQc/-F_8_L9-KJo/s400/bart1stswim2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we took a hike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To a lake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We brought Bart along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so he could try swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the FIRST time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was fun:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good swim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy fam fans!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXK1iARziVA/TZkaHFOGeqI/AAAAAAAACQg/sWVsTniSYm4/s1600/bart1stswim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXK1iARziVA/TZkaHFOGeqI/AAAAAAAACQg/sWVsTniSYm4/s400/bart1stswim.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am still working to get the video off of Jon's video cam to load to blogger...hmmm.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6327582104233858228?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6327582104233858228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6327582104233858228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6327582104233858228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6327582104233858228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/dogpaddle.html' title='DogPaddle'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1218f9b44U/TZkZ0b1lisI/AAAAAAAACQc/-F_8_L9-KJo/s72-c/bart1stswim2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-351862343774888142</id><published>2011-04-03T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T21:31:16.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General conference'/><title type='text'>Conference Notes (Sunday only)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"If we teach by the spirit and you listen by the spirit...one of us will speak to you and your situation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--Elder Jeffrey R. Holland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As he said these words, I did feel that fervor of his faith and I knew that the Lord does want to help us and to answer our questions and strengthen each of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"When we sin, Satan tells us we are lost but the healing, redemptive power of the atonement is always available." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--G. Scott Grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"When we praise our children, we should primarily praise their character. Not necessarily &lt;i&gt;what &lt;/i&gt;they do but &lt;i&gt;who&lt;/i&gt; they are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;--Lynn G. Robinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was a great talk on parenting...Sunday afternoon session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Parents must chasten their children...Boyd K. Packer said, Those who put off chastening are only thinking of themselves."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;--Todd Christofferson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"If we are only thinking of ourselves, we may miss the most profound spiritual experiences of our lives."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;--Elder Uchtdorf&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;These were the words that spoke to my heart.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-351862343774888142?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/351862343774888142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=351862343774888142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/351862343774888142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/351862343774888142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/conference-notes-sunday-only.html' title='Conference Notes (Sunday only)'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7860096978763318769</id><published>2011-04-01T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T10:59:35.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bev'/><title type='text'>Deelightfull!!</title><content type='html'>This week I had one of the&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; most perfect days &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of my life, to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marge's 88th birthday! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;and Bev invited me to join the two of them in the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;L U C K Y me!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxOxhl4m-xc/TZaWdci6rlI/AAAAAAAACQA/Zbs2_8A_SpI/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxOxhl4m-xc/TZaWdci6rlI/AAAAAAAACQA/Zbs2_8A_SpI/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bev has hookups! (ALL around the globe, seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJBufwO52KM/TZaW8xr8yUI/AAAAAAAACQE/o06vPEK6DzI/s1600/RanchoValencia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJBufwO52KM/TZaW8xr8yUI/AAAAAAAACQE/o06vPEK6DzI/s400/RanchoValencia.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rancho Valencia:&lt;/b&gt; spa, resort, restaurant and country club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;located in Rancho Santa Fe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marge was in great spirits because Bev honored her request to take "the convertible" on our adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nT-FfXqX9Gk/TZaXQd6a8aI/AAAAAAAACQI/uSF_46Xk1pQ/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nT-FfXqX9Gk/TZaXQd6a8aI/AAAAAAAACQI/uSF_46Xk1pQ/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know she was a happy birthday girl?? She let me take pics &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;she didn't fight to pay the check:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvejB9wOfwA/TZaYKe_LckI/AAAAAAAACQM/Lx2hHNvxqpk/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvejB9wOfwA/TZaYKe_LckI/AAAAAAAACQM/Lx2hHNvxqpk/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;b&gt; love, love&lt;/b&gt; this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adoration.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bev and Marge have been friends for a long time. They "get" each other. I feel so lucky to be able to join in on the "Marvel at Marge" club. Marge and I have also really "clicked" in the past year. The three of us get along famously and you would never catch Bev or me ever calculating years as a differential...Marge, on the other hand, can't believe we love her as much as she loves us...can you imagine?! She says we are the reason she stays so young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day she told me that she was going to wear a different pair of her ear rings every day so that she could get them all in once before she dies...so...Bev and I have been giving her pair after pair of ear rings because we would both do ANYTHING to help extend this priceless friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-0HY79jbOo/TZaZovIdlHI/AAAAAAAACQQ/3riF5CbpP0Y/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O-0HY79jbOo/TZaZovIdlHI/AAAAAAAACQQ/3riF5CbpP0Y/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was &lt;i&gt;AMAZING!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning with the pretzel rolls, flat bread and hummus...&lt;br /&gt;When I started studying the menu, I knew we were in trouble...there were several items that begged to be sampled. We decided to order three different lunches and share. It was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;(We even like the same food:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGkyE2pV6sA/TZabXAuPzTI/AAAAAAAACQU/a1NqQBALJaA/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGkyE2pV6sA/TZabXAuPzTI/AAAAAAAACQU/a1NqQBALJaA/s400/010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our waiter: &lt;b&gt;Juan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marge charms &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; the men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(And she has her whole life:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did Valencia come through with delicious food, but the service was impeccable! Bev had called before to let them know about our celebration and to warn them about Marge's history of imposing her credit card whenever the ticket is delivered. No problem...as we entered the restaurant...I created a diversion and Bev gave the hostess her card. Marge asked our waiter mid lunch if she could pay for some hummus and rolls to take home. He told her, "Of course". At the completion of our meal, he brought out a package for her and insisted that the hummus etc was "on the house"...he WOULD NOT hear of her paying for "her present"...brilliant! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvZ09LafW6A/TZadA5i9ltI/AAAAAAAACQY/a09nC0UjZa0/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvZ09LafW6A/TZadA5i9ltI/AAAAAAAACQY/a09nC0UjZa0/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was perfect. The setting gorgeous and did I mention I love these two women?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Bev and Marge for a most perfect afternoon...and here's to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; more shared birthday celebrations!! &lt;i&gt;(I did announce at this lunch that at 88 years...you start celebrating half birthdays as well...all were in agreement:) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7860096978763318769?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7860096978763318769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7860096978763318769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7860096978763318769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7860096978763318769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/04/deelightfull.html' title='Deelightfull!!'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxOxhl4m-xc/TZaWdci6rlI/AAAAAAAACQA/Zbs2_8A_SpI/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-9190558562545645953</id><published>2011-03-25T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T21:52:15.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women&apos;s Conference'/><title type='text'>MeonWC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9VhdH-CRWXQ/TY1kSSm1OJI/AAAAAAAACPY/q9bRD60IXKA/s1600/BYUWC.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9VhdH-CRWXQ/TY1kSSm1OJI/AAAAAAAACPY/q9bRD60IXKA/s400/BYUWC.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today on &lt;a href="http://blog.cjanerun.com/"&gt;CJane's blog&lt;/a&gt; she announced that she and her sisters will be speaking at Women's Conference. This brought up quite a stir amongst her readers. You see, CJane has quite the following; many of whom are LDS and the likes of those found attending said Conference. To announce (on her blog) that she would be speaking she read Shari's email. Shari is my friend at church. Now Shari is famous because CJane read her email on her Vlog (video blog) and said, "from Shari in San Diego". So...I am a little famous because I take Shari's daughters to and from the church (sometimes). But I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYU Women's Conference is held once/year usually the first weekend of May. My sisters and Mom &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;BYU/WC and want to go every year. They talk about it months beforehand and send emails and texts around as soon as registration opens up so that we &lt;b&gt;for sure&lt;/b&gt; will get a place to sleep in the cinder blocked dorms on the BYU campus. I oftentimes choose not to join them in said adventure since my Sam's birthday is May 1st and often conflicts. Sometimes, however, like 2011...the WC is scheduled before his bday and so I lose my Samexcuse. You see...I am not so fond of the WC as my 4sisters and Mom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pros of WC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being together with my sisters and Mom!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Taking a break from regular activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hearing inspirational talks by women who truly know and understand life's secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Cheap housing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cons of WC:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The bustling of thousands of women to and fro all over BYU campus and Provo/Orem for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The&amp;nbsp;hyperventilating&amp;nbsp;feeling that comes over me when I consider that I am assumed to be "just like" all of&lt;br /&gt;the other bustling women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The overabundance of whatever the "attire of the day" is...ie denim jumpers (1997 and beyond), broom stick skirts (2002), denim jackets (2006) and apparently this year (per CJane)...muu-muus. (I don't wear muu-muus). [and I don't know how to spell them]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Waiting in lines for EVERYTHING. from getting your BYU approved towel (covers all the right places, don't ya know...) to the shared shower (yes, you share the dorm with 5 other women...and yes, these were the&amp;nbsp;accommodations&amp;nbsp;that you had to snag months prior)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Being overwhelmed with just too much good. (if you don't understand this...I can not explain) &lt;i&gt;but I will try to in my #9.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am not certain about this but it feels to me (from my memory bank) that you attend several classes each day...like 6 hours of church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hard chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You rarely get into your first choice of class because of the thousands of women, but it really is okay because there isn't a one of the speakers at Women's Conference who is not inspirational, serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You go to your first class...take notes, get good ideas, feel inspired to change a few things at home then hurry on to your next class where you get more good ideas, feel inspired to change even more things at home and then on to the next hour. (you get the picture..) I wish I could get one idea and then sit together with a bunch of intelligent women and discuss how I can fit that into my life. By the time I get to the end of the day..my first good idea is long forgotten and it might have been JUST THE ONE to make all the difference. Someday I will be sitting in Hell and it will hit me...that ONE perfect idea I heard at BYUWC that would have made all the difference. (that I forgot cuz I had too many ideas all smashed in the bottom of my BYUWC freebie book bag...yeah...you get one...should that have gone on my pros list??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I am joining in the throng. I will be right up there with the rest of them with my empire waisted tops and capris with cute flats that really hurt your feet. (Or something like that) And I will be sitting next to Claire who, once again, will put up with my..."Can't we just go have a pedicure?" or "Next year let's all run a 5K together?..." And she will pat my leg and smile and promise that next time we will add in a pedicure/shopping day (because she is nice like that). And I will realize, once again, that sitting next to Claire and Cheryl and Cindy and Karen and laughing with Mom until she chokes on her diet coke is all worth it; and if cinder block showers, 30 min bathroom stall lines, and hours of hard chairs is what it takes for sister bonding...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;bring it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-9190558562545645953?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/9190558562545645953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=9190558562545645953' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/9190558562545645953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/9190558562545645953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/03/meonwc.html' title='MeonWC'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9VhdH-CRWXQ/TY1kSSm1OJI/AAAAAAAACPY/q9bRD60IXKA/s72-c/BYUWC.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-7704104290932316455</id><published>2011-03-22T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:37:09.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bart'/><title type='text'>PAWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HF3d0R26HyU/TYmD7fyApcI/AAAAAAAACPQ/OC1U4qreWGc/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HF3d0R26HyU/TYmD7fyApcI/AAAAAAAACPQ/OC1U4qreWGc/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So...was thinking that it has been a while since I have posted a Bart update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iR8K0V9l1M8/TYmEL4RlcvI/AAAAAAAACPU/AtJu7uIk1tY/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-iR8K0V9l1M8/TYmEL4RlcvI/AAAAAAAACPU/AtJu7uIk1tY/s400/002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See those paws?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is only 21 weeks/roughly 5 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is going to get pretty BIG folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He sheds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A. Lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark sweeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A. Lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He has been to the dog park twice. He is getting better. Not so nervous. He is great at "sit", "stay" and loves to retrieve the ball. He is getting better at walking right next to you and has become a part of us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He loves to put his chin on your leg...and "Bart" on you. (the boys' term for that gross slobber shmear that is left behind after his extended affection)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Am I smitten, not so much. But that is not to say that I am not fond of him. I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have decided that he definitely is a pro at mood sensing. It is actually touching in a way. I figure that if I only observed all day long; wandered around the house with no chores to complete, instructions to give, places to go and I didn't speak but only listened. Perhaps I could be as good as Bart at knowing when each of the home's occupants were happy, sad, worried or discouraged. He just knows. And in his way...he lets you know that he knows. That's the touching part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-7704104290932316455?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/7704104290932316455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=7704104290932316455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7704104290932316455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/7704104290932316455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/03/paws.html' title='PAWS'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HF3d0R26HyU/TYmD7fyApcI/AAAAAAAACPQ/OC1U4qreWGc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-2624431459181782218</id><published>2011-03-20T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T18:54:20.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundaze</title><content type='html'>Okay...back again. It's been a slow posting season...sorry about that. I will briefly re-cap last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time with my nephew, Steven and his two friends who came for the weekend...and yes, Mindi..I just got one pic. But I did think of your request and snapped this during movie night on Sunday. (The movie going is Sherlock Holmes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kCF9LfYwees/TYapP4KVXZI/AAAAAAAACPA/2DYPBG6peP0/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kCF9LfYwees/TYapP4KVXZI/AAAAAAAACPA/2DYPBG6peP0/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I came home from work on Tuesday...I found this note on the island in the kitchen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2yzvQGI15l4/TYapmnzw8CI/AAAAAAAACPE/ltyytsjMpTw/s1600/azboysthyou.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-2yzvQGI15l4/TYapmnzw8CI/AAAAAAAACPE/ltyytsjMpTw/s400/azboysthyou.png" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These guys were great guests, the best! Thanks for coming Steve and co.!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I worked at an office about 25 minutes away Tues-Thursday this week (this meant M-Th work for me). I worked from 6:45-5ish. Long days, but the DDS was great and I enjoyed the staff. I am so lucky to have Mark working from home to keep life going like baseball, kid taxi-ing and dinner prep. I was spoiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday I got to spoil back...Mark's birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fmYrbSSyYzA/TYaq4my5O3I/AAAAAAAACPI/PqfvKx3Gj3g/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fmYrbSSyYzA/TYaq4my5O3I/AAAAAAAACPI/PqfvKx3Gj3g/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fmYrbSSyYzA/TYaq4my5O3I/AAAAAAAACPI/PqfvKx3Gj3g/s400/001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mark and I dropped the kids off at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; And then we spent the whole day together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was delightful!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We saw the movie &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Limitless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (V. good!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went out to lunch for sushi..mmmm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I made a yummy cake...just plain ol' chocolate as per bday request.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went out to dinner with the boys and ate cake:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't try counting the candles...Mark got the number&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;of candles on his cake that Sam was able to find...not a significant #.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HGS42F-CfZA/TYauuOmUvKI/AAAAAAAACPM/LBJRF2H48_Y/s1600/Mark.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HGS42F-CfZA/TYauuOmUvKI/AAAAAAAACPM/LBJRF2H48_Y/s400/Mark.png" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love this man!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-2624431459181782218?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/2624431459181782218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=2624431459181782218' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2624431459181782218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/2624431459181782218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/03/sundaze.html' title='Sundaze'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kCF9LfYwees/TYapP4KVXZI/AAAAAAAACPA/2DYPBG6peP0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4085593305786703147</id><published>2011-03-13T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:10:37.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold Please</title><content type='html'>5 teenage boys in my home for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;kitchen duty.&lt;br /&gt;nuff said?&lt;br /&gt;pizza, waffles, curry chicken w/naan bread, pop corn and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;and that's just day 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;do I like this?&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Yes, yes I do!&lt;br /&gt;did i mention I am working all week.&lt;br /&gt;followed by a bday to plan.&lt;br /&gt;for my man.&lt;br /&gt;will blog during the rest notes.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4085593305786703147?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4085593305786703147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4085593305786703147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4085593305786703147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4085593305786703147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/03/hold-please.html' title='Hold Please'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-5609643616554175639</id><published>2011-03-06T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:12:53.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gospel questions'/><title type='text'>Sunday Run-ons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-X8jsy0jliFE/TXR_GOFsSDI/AAAAAAAACO8/AihLorVjkh8/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-X8jsy0jliFE/TXR_GOFsSDI/AAAAAAAACO8/AihLorVjkh8/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Bart is fed, he is left in the garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by himself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to eat the measured portion out of his bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;only for a very quick couple of minutes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Mark went out to check on him today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is what he found...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Bart, head in bag...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stuck in the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do we have a binge eater?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probably more like a clever puppy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who happens to like the small bag of "Newman's Own"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that we got to hold us over until we could get to Costco.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today in Sunday school we were discussing prayer and it has caused me to have a dialog inside my head. In one verse we are told that the Lord knows our needs and to not use vane repetitions. In the Bible Dictionary it tells us that prayer is a form of work and that there are blessings waiting for us when all we need to do is to ask for them. For some reason these two commands seems conflicting to me. If my Father in Heaven knows my needs, should I ask him for blessings? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We are given "the Lord's prayer" as an example. Unfortunately for us, many religions have used and re-used this example so that it almost feels like vane repetition to me. I tried to look at it today as what Christ was trying to teach us with this example. He recognizes His Father's position and the fact that our/his Father's will is ultimately what &lt;i&gt;will &lt;/i&gt;come to pass. As I type this I am overcome with an overwhelming feeling of love and reassurance that Christ was trying to show me just how it is to be done. In reverence. In sincerity. With a humble heart. I can do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were other points of question I had in Sunday school like when the teacher wrote on the board that a "True Disciple" 1. Does things for the right reason. I believe this. I also have seen this as a stumbling block for the purists I have come across in life. If they don't feel that pure form of charity or devotion, then they will not serve or participate. I have heard people say that it is better to do the right thing for the wrong reason than to &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; do the right thing; however, I have not heard this from God. I will look that up. Maybe I will email Carol and get her on it...she is awesome at gospel questions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I do love the gospel in its purest form. I have angst when seemingly good people struggle with its teachings. I have enough questions for myself that I feel directed to ask and to answer that I don't feel the need (as some do) to address the controversies of&amp;nbsp; "the day". I know that at the end of the day (or at the beginning or in the middle) all I want to feel more than ever is the love of my Father in Heaven; his acceptance; his peace. The deep down kind of&amp;nbsp; "you are okay" that only he can deliver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you are wondering...how is she going to tie this into Bart's eating styles?? I am not. This is the license I give myself (a writing pass) when I use "run-on" in my title...does not have to relate. Not tonight.... good night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-5609643616554175639?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/5609643616554175639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=5609643616554175639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5609643616554175639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/5609643616554175639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/03/sunday-run-ons.html' title='Sunday Run-ons'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-X8jsy0jliFE/TXR_GOFsSDI/AAAAAAAACO8/AihLorVjkh8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-8346825860609271667</id><published>2011-03-04T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:00:27.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog debate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>faithdebate</title><content type='html'>Just an FYI...I have mentioned Cjane's blog a few times here. Well...as it turns out one of my comments got a bit of attention (which is actually a bit of a bloggerrush don't ya know?). The blog post was a guest post written on the subject of eating disorders. It was actually quite well done and informative..I just didn't like one of the points so I made a comment like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I appreciated this article and approved of 95% of it. Do not agree with  #7. Perhaps it was just carelessly written. I honestly believe that if  there is enough faith involved, "religious practices alone" can solve  ALL of our problems. Unfortunately most of us (myself included) do not  have that much faith. And perhaps the only true answer to conquer our  physical challenges are in fact spiritual.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...who knew but I got a rebuttal that went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kath, i would like to disagree.  i think we have been given these  resources (people like janna, medicine, knowledge) to help us.  going to  church, reading our scriptures and prayer are huge parts.  but they are  not all of them.  i guess to me it's like praying over a broken leg.   you don't sit and pray about it, you go to the doctor who can set it and  then put it in the cast so it can heal.  we have to DO something.  we  have so many resources, we are to use them.  why else would we have  them??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which I responded thus: &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Would I pray over a broken leg? Of Course I would!! (All the way to the  hospital) I realize that we have been "given" resources that are for our  good. All that we have comes from God. He CAN heal all things. He COULD  heal even a broken limb. I think the offense I took to the writing of  #7 was the fact that "over simplify" was synonymous with religious  solutions. I guess I am somewhat protective when it comes to "faith"; I  believe there is power there to be respected and one that should never  get second chair to any mortal solutions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the so-called debate took place after another post had been written...this will probably be the end of the discussion. Which is okay with me since (for now) I had the last word. &lt;br /&gt;If you would like to read the entire post...&lt;a href="http://blog.cjanerun.com/search?q=eating+disorders"&gt;click here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Friday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Looking (forward?) to the Blue and Gold cubscout banquet, new polish on the toenails and a beach run:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ENJOY! (I say!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-8346825860609271667?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/8346825860609271667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=8346825860609271667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8346825860609271667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/8346825860609271667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/03/faithdebate.html' title='faithdebate'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6794922736239676155</id><published>2011-03-04T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T11:04:24.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 mile club'/><title type='text'>DrumRollPlease...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-T-M6X2yqe2s/TXE2WcAg-AI/AAAAAAAACO4/pqe5OCt836E/s1600/Joan100club.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="331" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-T-M6X2yqe2s/TXE2WcAg-AI/AAAAAAAACO4/pqe5OCt836E/s400/Joan100club.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is with extreme pleasure that I announce the newest addition to my 100 club....Joan has been running with me since I moved to San Diego but until late it was just "hit" and "miss". Mostly due to the fact that Joan is much faster than I and our schedules have not come together. Well...for the last several weeks, we have been running once/week. I was doing the calculations on our mileage and what do you know...time for another induction:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Congrats to Joan!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;and...thanks for all the shared miles:)&lt;/b&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/7392953118822607945-6794922736239676155?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6794922736239676155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6794922736239676155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6794922736239676155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6794922736239676155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/03/drumrollplease.html' title='DrumRollPlease...'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-T-M6X2yqe2s/TXE2WcAg-AI/AAAAAAAACO4/pqe5OCt836E/s72-c/Joan100club.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6747859191864333178</id><published>2011-03-02T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:01:46.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon'/><title type='text'>I Spy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VjybyFx2aPE/TW8zFbrvxhI/AAAAAAAACOU/bb5TnCKixA8/s1600/jontreecircled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VjybyFx2aPE/TW8zFbrvxhI/AAAAAAAACOU/bb5TnCKixA8/s400/jontreecircled.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam won his first baseball game!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jon was "watching" the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I look at this picture too long, my hands start to sweat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-j89y6mswWWo/TW87sCgdADI/AAAAAAAACOY/D3jFlsIWt8A/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-j89y6mswWWo/TW87sCgdADI/AAAAAAAACOY/D3jFlsIWt8A/s400/001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Before&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the game...&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;grass stained pants before the game=no sweat.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing to learn from mothering boys?...when to sweat. &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6747859191864333178?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6747859191864333178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6747859191864333178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6747859191864333178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6747859191864333178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-spy.html' title='I Spy'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VjybyFx2aPE/TW8zFbrvxhI/AAAAAAAACOU/bb5TnCKixA8/s72-c/jontreecircled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-1778890114928255967</id><published>2011-03-02T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T14:18:52.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Qh5Esx7xt2U/TW6CRpyfDQI/AAAAAAAACOI/p8EPUKPcaQE/s1600/signguy2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Qh5Esx7xt2U/TW6CRpyfDQI/AAAAAAAACOI/p8EPUKPcaQE/s400/signguy2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So...not sure what exactly this means but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT...now the sign spinners are advertising for their own services?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Your Ad here"...Spinning for spinning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thriving economy? I think not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were four of these guys out on corners this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(And yes..still am driving the van, Nancy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-1778890114928255967?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/1778890114928255967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=1778890114928255967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1778890114928255967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/1778890114928255967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/03/times.html' title='the times'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Qh5Esx7xt2U/TW6CRpyfDQI/AAAAAAAACOI/p8EPUKPcaQE/s72-c/signguy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-4599746058571548497</id><published>2011-02-26T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T16:44:26.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perspective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angie'/><title type='text'>See Level</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mxvcrjanay8/TWmbimqBKcI/AAAAAAAACN8/XPz7Tr7WAj4/s1600/tpbeach3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mxvcrjanay8/TWmbimqBKcI/AAAAAAAACN8/XPz7Tr7WAj4/s400/tpbeach3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday after completing another trail run through the hills of Torrey Pines, I noticed the change in view as my car descended the hill down towards the waterfront. I love the views of the beach trail run. Looking down upon the waves and shoreline is always therapeutic and invigorating. But it was interesting to watch the change in perspective as I became flush with the ocean level. I had not thought before about how the ocean view even &lt;i&gt;feels &lt;/i&gt;different depending on my vantage point. &amp;nbsp;The tide was out further than the last few times I had run there; leaving plenty of room to run on the beach between the break of the waves and the backdrop of the sandstone cliffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered back to a run that Angie and I took a couple of years ago when we were both&amp;nbsp;fairly&amp;nbsp;new to the area and before we understood the importance of tide checking before starting out on a run. We were about 2/3 the way through our 9 mile run when we realized that the tide was rising so quickly that we would have to scale the cliffs in order to stay dry. I decided that maybe we should take off our shoes and wade out into the sea and maybe &amp;nbsp;swim a bit if we had to. (Anyone reading this who is experienced with ocean adventures, realizes how naive that plan would prove to be). This was my first experience facing the forceful &amp;nbsp;incoming tide and I quickly realized that even the strongest swimmer would not be able to swim against the crashing waves. The waters definitely had the upper hand. We began to scale the slippery cliff barefoot and wondered just how long we could "hang on", when right around the corner, we came across the stairs that would lead us safely off the ocean floor and up on to the beach trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B3bpCM2cgSA/TWmb4b_48iI/AAAAAAAACOA/yV6uf-jGL1Q/s1600/tpbeachstairs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B3bpCM2cgSA/TWmb4b_48iI/AAAAAAAACOA/yV6uf-jGL1Q/s400/tpbeachstairs.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat down on the stairs and pulled our socks and running shoes over our wet and sandy feet. The stairs and trail would add another mile or so to our planned run but we were so relieved to be safe and to admire the crashing waves from the winding packed trails &amp;nbsp;of the overlooking cliffs that the added mileage mattered not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie and I went on to have many more awesome running adventures including long training runs and even completing the Rock n Roll marathon together. Little did we know that right around the corner, each of us would face challenges in life that would prove to be more forceful than either of us felt capable of wading through. There have been times of panic and wondering when (oh when!) is that safe stairway going to come into view. Fortunately we have been able to lean on each other, our faith and loved ones for support and direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-d_8_AIsy_4Q/TWmcfR1QTdI/AAAAAAAACOE/sM721bUV5RQ/s1600/angnkathcompr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-d_8_AIsy_4Q/TWmcfR1QTdI/AAAAAAAACOE/sM721bUV5RQ/s400/angnkathcompr.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that when life seems to be slamming up against me, what I need to do most is step back and change my perspective; find a new vantage point. Anyone looking from just a few feet above Angie and I could have alerted us that safety was right around the corner from us. It would have relieved our panic and filled us with hope and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GxLQEOP-rn4/TWmYKttomdI/AAAAAAAACN0/Fuh3RDmpEN0/s1600/torrey_pines_beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GxLQEOP-rn4/TWmYKttomdI/AAAAAAAACN0/Fuh3RDmpEN0/s400/torrey_pines_beach.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fortunately for each of us there is one above us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One to whom we can call upon to give us the perspective, peace and direction we seek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-4599746058571548497?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/4599746058571548497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=4599746058571548497' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4599746058571548497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/4599746058571548497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/02/see-level.html' title='See Level'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mxvcrjanay8/TWmbimqBKcI/AAAAAAAACN8/XPz7Tr7WAj4/s72-c/tpbeach3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-6988479895001930446</id><published>2011-02-25T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T08:33:07.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhyme w/o reason</title><content type='html'>It is Friday (woot!) and I get to spend some time with my awesome friend, Peggy. I can. not. wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I leave...a few thoughts: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7-QbIEGMeI/TWfYoWM5HgI/AAAAAAAACNo/DidxjSDrTXQ/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7-QbIEGMeI/TWfYoWM5HgI/AAAAAAAACNo/DidxjSDrTXQ/s400/002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flowers should not droop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(after a few short days...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gERhJI4XZmA/TWfZLWPrqiI/AAAAAAAACNs/tRX43-5xTFM/s1600/cupcakes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gERhJI4XZmA/TWfZLWPrqiI/AAAAAAAACNs/tRX43-5xTFM/s400/cupcakes.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cupcakes should be cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(one poem a week...u r welcome:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7392953118822607945-6988479895001930446?l=kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/feeds/6988479895001930446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7392953118822607945&amp;postID=6988479895001930446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6988479895001930446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7392953118822607945/posts/default/6988479895001930446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath-runonsentences.blogspot.com/2011/02/run-ons_25.html' title='Rhyme w/o reason'/><author><name>Kath</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16047820509628768035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MzQa_cYzkBE/TG9giLso_dI/AAAAAAAABwY/KfCaMvXqFRM/S220/kath82010.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7-QbIEGMeI/TWfYoWM5HgI/AAAAAAAACNo/DidxjSDrTXQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7392953118822607945.post-9016894228744417957</id><published>2011-02-23T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:09:25.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>ESP</title><content type='html'>I know what you are thinking...all of this sugar packed baking...has she lost her fitness mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not entirely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to prove,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given a great little cook book for my bday from my friend, Kari, the nutritionist. It is called "Cook This, Not That". You can buy it &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cook-This-Awesome-350-Calorie-Meals/dp/1605291471"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious, nutritious and EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Chocolate Bomb had its origin in these pages).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the fam has enjoyed the meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me and cooking/eating, variety is key. love, love to try new eats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the recipes we have liked from this book include: Chicken Cordon Bleu, Lasagna rolls, Pork Chops with Balsamic Honey-Glaze and last night's Asian Chicken Meatballs. mmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The approach of the book is that it gives you a popular restaurant food complete with pic, calories and cost and then shows you a similar, healthy alternative along with the calories and pennies you save. Love the savings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other things to love...it is little, prob 8 x 8, written by two men.. no fuss, information packed, good photos...and that is it. &lt;i&gt;(and I don't even get paid for the review) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qNxBlFAT2gk/TWVNR437O3I/AAAAAAAACNk/MDSYUo_9sC8/s1600/Cook+This+Not+That+cover.jpg" 
