<?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-5988620453888471244</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:26:38.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim's Blog Spot</title><subtitle type='html'>Mother. Daughter. Wife. Sister. Aunt. Friend. Lover. Student.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-5449365473229925810</id><published>2010-05-05T23:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:38:50.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Well, summer may not be officially recognized by our calendars yet....but my classes are now over for this semester. Grades are in (all A's)...yes!!!  I am soooo ready for a respite. This semester was soooo busy. The fall promises to be even more "fun"!!!!  Yikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much blogging I'll do, but I just felt like blabbing a bit. I'm so addicted to Facebook now, that I rarely blog. I get all of my frustrations, joys, etc. out in that format now. It's also enabled me to reconnect with so many friends. Friends I haven't seen since high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been nearly a year now since I was summarily dismissed from a job I held for 30 years. I'm not as fixated on the whole ordeal as I was, but I am still angry...and confused. I still do not understand WHY it happened. Nor do I understand how a "man of the cloth" could do such a thing. I guess I will never know. He refuses to apologize. I must find a way to make peace for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But without a job.....without a paycheck.....for nearly a year....it's not been easy. And as time goes on, it's only gonna get worse. And that burden is only gonna dredge up my feelings of anger for this person. I pray that God will give me peace to move on. I pray that He will help me find a way to get beyond the anger and hurt and just go on. I don't expect I will ever get any answers...and for me, that's a hard one! I always wanna know "why"? This is just one of those times I may not receive my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God will help us find a way to survive ..... financially, emotionally, physically, and spiritually. The whole "incident" has left me and my family devoid of a spiritual connection. I so need that. I so want that. Not just for me, but for them as well. I don't know where this journey will take us. I don't know where it will end. I can only pray that God, in His infinite wisdom, will give me peace. I know He will allow things to happen the way they should. I just hope I have wisdom and fortitude enough to let go and let God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-5449365473229925810?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5449365473229925810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=5449365473229925810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5449365473229925810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5449365473229925810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-5625883336043687601</id><published>2010-04-19T10:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:29:29.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! Time Has A Way Of Getting Away!</title><content type='html'>I see that I haven't posted here in almost two years! I guess I really lost my mojo when I was working full time and going to school, etc. But, then I also found Facebook! I reconnected with sooo many friends. I all but totally abandoned this blogging business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been through sooo much since my last post on here. The boss I gushed about turned out to be a .... well, a ...... hmmmmm ...... not a nice person at all. Without warning, provocation or explanation, he summarily dismissed me from the position I had held for 30 years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been VERY difficult. I lost my best friend to suicide, then I lost my job without cause, then my Dad got very, very ill (we were told he didn't have long), my husband lost his job, and in February of 2010 I broke my ankle -- relegating me to a wheelchair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you know, they say "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger." "There's a silver lining in every cloud." "When God shuts a door, he opens a window."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to find the positives in all the events of my life over the past year. I have found many. I am trying to get beyond the pain and hurt of the last year's events. Most days I am successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through it all I have found who my true friends are. I have also been blessed with some new ones through my classes at ETSU. I honestly believe I am where I'm supposed to be. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the fabulous school friends who have become a part of my life. They are my strength and encouragement as I continue this journey to become a teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have one year left at ETSU to earn my bachelor's degree in elementary education. I am so excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After losing my job, that I gave my heart and soul to for sooo many years, I was absolutely devastated and had my self-esteem knocked pretty darned low. But.....I realized that I was giving waaaaay too much power to that. I have been shown the true meaning of friendship and family love through all of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now attend school fulltime (which means I will finish ahead of schedule). I maintain a 3.9 grade point average. I have the most amazing friends and family. I still have my Dad in my life (despite the odds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel more at peace these days and look forward to the challenges quickly approaching. And as soon as I am able to get back to church-hunting, I will be looking forward to that as well. I found one before I broke my ankle that I really enjoyed. I will be going back there. I will also be open to other "callings".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, with everything I've been through this past year, I know that wherever I land, it's because God put me there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-5625883336043687601?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5625883336043687601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=5625883336043687601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5625883336043687601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5625883336043687601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2010/04/wow-time-has-way-of-getting-away.html' title='Wow! Time Has A Way Of Getting Away!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-9105279510417480848</id><published>2008-07-24T22:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:12:40.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>Holy Cow.  I haven't posted anything since May!!!  Wow.  I thought I'd have all this time this summer.  Well, then hubby finds himself a job in June and is working out of town.  Daughter and I went to see him on a couple of weekends.  But, he's working 7 days a week and didn't have much time to spend with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought I'd have more time for blogging before my classes start again, but now I'm a single Mom with a home, job, dogs, yard work, yada, yada.  Not much time for blogging.  But that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did want to say that this week is my first week back to work after two weeks' vacation.  I had a very nice respite.  And this is my first week working with my new boss.  He's da bomb!!!  He's young, 46...very good looking...very, very nice...very laid back...very smart.  I am really looking forward to working with him.  He and his family finally got moved into their house, but they are still working on putting everything away.  Heck, I've lived in this house for almost 12 years and we STILL have boxes that haven't been put away!!!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...The Rev. Dr. Mark W. Frazier is my new boss and our new Rector.  He really is a very nice man.  He has a lovely wife and four VERY energetic daughters...three of whom will become acolytes.  It's a very exciting time for us at Emmanuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody ever broken a toe?  Well, I did this past weekend.  Good God that hurts.  Holy Mother.  My toe nearly turned black...the top of my foot was blue...now it's blue and green.  I still cannot wear a shoe.  I can only wear flip-flops and flip-flop-style sandles.  Nothing can touch that little toe or I go into orbit.  Holy cow.  Never knew my toe could be soooo painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon be gearing up for many things at work.  Gearing up for daughter to return to school (Aug. 11).  Gearing up for me to return to school (Aug. 25).  Will be a very busy time...especially if hubby is still out of town working.  I know my folks will help me out, but they will be out of town the first two weeks of classes!!!  Oh well...I'll figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping all my friends are enjoying these sunny, hot days of summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-9105279510417480848?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/9105279510417480848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=9105279510417480848' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/9105279510417480848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/9105279510417480848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/07/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-3635374902908940933</id><published>2008-05-26T22:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:44:40.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever?</title><content type='html'>Ever feel like you want to just disappear into a hole?  Like a black hole?  Like a hole that doesn't exist so that you don't exist either?  That's kinda the way I'm feeling right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to help lead the singing of our National Anthem in church yesterday.  I had a lot of drainage and didn't do my best, but I didn't think it was that bad until today.  I read a friend's blog and found out that it sounded like a pig receiving a procto exam!  Then a poster comments that he's heard me sing before and it would make your dog walk backwards.  What the f#^*?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wish I could rewind to yesterday and just take it all back.  I would never have gotten up to sing.  I wouldn't have sounded like a pig with something shoved up my ass.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I need that black hole to just swollow me up RIGHT NOW!!!  Think I'll avoid church services for a bit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, how utterly embarrassing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Memorial Day to all.  It's a memorable one for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-3635374902908940933?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3635374902908940933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=3635374902908940933' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3635374902908940933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3635374902908940933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/05/ever.html' title='Ever?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-3124643764838070939</id><published>2008-05-23T14:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T14:11:26.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How True!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Beer!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatalcoholicdrinkareyouquiz/beer.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to get totally wasted when you hit the bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of a social drinker, you just like to have fun with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as long as the beer keeps flowing, you're a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't mix things up: "Beer Before Liquor, Never Been Sicker!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatalcoholicdrinkareyouquiz/"&gt;What Alcoholic Drink Are You?&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/5988620453888471244-3124643764838070939?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3124643764838070939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=3124643764838070939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3124643764838070939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3124643764838070939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-true.html' title='How True!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-2211357457737098463</id><published>2008-05-23T12:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T12:19:29.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are lookin' good!</title><content type='html'>Guess I'll start this post on the down note....hubby was laid off from his job on April 18 and still has no prospects.  If you are so inclined...please send a prayer or ten HIS way.  To say that things are tight is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now that the bad news is done, on to all the good:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a new rector!  Yes, my church and place of employment has called a new rector.  I am very excited as he seems like a really, really nice guy.  The day after he accepted the call, he came by my office and said, "well, you have a new boss." And proceeded to give me a big hug.  Doesn't get any better than that.  He'll be here mid-July (while I'm on vacation no less).  But at least he is coming along.  And Fr. David Booher will be here until then, praise God.  Fr. David is wonderful and a hoot to boot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More good news...daughter scored a 6 (the highest you can) an the State Writing Assessment.  Only two other children, in her class, achieved that score.  I'm sooo proud of her.  Her teacher emailed me the day she found out.  She was so excited and proud of Kaylyn, as are we.  Daughter also ended the year with all A's and one B.  She'd be a straight A student if she'd only study.  But trying to get her to study on a regular basis is like, well, like trying to put a wet cat in a bag. (No offense to cat-lovers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more good news.....I was having trouble finding any classes for my fall semester that didn't require me to drive to Johnson City three times a week and miss all manner of work.  But, I finally found two classes (which is the limit I can do both financially and work-wise) at the local "outlet" for ETSU.  It means with gas at $4 or more per gallon, I will drive 3 - 5 miles instead of 30 or 40 each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, life is lookin' pretty good.  Plan to spend time with my family this weekend enjoying the holiday. Eating more than I should or need.  Relaxing whenever possible.  And cleaning up messes that have piled up over the last semester.  Yes, room by room, I'm getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping one and all have a glorious long weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, forgot to mention that Lee (my dear friend) and I are leading the congregation in singing the National Anthem Sunday morning.  Ms. Margaret (our organist) asked me to sing solo.  Lee said if I didn't do it, he would...then I said, "let's do it together."  It evolved into us leading the entire congregation.  Say another prayer that I don't just collapse in a pile of embarrassment.  I have real issues with performing in front of others.  But I adore Ms. Margaret and would do almost anything she asks of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend.  May God continue to shine his Grace upon you and yours.  May the memories of those gone before us be ever present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-2211357457737098463?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2211357457737098463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=2211357457737098463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2211357457737098463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2211357457737098463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/05/things-are-lookin-good.html' title='Things are lookin&apos; good!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-6815630619148436226</id><published>2008-05-06T10:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T10:41:15.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Yeah!!!</title><content type='html'>Haven't written on my blog in foreeeeeever.  Been so busy with work, school, daughter, life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed my last final yesterday and am done with classes until the fall.  It will be nice to have a bit of a break.  Now I can do some reading that I've been wanting to get in.  I've been reading the autobiography of Barry White.  Oh, yeah....that man could make the hairs on my arms stand at attention just hearing his voice.  What a very interesting man he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on a school trip with the fifth grade classes from my daughter's school last week.  We took them for three days to Kanuga (Camp Bob to be more precise).  It's a very interesting outdoor school.  We did LOTS of hiking (OMG....I'm still not recovered), learned about constellations and how we could use them for tracking.  They learned about compass reading; we went canoeing; we dug around in a pond and found critters they had to identify; they climbed rock walls..........we were busy from 7 a.m. until 10 p.m.  The kids were involved in games designed to help build community and trust.  They had to be "hoppers".  Which meant they took turns showing up early at meal time to set tables and remain afterward to clean up.  A very fun, exhausting time.  Did I mention that there were only three of us ladies to chaperone 27 fifth grade girls?????   Can you say "DRAMA"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my schooling is over til the fall, I will be concentrating on finishing my obligations at daughter's class...I am the homeroom Mom after all.  I still have a few events to plan and carry out before they get out of school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also neck deep in planning for Vacation Bible School at work.  We lost our Director of Christian Formation in December, so I took it upon myself to get things going.  I swore after last year, I would not do this again. Like I don't have enough to do!!!!  Anywho...last year's event was so popular, fun and well-attended, I just couldn't let the kids down by not offering anything.  (oh, have I mentioned the fact that I am the only full-time employee left at the church???  We have a part-time sexton and part-time organist/choir director.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, speaking of employees......it looks like we will be FINALLY calling a new rector.  After being without one for a year and a half, it looks like we will be calling a young, energetic, gentleman.  Don't want to give too many details as the paperwork has not been signed yet.  I'll let ya'll know when the ink is dried on the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've finished with my own studies, I hope to have a bit more time to blog and to read other's blogs.  I've really missed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Tremendous Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-6815630619148436226?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6815630619148436226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=6815630619148436226' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/6815630619148436226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/6815630619148436226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh, Yeah!!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-8519945026074561659</id><published>2008-03-09T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:31:52.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoothing out</title><content type='html'>Well, last week really sucked a big one.  It was topped off with a trip Friday evening to Super Wal-Mart.  We hadn't been in quite some time and needed lots of food, etc.  Needless to say, we had two shopping carts full of "stuff".  We check out, which took forever, then I swipe my credit card and it's denied.  WHAT???!!!  I swipe again, sorry declined.  WHAT THE???!!!  So there we stand, two buggies full of "stuff" and food and ....  Dear God, will we have to put everything back?  OMG.  So, I say, "hold on".  I call the credit card company, "Hi Mrs. Heath, you tried to use your card and got denied, right?"  "Uh, yeah, that's right."  "I'm standing here with two carts full of food and sundry other items we need and people are backing up behind us waiting."  "Well, you hadn't used that card in a very long time and we need to make sure it's not stolen."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God.  Well, I'm actually glad they were concerned.  That made me feel good that they are watching out for me.  But, I'm in line, food is defrosting, I'm turning purple from embarrassment.  Finally, we get it straightened out and all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a GREAT time last night.  Started a "GNO" with some girlfriends of mine.  We had our first outing to dinner, then to play pool.  We had a blast!  We've decided to make it a regular event.  Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today....I've been studying off and on during the day.  I've had a "runny" eye.  You know, tearing at the side, all day long.  Now I have another eye infection.  Please tell me this is NOT a sign of how this week's gonna go.  Good golly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's hoping for the best.  My eye is driving me crazy, so I am off to put antibiotic drops in and settle in bed.  I may try to read something fun for a bit.  We'll see.  I'm having a little trouble seeing clearly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping the drops work quickly and I will be able to wear makeup before the week is over.  (No, I'm not vain.......just don't want to scare the kiddies!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-8519945026074561659?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8519945026074561659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=8519945026074561659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/8519945026074561659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/8519945026074561659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/smoothing-out.html' title='Smoothing out'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-7138530792329234393</id><published>2008-03-04T21:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:36:08.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Days Are Better Than Others</title><content type='html'>Well, I've endured some pretty rough days lately.  Work pretty much sucks.  I won't go into detail, let's just say I hope things change soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father-in-law passed away on the 22nd of Feb.  We had his funeral last week.  I've had to fight a cold and have had a sick child.  Now I get news that my dearest friend has suffered some brain damage from a stroke at the age of 39.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college classes are keeping me so busy I don't have time to blog (this week is Spring break, so I hope to get ahead in my studies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made time to do our taxes this past weekend.  I submitted them on line THEN realized I forgot to include our mortgage interest!  Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind is blowing so hard where I live right now that the windows are rattling and the roof makes buzzing sounds.  It's quite eery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that I've dumped my burden, I'm off to bed.  Early to bed tonight as I am really tired.  Been really, really tired (more than usual) here lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-7138530792329234393?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7138530792329234393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=7138530792329234393' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/7138530792329234393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/7138530792329234393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-days-are-better-than-others.html' title='Some Days Are Better Than Others'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-2039256976172009977</id><published>2008-02-09T09:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T09:23:34.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loooong time</title><content type='html'>It's been such a loooooong time since I've had a moment to blog.  Life seems to keep finding itself in my way of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so busy with school this semester.  SOoooo much reading and writing this time around.  Research. Reading. Writing. Online Discussions. Whew.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to get you all up to date....had a very serious scare about the health of my oldest nephew, Terrell.  Thanks to prayers from so many folks, he is doing much better.  His days are a roller coaster ride.  One day he feels pretty good, the next he may feel like crap due to the disease, or maybe due to dialysis.  But, all-in-all, he us much better.  Thanks to all of your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad...I'm almost afraid to type this. But.....he's feeling better!!!  Finally.  They've been adjusting and changing his meds around and for the last week, he has finally, finally felt a bit better.  He even had some color to his face (other than white).  He's actually gotten out of the house some and started driving again.  It's really great to see.  You can even hear in his voice that he feels better.  Thanks so much for those wonderful prayers as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, life is pretty good at the moment.  Albeit busier than I can handle some days.   But, nonetheless good.  I feel very blessed.  And I feel most blessed to have so many caring friends around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I promise to try to make more time for blogging, but I don't know if I will keep that promise.  Work, home, mothering, schoolwork, life kinda come first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-2039256976172009977?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2039256976172009977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=2039256976172009977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2039256976172009977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2039256976172009977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/02/loooong-time.html' title='Loooong time'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-4575898203317293268</id><published>2008-01-13T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:21:08.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>What a busy, busy weekend I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was my parents' 50th wedding anniversary.  My brother and I prepared a really nice dinner with wine, champagne, the works.  We kept it quiet and at my parent's house because of my Dad's poor health.  It was really lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner they opened gifts.  I had been working for many months on putting together a DVD of my folks' lives together.  It turned out really nice, if I say so myself.  They were really moved by it and loved it.  We all had a blast watching it.  My brother's kids and my daughter really thought it was funny seeing photos of us as youngun's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent recuperating from Friday night festivities.  Then hubby, daughter and I went to the movies.  We saw "Juno" -- daughter's choice.  She LOVED it.  Hubby and I did not.  It put me in mind of "Napoleon Dynamite".  Very strange and "different" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I stayed home from church.  My daughter was supposed to acolyte, but she wasn't feeling well.  I decided to take the time to begin the chore of undecorating the house.  I've gotten quite a bit done, but there's still plenty to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the weather reports, we're supposed to get some snow tonight.  Unfortunately, it sounds like we'll be lucky to get flurries.  Well, here's hoping for some white stuff.  Maybe enough to go sled riding????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention that I'm reading a book for one of my classes this semester?  (No sense in not getting a jump start on the work)  It's a really good book.  A very interesting, true story..."The Thread That Runs So True".  It's as especially good read for anybody who is or who wants to become a teacher.  It's also a good read if you like to read about rural Kentucky.  It takes place way back when kids walked to school...in snow, rain, burning heat.  Teachers were lucky to make $68 per month.  It's a great, great story.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess my random thoughts are done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-4575898203317293268?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4575898203317293268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=4575898203317293268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4575898203317293268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4575898203317293268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/01/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-604999905729583725</id><published>2008-01-06T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:38:35.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster</title><content type='html'>Well, some days are just better than others.  Today was my last day off from work.  I took two weeks off around Christmas and it's now time to head back to the job.  I absolutely hate the idea.  This has been one of the most bittersweet vacations.  It allowed me time with my family at a very special time of year.  It was also time that I will never get back again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've blogged about the health of my Dad and I'm sorry to report that he just isn't improving.  I'm very, very glad I've been able to spend a little more time with him than usual.  He's very tired and very weak.  He doesn't feel well.  He has zero energy.  He looks like hell...very pale and weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely hate getting older.  It just means my parents are aging as well and won't be with me for much longer.  It also means my daughter is getting older and will "fly the coop" before I'm ready.  Jesus, this getting older stuff sure ain't for sissies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For part of my vacation, we rented a cabin/house with my brother and his family and my folks, in Gatlinburg.  We were there for four days and included New Years.  We had a GREAT time.  This was the first time we ever did anything like this with the entire family.  I know it meant a lot to my folks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents will celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary this Friday, January 11.  We plan a quiet family meal at their home.  My brother and I will prepare everything.  It should be nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to work tomorrow, then back to school the following week.  Whew...life just keeps on trucking by, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're so inclined...please say a prayer for me and my family. I'm extraordinarily close to my Dad.  This is a very difficult time.  I know my Mom is scared even though she puts up a good front.  Please pray that we can all face whatever may lie ahead for us in this journey called, LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you haven't done it lately, tell your spouse, your siblings, your children, your mate, your friends how much you love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-604999905729583725?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/604999905729583725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=604999905729583725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/604999905729583725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/604999905729583725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2008/01/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller Coaster'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-5344342286748191428</id><published>2007-12-26T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T00:28:09.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Yes, I see that I have not gotten my sentiment posted in time.  Christmas is officially over on the East coast.  (Well, Christmas Day, NOT the season of...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a bitter sweet day.  My daughter had one of her best Christmases ever. She got everything she wanted -- and them some!!!  She was so excited this morning.  Wish you could have seen her tear through her packages.  What a delight it is to see her so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to my folks' for breakfast and opening of gifts.  My Dad looks like....well, pretty pale and weak.  He feels no better, but at least he's still here.  I have a horrible feeling this was my last Christmas with him.  I pray I am wrong.  I pray the doctors can do "something".  My Mom will be calling doctors first thing tomorrow to get him in to see SOMEBODY.  He's just not doing well at all.  He needs to be seen.  They need to readjust his CRT.  They need readjust his meds.  They need to do SOMETHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve Midnight Mass was very nice.  The choir's concert was.....well, less than stellar.  It actually wasn't very good at all.  I don't know what was wrong.  Well, my folks weren't there and a soprano was missing.  I don't know if their absences had anything to do with it or not, but the music was not up to par.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Prayers of the People, my dear friend (Bro), Lee mentioned my Dad's name whilst praying for the sick.  He needs all the prayers he can get.  It was very sweet of Lee to do that.  I greatly appreciated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a very long, busy day full of trepidation.  My father-in-law is in the end stages of his life.  He's suffered for many years.  They can no longer do anything else for him.  My own father's health is really poor.  Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But knowing that so many people are lifting us all up in prayer means more than anything.  I want everyone who is praying to know that I really appreciate you.  I can feel some strength from those prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas and that you have a happy, healthy, prosperous 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-5344342286748191428?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5344342286748191428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=5344342286748191428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5344342286748191428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5344342286748191428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-8212974998011569315</id><published>2007-12-23T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:05:15.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/R26YLq4Jf3I/AAAAAAAAADc/n9Y-_X5yvUs/s1600-h/Kaylyn+Birthday+2007+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/R26YLq4Jf3I/AAAAAAAAADc/n9Y-_X5yvUs/s320/Kaylyn+Birthday+2007+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147218750386831218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a busy time I've endured these last couple of weeks.  Between work, finishing my Biology class, preparing for daughter's birthday party, preparing for the holidays, taking my Dad back to the hospital............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm VERY happy to report that I am now officially on vacation for the next two weeks!  Yeah.  Friday darn near killed me.  Had to totally clean out my office (a couple in the church is gifting new carpet for my office!!!)  Had to make final preparations for our Christmas Day dinner (which we offer to the community) and make sure all work was done for the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now able to concentrate on time with the family.  I am also able to concentrate on cleaning this nasty, nasty house.  Haven't had time to really clean for several weeks.  Now, is the time to shovel the sh!+ out and make it liveable again!  Also hope to have some time for actually baking some cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very, very blessed with friends who "got my back".  My dear friends Glenn Moore and Lee Davenport are manning the parish office whilst I'm away for the next couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so exhausted from life, in general right now.  I hope that I'm able to just "be" and enjoy.  That's my plan, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you reading my blog are so inclined, I'd love prayers for my Dad and my father-in-law.  They are both in poor health.  My Dad had to be taken back to the emergency room on Friday.  Fortunately they readjusted his new pacemaker and we are hoping that will help him feel better.  As for my father-in-law, he has been in a nursing home for years.  He's suffered from throat cancer for years.  He's had numerous surgeries, etc.  He hasn't been able to eat for well over a year.  He is fed through a feeding tube.  He is now in ICU because of a staff infection.  He also aspirated some food into his lungs yesterday.  He easily chokes on his own saliva because he is unable to swollow.  Long story short, this could finally be his end days.  Please pray that when God says it's time for him to go, he go peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to get busy with all the cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get back in here to blog before Santa arrives, I hope all of you have a blessed Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-8212974998011569315?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8212974998011569315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=8212974998011569315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/8212974998011569315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/8212974998011569315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy-busy-times.html' title='Busy, busy times'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/R26YLq4Jf3I/AAAAAAAAADc/n9Y-_X5yvUs/s72-c/Kaylyn+Birthday+2007+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-7387369263364733280</id><published>2007-12-16T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:25:33.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>Wow!  What a week.  Busy, busy, busy at work.  Anybody who works at a church around Christmas time KNOWS of what I am speaking.  Goodness.  On top of all that work, I'm doing extra work in anticipation of my two weeks off after this coming Friday, December 21.  First time in 28 years I've taken time off around Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I am expecting new carpet in my office (wonderful couple at the church are donating it).  So....I have to pack up and clean my office out as well, before I leave on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the final for my Biology lecture, which I took on Thursday.  Believe it or not, I was so stressed out over this class.  It was very, very hard.  But, it looks like I have an A!!!  Then there was the planning and implementation of daughter's birthday party at a roller skating rink this past Saturday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was killer.  Had duty as a Lector and Lay Eucharistic Minister at 10:30, followed by a meeting which didn't end until nearly 1 p.m.  Rushed home to eat lunch and then off to daughter's piano recital at 2.  Then back home to prepare a dish to take to the acolyte party at church.  So, 4:15 rolls around and it's back to the church to bake hundreds of cookies and sign hundreds of cards for some sailors aboard a small ship somewhere in the Middle East.  I am so tired I can barely keep my eyes open.  I just felt compelled to blog because I've been so lax about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have my Christmas cards done yet.  That will be tomorrow evening's chore.  I've made my mailing labels and return address labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, there is sooooo much to be done this week at work, I pray I can keep my sanity in order to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah.....did I mention I'm the home room mom to my daughter's fifth grade class?  I had a cohome room mom, but she transferred her child to another class.  Now I'm doing it solo.  So......after baking and cleaning and signing and.....at the church, I had to come home to make phone calls to line up all the "stuff" for the Christmas party for daughter's class this week.  Oh, yeah, and then there's the trip to the doctor's office on Wednesday.  Geez......I may never get everything done this week.  Thank God for my good friend Lee.  He's a gem.  He helps out at the office. I may need to call in some reinforcements.  We have LOTS to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really am pooped so I'm gonna call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping that anybody who rambles by here has a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-7387369263364733280?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7387369263364733280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=7387369263364733280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/7387369263364733280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/7387369263364733280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/12/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-469927322086322513</id><published>2007-12-13T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:12:17.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV id=testResultInfo&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H1&gt;&lt;!--t--&gt;Your Score&lt;!--/t--&gt;: &lt;SPAN&gt;Fennel&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/H1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;H2&gt;You scored 50% intoxication, 25% hotness, 75% complexity, and 50% craziness!&lt;/H2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV id=testResultInfoImg&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://panther.is0.okcimg.com/users/434/744/4357457111978303249/mt845783353.jpg"&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;You are Fennel! 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Guess it's gonna be that way for a while, what with school, work, child, home, dogs, husband, yada, yada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a wonderful day.  A great day to give thanks for the many, many blessings we have.  I must say that I am blessed beyond measure.  My health is pretty good, I have a wonderful family and extended family, friends, a nice home, a car, a job (not the best, but at least I have one when so many don't).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a very relaxed and enjoyable holiday with my family.  My hubby, daughter and I went over to my brother's house for a feast.  My parents were there along with my brother's mother-in-law and her boyfriend.  Also my brother's wife and two daughters.  It was actually quite nice.  We had pee-lenty to eat...ham, turkey (deep fried...yum), mashed potatoes and gravy, sweet potatoes, mac &amp; cheese, deviled eggs, asparagus wrapped in bacon, dressing, creamed onions, corn casserole, pumpkin pie and pumpkin crisp.  Holy Moly.  Everything was outstanding.  We all split up the cooking and made light work of it all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter and youngest niece had me down in the basement after I stuffed myself, playing on their Wii.  What fun!!!!  I played all manner of games.  That is one sweet machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is finally turning cold again...after being nearly 70 degrees the last two days.  NOW I can get into the Christmas spirit.  NOW I feel like going shopping.  NOW if only we'd get a little snow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, forgot to mention that daughter and I watched some of the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, this morning. It was pretty nice.  But daughter wanted to watch Anastasia.  So, we switched to that.  It was okay.  It was good spending time with my girl.  She's growing up soooo quickly.  I need to spend time with her as much as I can doing special things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, better get myself to bed.  Later today is the official first day of Christmas shopping.  Some stores are opening at 4 a.m.!!!!  If I was gonna be there that friggin' early, I wouldn't even go to bed.  Those poor employees.  I'll meander about at a respectable afternoon hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping that everyone had a wonderful, blessed and special Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-2464374644543858136?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2464374644543858136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=2464374644543858136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2464374644543858136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2464374644543858136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/11/stuffed.html' title='Stuffed!!!!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-1012460783547345797</id><published>2007-11-12T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:03:52.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Withdrawal</title><content type='html'>I have been suffering Blog Withdrawal.  You know, the affliction you get when you can't get to your blogging because life has a way of interrupting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to take a few minutes to blog tonight.  Although I'm really tired, I still want to blog.  I've really missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is scooting along at a frantic pace.  Some days I'm not sure I hang on tight enough.  I find it hard to believe this semester of school is nearly over.  I find it hard to believe this school year for my child is nearly half over.  I find it hard to believe my child will soon be eleven-years-old.  I find it hard to believe we are approaching the Thanksgiving to Christmas rush.  I find it hard to believe that yet another year has nearly come to an end.  I find it hard to believe we were all so afraid of Y2K and now we're seven years on the other side of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where DOES the time get to?  Why does life have to pass so quickly?  I really do wonder these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents always told me that the older you get, the faster time goes by.  Well, they were right!  Hate to admit it, but they were.  (They usually were, but I was too "smart" to recognize or admit that they were.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I feel better for having blogged.  Maybe life will slow down to a pace I can keep up with............nah......it'll never happen!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-1012460783547345797?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1012460783547345797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=1012460783547345797' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1012460783547345797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1012460783547345797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/11/withdrawal.html' title='Withdrawal'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-5380269424995085646</id><published>2007-10-20T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T22:34:03.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Successful Lock-in</title><content type='html'>Well, planning and implementation ARE the keys to a fun and successful lock-in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had yet another lock-in and training with the church acolytes.  The same kids who came along to the Washington National Cathedral all came to the training and lock-in.  We had loads of fun and games....some training.....and then went to late-night "cosmic" bowling.  I must say we were all quite pooped by the time we got back to the church.  We all readied for bed, ate cookie dough, popcorn and various other snacks and watched a movie.  By 1 a.m. or so, we were all sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good buddy Lee was one of the helping trainers.  He also spent the night as one of the adults with me.  Also had the mother of one of the acolytes stay.  She was awesome as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Shoney's for a nice big, filling breakfast...then home to unpack and SLEEP!!!!  As nice as sleeping on the floor of the parish hall was, I slept with Lee's daughter, Bea.  She's a cover stealer!!!!  It also got rather chilly last night.  Let's just say that I didn't sleep all that well.  My bed at home was a very welcome respite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have managed to get quite a bit of laundry done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great surprise.  I'm in the middle of cooking supper, when my daughter and "pseudo-daughter" (neighbor) come in...."Mom, there's a man outside asking for Jeff &amp; Kim Heath".  Well, hubby and I go outside and lo and behold, there stands an ex-college classmate of my husband's.  We hadn't seen him in over 20 years!!!  He live in Puerto Rico and was back in Bristol for a College reunion (which he found out AFTER he got here had been changed to April!).  He thought he'd look up some folks he hadn't seen in so long.  Hubby and I were dating at that time but he found out we had married through a mutual friend.  He looked us up in the local phone book and just showed up at our house.  What a blast!!!  He's a really nice, neat guy and it was wonderful to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first saw him on our front sidewalk, he said, "I knew I was at the right place when I saw your daughter.  She looks just like Kim.  This has to be their house."  Funny people tell me my daughter looks like me.  I don't really see it.  But I guess she does.  I take it as a GREAT compliment.  She is drop dead gorgeous.  I'm not gorgeous any more......but 20-something years ago, I wasn't too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've digressed here.  Need to get my buns to bed so I can get up for church in the morning.  We're including a commissioning service in the our late morning HE service.  Commissioning of all the acolytes and leaders that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-5380269424995085646?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5380269424995085646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=5380269424995085646' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5380269424995085646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5380269424995085646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-successful-lock-in.html' title='Another Successful Lock-in'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-6814783923058466511</id><published>2007-10-13T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T21:45:13.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm slightly Democrat????</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 32% Democrat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdemocratareyouquiz/democrat-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit Democrat, and probably more liberal than you realize.&lt;br /&gt;If you're still voting Republican, maybe it's time that you stop.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdemocratareyouquiz/"&gt;How Democrat Are You?&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/5988620453888471244-6814783923058466511?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6814783923058466511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=6814783923058466511' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/6814783923058466511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/6814783923058466511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-slightly-democrat.html' title='I&apos;m slightly Democrat????'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-2947903680625327494</id><published>2007-10-13T21:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T21:41:54.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not Republican???</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 20% Republican&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howrepublicanareyouquiz/republican-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have anything in common with the Republican party, it's by sheer chance.&lt;br /&gt;You're a staunch liberal, and nothing is going to change that!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrepublicanareyouquiz/"&gt;How Republican Are You?&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/5988620453888471244-2947903680625327494?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2947903680625327494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=2947903680625327494' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2947903680625327494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2947903680625327494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-not-republican.html' title='I&apos;m not Republican???'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-1464647671395422234</id><published>2007-10-08T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:05:17.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Even More Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrHTEw81lI/AAAAAAAAADE/ytq-SMlHnV8/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119123056970487378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrHTEw81lI/AAAAAAAAADE/ytq-SMlHnV8/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A red Panda......ever heard of one???  I hadn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrHT0w81mI/AAAAAAAAADM/qg0zqJpAAAE/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119123069855389282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrHT0w81mI/AAAAAAAAADM/qg0zqJpAAAE/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elephants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrHUEw81nI/AAAAAAAAADU/SvfiJ5QTTXA/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119123074150356594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrHUEw81nI/AAAAAAAAADU/SvfiJ5QTTXA/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our crew to the left...getting ready to process&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrF0Ew81gI/AAAAAAAAACc/kOpcdUi1NXw/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119121424882914818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrF0Ew81gI/AAAAAAAAACc/kOpcdUi1NXw/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Interesting random balls on a sidewalk.  They were HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrF0Uw81hI/AAAAAAAAACk/eRo2MPagI5A/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrF00w81iI/AAAAAAAAACs/Fueut-m_uEg/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrF1Uw81jI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rtFnqU5-_ho/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119121446357751346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrF1Uw81jI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rtFnqU5-_ho/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrF10w81kI/AAAAAAAAAC8/prfpJ5AWdfM/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An interesting animal of the guinea pig family.  He was as big as a colt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-1464647671395422234?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1464647671395422234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=1464647671395422234' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1464647671395422234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1464647671395422234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-even-more-pics.html' title='And Even More Pics'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrHTEw81lI/AAAAAAAAADE/ytq-SMlHnV8/s72-c/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-1432865416726162391</id><published>2007-10-08T19:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:05:18.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And MORE Pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDSEw81bI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LsO3gk_XbjA/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119118641744106930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDSEw81bI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LsO3gk_XbjA/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The White House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDSUw81cI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Rfot0lygvK8/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119118646039074242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDSUw81cI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Rfot0lygvK8/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another view of the Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDS0w81dI/AAAAAAAAACE/Aq2h8HhtZ1Q/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119118654629008850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDS0w81dI/AAAAAAAAACE/Aq2h8HhtZ1Q/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yet another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDTUw81eI/AAAAAAAAACM/avun9n2HWrI/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119118663218943458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDTUw81eI/AAAAAAAAACM/avun9n2HWrI/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A sweet little panda eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDT0w81fI/AAAAAAAAACU/ma5CsMQAHlM/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119118671808878066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDT0w81fI/AAAAAAAAACU/ma5CsMQAHlM/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sloth bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-1432865416726162391?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1432865416726162391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=1432865416726162391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1432865416726162391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1432865416726162391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-more-pics.html' title='And MORE Pics!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrDSEw81bI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LsO3gk_XbjA/s72-c/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-8497400484414841627</id><published>2007-10-08T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:05:18.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pics</title><content type='html'>Here are some more pics of my trip to Washington, DC.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAuEw81WI/AAAAAAAAABM/00-blQ6xDN4/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119115824245560674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAuEw81WI/AAAAAAAAABM/00-blQ6xDN4/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Vietnam War Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAvEw81XI/AAAAAAAAABU/H64TOhc5BXc/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119115841425429874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAvEw81XI/AAAAAAAAABU/H64TOhc5BXc/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaylyn is moved by a letter written by a girl to her grandfather at the Vietnam Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAv0w81YI/AAAAAAAAABc/OnfSpEDEguk/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119115854310331778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAv0w81YI/AAAAAAAAABc/OnfSpEDEguk/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               My happy little family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAw0w81ZI/AAAAAAAAABk/DqXLzPRAj8o/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119115871490200978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAw0w81ZI/AAAAAAAAABk/DqXLzPRAj8o/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            The "crew" in front of the Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAxkw81aI/AAAAAAAAABs/dw9SmgzEr9k/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119115884375102882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAxkw81aI/AAAAAAAAABs/dw9SmgzEr9k/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Just one of many altars inside the Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-8497400484414841627?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8497400484414841627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=8497400484414841627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/8497400484414841627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/8497400484414841627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-pics.html' title='More Pics'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RwrAuEw81WI/AAAAAAAAABM/00-blQ6xDN4/s72-c/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-4173501964890108505</id><published>2007-10-08T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:05:20.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Unbelievable Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9wEw81RI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DrZsPWlLiwg/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119112560070415634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9wEw81RI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DrZsPWlLiwg/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                 A couple of monks at the Washington Monument&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9wkw81SI/AAAAAAAAAAs/H5VpaT9MjgY/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119112568660350242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9wkw81SI/AAAAAAAAAAs/H5VpaT9MjgY/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Our acolytes and leaders prepare for worship at the Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9xEw81TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GfEdd40e_lQ/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119112577250284850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9xEw81TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GfEdd40e_lQ/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    My baby in front of the World War II memorial&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9xkw81UI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lEF53N-ryJg/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119112585840219458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9xkw81UI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lEF53N-ryJg/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                           World War II Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9x0w81VI/AAAAAAAAABE/egVDQIjEueo/s1600-h/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119112590135186770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9x0w81VI/AAAAAAAAABE/egVDQIjEueo/s320/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                             The sun sets behind the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, I had hoped to have the opportunity to post some pics and blog while I was in Washington, DC this past weekend. Well........the best laid plans and all that. We were sooooo busy all weekend. I've not walked so much in my whole life. Miles and miles and miles and the heat! Good Lord. I am sooo tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But, the trip was sooo worth it. Except for sleeping and showering, we weren't even in our rooms. We stayed on the go the entire time. The service on Saturday was a big overwhelming for me. When I saw the kids walking down the center aisle in full regalia, I totally lost it! I was never so proud in all my life. I bawled like a baby. How embarrassing? Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The cathedral is absolutely magnificent. The service was phenomenal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I saw so many sites. I'm gonna post a bunch of pics just to give you an idea of what all I got to do and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you EVER get the opportunity to worship at the National Cathedral...DO IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here's my picture diary of the trip. (I'll not post all the pics because that would be nearly 200).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&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/5988620453888471244-4173501964890108505?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4173501964890108505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=4173501964890108505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4173501964890108505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4173501964890108505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/10/most-unbelievable-weekend.html' title='Most Unbelievable Weekend!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/Rwq9wEw81RI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DrZsPWlLiwg/s72-c/Acolyte+Festival+and+National+Cathedral+2007+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-2672119478433085534</id><published>2007-10-01T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:58:28.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Whew!  What a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hurry and get child to school.  Hurry and get to work.  Hurry and get those letters out.  Hurry and get all that information together.  Hurry and......Hurry........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Go to meet with Music teacher after school.  Meet with other homeroom Mom (yes, I'm homeroom Mom again) after school.  Rush, rush, hurry, hurry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Get home late.  Make supper.  Hurry, hurry.  Daughter needs to make a simple machine and turn it in TOMORROW!!!  The other kids had all weekend to make theirs.  We have like 3 hours????  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Call the teacher, "can we please have more time?"  No answer.  Please call me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oy......what a day.  On top of all that, I have all this homework to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;At least we're getting closer to leaving for Washington, DC.  Yaaaa hoooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We've worked so hard for so long to make enough money for this trip.  Now we've reached our goal and we're going!  I've been planning and planning this thing for many, many months.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;As my "Bro", Lee has stated on his blog, we'll be posting from DC.  Hope to take lots of photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, need to hurry and fold the clothes in dryer (which is beeping at me).  Need to rush off and do lots more reading of my Biology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Whew.  Somebody slow this ride down!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-2672119478433085534?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2672119478433085534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=2672119478433085534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2672119478433085534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2672119478433085534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/10/monday-madness.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-5201687655039172638</id><published>2007-09-29T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T17:48:34.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wow! What gorgeous weather we are having here in upper east Tennessee.  Absolutely glorious.  Sunny.  Cool.  Just perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today has been a really lovely day.  The weather.  The fact I slept in.  Just piddling around the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then we made our first trip to a brand new Sam's Club.  Wow!  We spent a couple of hours up there.  It's really nice.  I know there are those who don't care for Sam's/Wal-Mart...but when you're on a very tight budget, you gotta do what you gotta do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Did I mention the fact that we had to have our car repaired?  I had purchased my tires from them (a few years ago) and had purchased the road hazard insurance.  Well, I picked up a nail in a tire last week, so I finally made the time to take it up there for repair.  Nice new thing...if you have a Sam's Club membership, you can have your car tires repaired for free, even if you didn't buy the tires there!! Sweet, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I hate to even think of it, but I need to get back to studying.  Our prof. continued lecturing on chapters which weren't going to be covered in our test last Thursday.  We are now two weeks ahead of schedule according to our syllabus!  That means I need to get busy and read to get caught up to the lectures.  I just wouldn't read those chapters before the test because I needed to concentrate on the chapters we were being tested on.  So now, I need to play "catch-up."  For those of you who don't know...I am back in school earning my degree in elementary education.  I am currently taking a Biology class.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So.......off I go.  Reading and reading and reading and................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Here's hoping your Saturday is as glorious as mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-5201687655039172638?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5201687655039172638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=5201687655039172638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5201687655039172638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/5201687655039172638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/lovely-saturday.html' title='Lovely Saturday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-3440859771432134067</id><published>2007-09-25T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:33:58.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' Kinda Mellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;For a Tuesday, today was pretty good.  Had a Biology lecture but not too bad all around day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I must admit that for being near the end of September, the heatwave continues in the Southeast.  We were in the 90's!!!  Good grief.  Have I ever mentioned how I don't DO heat??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Busy day making sure I get all my information together for my trip next week.  The acolytes (or a goodly portion of them) are off to Washington, DC to the National Cathedral for the Annual Acolyte Festival.  My daughter is an acolyte and I am the coordinator/liaison for the corps.  Been on the phone trying to make sure we have all our "t's" crossed and "i's" dotted.  I'm so excited.  I can't wait til we depart.  This is gonna be a marvelous adventure.  I've never been to the Cathedral.  I think our kids will really enjoy this and be amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thanks to the generosity of a few folks I know through the internet, our endless fundraising and various other contributions, we've been able to get enough money put together for the trip.  Thanks be to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I have to admit that I am rather nervous.  This Thursday I have my first Biology exam.  My poor little brain is so full of information I feel like I'm gonna explode.  I've been going over and over my notes.  I hope and pray I can remember all the information.  My professor is from India.  He does a really good job, but he is very difficult to understand at times.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Speaking of studying, I better get back to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-3440859771432134067?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3440859771432134067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=3440859771432134067' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3440859771432134067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3440859771432134067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/feelin-kinda-mellow.html' title='Feelin&apos; Kinda Mellow'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-3019889500350000294</id><published>2007-09-22T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:05:20.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jena 6 and the 21st Century</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RvXJdEZHS0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/lVxxMbkhPPo/s1600-h/stop+hate.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113214453181532994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RvXJdEZHS0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/lVxxMbkhPPo/s320/stop+hate.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Racism, Bigotry, Gay-bashing, Sexism..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Are we really a society of racists and bigots or are we just really stupid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Do we never learn from our past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I honestly just do not get "it".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When I was growing up (northern born and bred), my parents always taught me to treat EVERY human being with the same dignity and respect as they gave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Not until I moved to the South (whilst an 8th grader), was I ever confronted with racism and bigotry. (This is not to say there are no racists or bigots up north. I had just never been confronted with it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;While in college, (in the mid-70's) I began dating men of various ethnicities. For the most part I didn't experience any problems. However, I would, from time to time, endure the childish, uneducated slur. When my husband and I married, my family was not exactly pleased. They were very concerned for our safety and job securities. Well, being the kind of person who believes in living her life honestly, I ignored the reservations by my family and have been happily married for 14 years. We also have a BEAUTIFUL, brilliant daughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;In the 30+ years I've been intimately acquainted with the adversities people of color must endure in this country, the place I have found to be most problematic, has been in the judicial system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;After my apartment had been broken into (in the early 80's) I was in a detective's office to identify some of the items they had recovered. In the middle of this, he excuses himself because he has to go check on the "n.....'s" washing their cars. I said, "exCUSE me????" Oh, sorry, "I have to go check on the spooks".... OMG. I couldn't believe that I was actually hearing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Another time I was serving on a grand jury (late 80's). A couple of officers made sure to inform us when a perpetrator was black. They never announced when someone was white. I remember saying to my fellow jurors, "it doesn't matter what color their skin is, we are to listen to the facts based on the evidence." During this same time, one of the jurors tells a very "off-color" joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Since when is it okay to do this? And here we are some twenty years later and no better off. I don't know all the facts in this case in Louisianna. I wasn't there. I do know that if what I've heard so far is true, that three white boys got off "scot-free" after a hate crime while six black boys got put in jail for fighting. I'm not saying there shouldn't be punishment for beating someone unconscious. But where was the justice when the white boys hung nooses in a tree? They were clearly trying to intimidate the black students. That is considered a hate crime. Where is the justice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Have you ever been on the other side of a hate crime? I have. It doesn't feel good at all. It doesn't make sense. Bullying, of any kind, is not right. If we don't stand up and start standing together to care for our brothers and sisters, then how could we expect anyone to stand up for us? How can we look ourselves in the mirror? How can we sleep at night? How can we call ourselves Christians (or whatever religious ilk)?&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/5988620453888471244-3019889500350000294?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3019889500350000294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=3019889500350000294' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3019889500350000294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3019889500350000294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/jena-6-and-21st-century.html' title='Jena 6 and the 21st Century'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eJ-ko8JcN7E/RvXJdEZHS0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/lVxxMbkhPPo/s72-c/stop+hate.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-639924830842017901</id><published>2007-09-22T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:49:36.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Day</title><content type='html'>After the week I just endured, today was a most welcomed relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept in late and just kinda chilled. I did finally manage to get busy cleaning the house, doing laundry, and so on.  But, I've been very remiss in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke with a horrendous headache.  I was out of migraine meds, so I took Aleve instead.  It took forEVER for it to help.  But, finally, the headache subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've manage to watch more television than I normally do.  Kinda nice to just kick my feet up and chill for a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-639924830842017901?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/639924830842017901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=639924830842017901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/639924830842017901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/639924830842017901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/lovely-day.html' title='Lovely Day'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-3357921846282534278</id><published>2007-09-21T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T20:40:56.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God It's Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This has been another week from h - e - double hockey sticks.  I'm so glad the work part of the week is over and done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Went to Super Walmart after work today to buy a few things (yeah, a cart full later...). I'm really starting to hate Halloween.  They had all these costumes out at the store and of course my daughter (who is nearly 11) just had to find her costume.  Well, finding a costume we can agree on is nearly impossible.  But, we finally managed to find something.  This cheap little costume and the accessories cost nearly $30!!!  She'll wear it for one day.  Jeez, what a racket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I saw a house decorated for Christmas!  I shit thee not.  Bows, lights, wreaths, tree, and so on.  Good Lord, deliver us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Think I'll just chill a bit tonight and surf around the 'net for a bit.  Maybe even play a game or two...which is something I love to do but haven't in a very long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-3357921846282534278?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3357921846282534278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=3357921846282534278' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3357921846282534278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3357921846282534278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/thank-god-its-friday.html' title='Thank God It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-687215166411138277</id><published>2007-09-20T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:07:58.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Pooped!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What a week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Went to the Vestry meeting this past Monday to "set the record" straight on a few things. I was very well received and thanked over and over for being there to clear up so much. I even received phone calls and emails the next day! One to apologize for the way I've been treated lately and one to thank me AGAIN for coming, what a great job I did, would I be willing to come to every meeting?????? Uh, no. But, I must admit that I feel somewhat better. I now know that my angst is not with a group of folks, but with one. He does NOT speak for the majority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well, today just about did me in. Dropped daughter off at school, went to the office for a bit, left for school at 9:15, attended lab, had packed a picnic lunch which I enjoyed with Jimbo (some folks will know of whom I speak), back to the classroom for a looooong lecture, back to Bristol just in time to pick daughter up from school. From there we went back to the office until a bit after 5. Then we had to go buy a pair of socks, make a deposit at the bank, go to the grocery store and spirit daughter off to her cheerleading practice. While she practiced, I studied. Then home to feed the family, the animals and then off to pick up hubby across town where he dropped off his truck for service. Back home to fold clothes, put more clothes in dryer, bake two pineapple upside down cakes and two batches of brownies. I finally sat down to eat a sandwich then had to wrap said baked goods. Jeez, I'm pooped. Wonder why????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well, the baked goods are for yet another fund raiser we are doing to earn money for our acolytes. We have raised money to attend the Annual Acolyte Festival in Washington, DC in early October. We now need to raise the funds to help us get through to the end of the year. Like purchasing additional albs and cinctures. For paying for lock-ins/training sessions. Anyway...that's what the baked goodies are for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I've had a very interesting week. That I must admit. I began the week with a very heavy heart. I knew that I had to face the Vestry to discuss some "issues". But that all worked out great. I was told by our Director of Christian Formation that she plans to "retire" January 6, 2008. (There goes my sounding board!) Although I'm sad for me and the parish, I'm very happy for her. Our organist was accosted by a member of the parish during our annual Rally Day get together this past Sunday. My Biology professor just keeps on lecturing even though he's about three or four days ahead of the syllabus. That means he is lecturing on stuff that won't be on the test next Thursday, but we still have to listen to it all and read all the chapters concerning the new information. My head is about to explode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-687215166411138277?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/687215166411138277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=687215166411138277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/687215166411138277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/687215166411138277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-am-pooped.html' title='I am Pooped!!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-705048136968327464</id><published>2007-09-16T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:05:11.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Beautiful Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Well, today was a very lovely day.  After the week I had, I was very, very pleased that all went well at church today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Today was our annual Rally Day.  We picnic together and worship together and just have fun.  The kiddies can make crafts or have their faces painted or play the piano....  Anywho, both of my co-chairs for the event couldn't be there!  So, of course all was left to me.  Toward the end of the event, I was getting ready to ask for folks to help with clean up but I got derailed by an overflowing toilet in the Women's restroom.  By the time I got the mess cleaned up and the toilet unplugged, nearly everyone was gone!  One family stayed and put up the crafts and paints for me.  One gentleman, bless his heart because he brought the hot dogs to be grilled and made the chili and helped in the kitchen, stayed until we had all the dishes and pots and pans done.  I soooo appreciate him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;By the time we were done and I locked up the building, daughter and I came home with me intending to study.  But I decided I needed to go to my folks' house and blow the debris off their long driveway.  (My Dad couldn't get his blower to work yesterday and nearly killed himself trying.  He has a very serious heart condition and is not doing well.)  So, I packed up and went over there.  After that was done, I came home and plopped on the couch.  Instead of studying, I took a much-needed long nap.  I just couldn't keep my eyes open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Husband came home around 4 or 4:30 after "dealing" with his mother and two of his younger brothers (I shan't post about all that drama).  Hubby says, "how 'bout we go out to dinner tonight?"  Are you kidding me???  Oh, yeah.  I was soooo happy not to have to cook tonight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The temps in our region are absolutely magnificent.  It was in the 70's today and the 40's last night.  Oh, yeah.  Now you're talkin' my kinda temps!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Here's to looking for more of the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-705048136968327464?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/705048136968327464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=705048136968327464' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/705048136968327464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/705048136968327464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-beautiful-sunday.html' title='What a Beautiful Sunday!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-1692225169983849962</id><published>2007-09-14T23:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:12:08.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Made It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Whew. It's finally Friday. The end of a hellacious week at work. I can't remember when I've ever been so happy about a work week coming to an end. This is one of those times I am most grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to having a productive day today at the office, the temp has cooled down, it rained all day long...a nice long, steady rain which we desperately needed. Yes, life is lookin' up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A busy weekend awaits, but at least most of it is fun stuff. We plan to attend the downtown Bristol Rhythm and Roots Reunion in the morning. They have FREE kids events from 9 a.m. to 1 p.m. Then we have a birthday party to travel to in the afternoon. Like I said, busy...but fun! I'm looking forward to that. I just need to figure out how I'm gonna eak out some study time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-1692225169983849962?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1692225169983849962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=1692225169983849962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1692225169983849962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1692225169983849962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-made-it.html' title='I Made It!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-4694842911151723716</id><published>2007-09-13T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:11:50.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Today is Thursday, which means it's my looooong day for school.  I have a morning Biology Lab (2 hours) a thirty minute break followed by a 1 hour 20 minute lecture.  Sweet Lee, my dear friend, fills in at the office whilst I'm away.  He answers the phone, directs folks, stuffs bulletins and redoes coloring boards for the kiddies.  He also does a host of other items...like filling finger fonts with Holy Water, making business cards for staff members.  Oh, he's a gem.  A real "jack of all trades".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Todays lab was actually a lot of fun.  We had to test many items with certain chemicals...see if/what reaction we got and document it.  Then, we had to test unknown items with known chemicals and figure out what the unknown item was.  It was a blast.  I love mixing and swirling test tubes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thursdays begin with me taking daughter to school, going to the office for a while, going to school for a few hours, returning to the office for several hours (usually working until 6 or 6:30).  Whew.  Loooong day.  But so worth it.  I can't wait to be a teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I must keep telling myself that.  Yes, I want to be a teacher.  I CAN do this.  I WILL do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm pooped.  But, it's a good pooped.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This weekend promises to be very busy. I have a ton of studying and reading to do.  It's also our Rhythm and Roots Festival.  Do a Google search for it, if you have an interest.  People come from all over.  It's not really "my thing", but tons of people love it.  Saturday morning, they have a bunch of games and activities for kids *FREE.  Of course, I'll be taking daughter and probably a friend of hers.  I took her and a couple of her friends last year and we all had a blast.  There is soooo much to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Then we have to get home to get ready for a birthday party daughter is invited to.  We travel to Johnson City.  Then I'll finally get to come home early evening to relax before I have to go to church on Sunday morning for our annual big picnic at church.  Whew.  No rest for the wicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-4694842911151723716?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4694842911151723716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=4694842911151723716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4694842911151723716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4694842911151723716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/busy-busy-times.html' title='Busy, busy times'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-1813543314482616596</id><published>2007-09-12T20:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:13:07.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief at Last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The prayers and kind words of so many friends has helped yesterday be just a very sad memory.  I'm feeling much better today...always helps me to vent a bit.  I must try to be careful what I say.  When I'm really mad, I could say almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Today was quite busy, but I did manage to get quite a bit done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The weather has finally changed to something I can live with.  It did manage to reach the 80's, but that will change over the weekend...we'll be in the 70's!!!  Oh, yeah.  This is MY kinda weather.  I've actually been able to turn off the a/c and open windows.  Oh, my.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I have to admit that blogging is kind of addictive. I really enjoy it and I LOVE reading others'.  I must get busy with homework, however.  I must remain focused on the golden ring!!!  I am determined.  I WILL do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I do have a sore throat, but I'm sure it's related to sinus drainage.  Other than that...today has been a very good one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Thanks again one and all for listening to my rant of yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-1813543314482616596?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1813543314482616596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=1813543314482616596' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1813543314482616596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/1813543314482616596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/relief-at-last.html' title='Relief at Last!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-7345809026482689350</id><published>2007-09-11T22:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:18:46.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good God, It's Monday AGAIN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Well, this fine Tuesday turned out to suck even worse than yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Let's just say that our Tuesday staff meeting turned into a big argument between me and the Sr. Warden.  Oh my God.  Super-Micro-Management at its worst!!!  Unbelievable bull crap came from this guy.  He would try to chastise me for something I hadn't done, saying I didn't have vestry approval and couldn't do it anyway...and then turn around say he had just done the very thing he was telling the staff not to do!!!  OMG......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;I shan't go into a long diatribe on today's meeting.  Let's just say that if only I could afford to walk from this job, I would.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;All this bullshit over nothing.  All in the name of Christ.  It's just so sad and so frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Well, tomorrow is Hump Day.  Surely to goodness it's GOTTA be better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333399;"&gt;Whew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-7345809026482689350?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7345809026482689350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=7345809026482689350' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/7345809026482689350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/7345809026482689350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/good-god-its-monday-again.html' title='Good God, It&apos;s Monday AGAIN!!!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-7903423959240458242</id><published>2007-09-10T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:07:32.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay...this has REALLY been a Monday. I mentioned earlier that daughter and I are feeling under the weather. Then while trying to prepare dinner, I slice my thumb with a very sharp knife. Almost passed out (can't stand to see my own blood -- but I can watch others bleed). Had to actually call my Mom (semi-retired nurse) to come over the close my thumb for me. Jeez. What a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll mozey on up to bed before anything else happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-7903423959240458242?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7903423959240458242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=7903423959240458242' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/7903423959240458242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/7903423959240458242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/monday-continues.html' title='Monday Continues'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-4459376861533870029</id><published>2007-09-10T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:04:10.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Color Is Your Brain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/purple.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic. You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Color Is Your Brain?&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/5988620453888471244-4459376861533870029?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4459376861533870029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=4459376861533870029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4459376861533870029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4459376861533870029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-color-is-your-brain.html' title='What Color Is Your Brain?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-4200537738347350108</id><published>2007-09-10T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T11:47:10.142-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, It's Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Here I am, at home, on the first workday of the week.  Daughter doesn't feel well, and I don't either.  I have a very sore throat...allergy-related as far as I can tell...huge amounts of drainage.  So, here I sit watching "Will &amp; Grace" (one of my favs) trying to think of something witty to say.  I have nothing.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-4200537738347350108?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4200537738347350108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=4200537738347350108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4200537738347350108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/4200537738347350108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/yes-its-monday.html' title='Yes, It&apos;s Monday'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-3913062094907093719</id><published>2007-09-09T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T16:53:38.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Momentum?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I guess I should start this post with a brief explanation.  I am currently the liaison for our acolyte corps at church.  I took on this duty last August or September and have, for the most part, loved it.  You see, our acolytes had dwindled to a couple faithful, older kids.  But they didn't know what they were doing.  The leader had become burned out and was just happy to have warm bodies to put into an alb.  The kids would come, vest at the last second, carry whatever appointment or article they were supposed to and disappear!!  Yes, they would wander the building during the service going into the kitchen to eat and drink.  They would usually show back up at "just the right moment" to do their duty, but not always!  I shan't belabor this point, but just put it out there so one can see the predicament we were in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When I took over the job of liaison (which means I do the scheduling, training, etc.) I made it clear that all acolytes would need to attend training sessions, would need to find their own replacements if and when they needed to be absent, would continue to participate as an acolyte during the summer months...on and on.  I had training sessions, lock-ins (a.k.a. sleepovers in the church) and the ranks grew from about six to 23!  I am thrilled to add that for the first time, we, as a group, will attend the Annual Acolyte Festival at the National Cathedral in October.  We've worked our buns off raising money for this trip.  We have met our goal with nothing to spare.  We are still in need of some more vestments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;All of this brings me to my dilemma.  I scheduled a meeting for all acolytes and their parents to attend this morning right after the second service.  We were to finalize our plans for our trip, sign "thank you" cards to some folks who have been most generous with their time and their money, and for ALL acolytes to try on their albs.  You see, children do tend to grow in a year's time.  I need to order more robes and in order to only order one time, I needed all the kids to try on their robe.  Well, the oldest kids were not there because the youth group decided to have a "fun day" away from church.  Then I had one mother come but not bring her child!!!  Okay, so how would I measure your child for his robe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm beginning to feel like the momentum and excitement for this group is beginning to wane.  I hope not.  I love this group and we have a lot of kids involved.  I also have a faithful crew of five adults who are willing to be the leaders each Sunday morning.  They take turns making sure each child is vested correctly, does their job properly and puts their robe neatly away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe I'm just projecting too much into this.  I remember when I moved to this town...I was in the eighth grade...and girls weren't even allowed to acolyte!!!  I had begged and pleaded with the then-rector.  He finally said, "if you can get every 9th thru 12th grade girl to agree to acolyte, you may do it."  So, of course I did.  And I LOVED acolyting.  We even had to acolyte at an 8 a.m. service!!!  Imagine, teenagers getting up so early on a Sunday morning as to acolyte at an 8 a.m. service!  Those days are long gone.  Now we start letting our children acolyte when they enter the second grade.  We do NOT participate in the 8 a.m. service.  But, we DO acolyte during the summer months again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well, I feel a smidge better now that I have gotten this off my chest.  I hope I'm just sensitive to this issue and that we don't have a problem.  I think, no, I know that most of these kids just LOVE to acolyte.  I hope our momentum and fun continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-3913062094907093719?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3913062094907093719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=3913062094907093719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3913062094907093719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/3913062094907093719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/losing-momentum.html' title='Losing Momentum?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-2426709569509611021</id><published>2007-09-08T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:07:22.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>Just to let you know a bit about myself........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been parish administrator for the local Episcopal Church for over 28 years.  I am currently going to college part time pursuing my degreee in elementary education.  I won't be finished in time to be able to teach my daughter (she's currently in fifth grade) but I hope to finish in the next three or four years.  I'm so excited about this career change.  I've always wanted to be a teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have goals and dreams.  It's even a little sweeter when we get to work toward meeting them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed with a very smart, wonderful husband.  We've been together for a loooooong time.  We've been married for more than 14 years and have an almost-eleven-year-old daughter.  We also have two dogs, a fish and a guinea pig.  Yes, life is fun and fast paced at our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is gorgeous, very smart and the most wonderful part of my life.  I never knew how much a human being could love another human being until I had her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I feel very, very blessed indeed to have our daughter.  We waited until we were in our late thirties to start a family.  Our first attempt ended in a miscarriage which was devastating.  But, we tried again, and hit the jackpot!!!  Warning:  parenthood is NOT for wimps!  It's the hardest yet most satisfying and rewarding "job" you'll ever have.  I know I've learned a lot in these nearly eleven years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll stop there for now.  I'm sure I'll talk lots more about me and my family as I continue to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-2426709569509611021?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2426709569509611021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=2426709569509611021' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2426709569509611021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2426709569509611021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988620453888471244.post-2810651450234364943</id><published>2007-09-08T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:45:33.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;I've been contemplating blogging for quite some time.  I've been asked by various friends to think about taking it up and I've finally decided it's time I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;This week has been rather surreal.  I lost a very dear friend of mine to liver disease and I miss him terribly.  The funeral service was lovely and exactly what he would have wanted.  I even got to participate.  I helped with ushering and read the "Prayers of the People".  I'm very pleased I got to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Just some very random thoughts here as I begin to "feel" my way around this thing called "blogging".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5988620453888471244-2810651450234364943?l=kimsbogspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2810651450234364943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5988620453888471244&amp;postID=2810651450234364943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2810651450234364943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5988620453888471244/posts/default/2810651450234364943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimsbogspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-first-blog.html' title='My First Blog'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13763382223804502397</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
