tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22589972537056645732024-03-14T00:57:04.496-07:00LiFe At OuR hOuSekarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-26724802363568532112009-01-01T08:12:00.000-08:002009-01-01T08:13:58.378-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SVzrrknakoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fBZ_I-fqGuM/s1600-h/taylor+and+kash_edited-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286359196422017666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SVzrrknakoI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fBZ_I-fqGuM/s200/taylor+and+kash_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-44531485611305213202009-01-01T08:06:00.000-08:002009-01-01T08:12:09.555-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SVzrKLdVEaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ThPOoetpFMI/s1600-h/stockings.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286358622733144482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SVzrKLdVEaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ThPOoetpFMI/s200/stockings.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Well Christmas is over........ We survived.........................Taylor came to visit....... We got to spend time with family...........................food....................fun.............................</div>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-18126243677831285872008-11-21T14:48:00.000-08:002008-11-21T15:03:34.973-08:00Looking at my friends blog, I decided to do this survey..<br /><br />You're supposed to bold (<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">I also marked them in green because you couldn't see them very well</span>) the things that you've done in your life. So here it is:<br /><br />1. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Started your own blog</strong><br />2. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Slept under the stars</strong><br /></span>3. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Played in a band ....at school</strong><br /></span>4. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Visited Hawaii</strong> -<span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">I get too next November</span><br />5. Watched a meteor shower<br />6.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Given more than you can afford to charity</strong><br /></span>7. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Been to Disneyland</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> /world</span><br />8. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Climbed a mountain</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">(It sure wasn't Mt. Everest, but it was a mountain, just a small one.)</span><br />9.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;">Held a praying mantis</span><br />10. Sang a solo<br />11. Bungee jumped<br />12. Visited Paris<br />13. Watched a lightning storm at sea<br />14. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Taught yourself an art from scratch</strong><br />15. Adopted a child<br />16. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Had food poisoning</strong><br /></span>17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty<br />18. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Grown your own vegetables</strong><br />19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France<br />20. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Slept on an overnight train</strong><br /></span>21. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Had a pillow fight</strong><br /></span>22. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Hitch hiked</strong><br />23. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Taken a sick day when you're not ill</strong><br /></span>24. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Built a snow fort</strong><br />25. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Held a lamb</strong><br />26.<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> </span><strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Gone skinny dipping</strong><br />27. Run a Marathon<br />28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice<br />29. Seen a total eclipse<br />30.<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> </span><strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Watched a sunrise or sunset</strong><br />31. Hit a home run<br />32. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Been on a cruise</strong>-<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">but I am going in March</span><br />33. Seen Niagara Falls in person<br />34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors<br />35. Seen an Amish community<br />36. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Taught yourself a new language</strong><br />37. <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Had enough money to be truly satisfied-once</span><br />38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person<br />39.<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> </span><strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Gone rock climbing</strong><br />40. Seen Michelangelos David<br />41. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Sung karaoke</strong><br />42. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt</strong><br />43. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant</strong><br />44. Visited Africa<br />45. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Walked on a beach by moonlight</strong><br />46. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Been transported in an ambulance</strong><br />47. Had your portrait painted<br />48. Gone deep sea fishing<br />49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person<br />50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris<br />51.<strong> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Gone scuba diving or snorkeling</span></strong><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">-<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">both</span><br /></span>52. <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Kissed in the rain</span><br />53. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Played in the mud</strong><br />54. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Go to a drive-in theater</strong><br />55. Been in a movie<br />56. Visited the Great Wall of China<br />57. <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Started a business</span><br />58. Taken a martial arts class<br />59. Visited Russia<br />60. Served at a soup kitchen<br />61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies<br />62. <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Gone whale watching</span><br />63. Got flowers for no reason<br />64. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Donated blood, platelets or plasma</strong><br />65. Gone sky diving<br />66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp<br />67. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bounced a check</strong><br />68. Flown in a helicopter<br />69. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Saved a favorite childhood toy</strong><br /></span>70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial<br />71. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Eaten Caviar</strong><br />72. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Pieced a quilt</strong><br />73. Stood in Times Square<br />74. Toured the Everglades<br />75. Been fired from a job<br />76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London<br />77. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Broken a bone</strong><br />78. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Been on a speeding motorcycle</strong><br />79. <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Seen the Grand Canyon in person</span><br />80. Published a book<br />81. Visited the Vatican<br />82. <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bought a brand new car</span><br />83. Walked in Jerusalem<br />84. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Had your picture in the newspaper</strong><br />85. Read the entire Bible<br />86. Visited the White House<br />87. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Killed and prepared an animal for eating</strong><br /></span>88. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Had chickenpox</strong><br /></span>89. <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Saved someone's life</span>-was involved in the process, but did not personally do it<br />90. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Sat on a jury</strong><br />91. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Met someone famous</strong><br />92. <strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;">Joined a book club</strong><br />93. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Lost a loved one</strong><br />94.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Had a baby</span><br />95. Seen the Alamo in person<br />96. <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Swam in the Great Salt Lake</span><br />97. <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Been involved in a law suit</span><br />98. <strong><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Owned a cell phone</span><br /></span></strong>99. <strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Been stung by a bee</strong><br />100.<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> </span><strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Read an entire book in one day</strong>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-52695925876547014252008-11-14T20:31:00.001-08:002008-11-14T20:31:59.583-08:00I am a Great Grandma...............................7lbs 40z Baby Kash <br />I can't wait to go see him on Sunday..... Pictures to followkarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-87331668942702274792008-11-09T14:37:00.000-08:002008-11-09T14:48:38.153-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SRdoutGBc9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/KVBvUFw0bps/s1600-h/tay3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SRdoutGBc9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/KVBvUFw0bps/s400/tay3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266793440821212114" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Happy Birthday Taylor<br />I hope you had a wonderful Day... We love you!<br /></span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-51490124844978375182008-11-07T15:35:00.000-08:002008-11-07T15:36:31.769-08:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;">I miss you Daddy...........................................</span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-82095612453288141512008-11-03T20:02:00.000-08:002008-11-03T20:06:38.990-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SQ_KRt067PI/AAAAAAAAAGg/84y5GjfffCs/s1600-h/daddy+memorial.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 341px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SQ_KRt067PI/AAAAAAAAAGg/84y5GjfffCs/s400/daddy+memorial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264648895127547122" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">A Year ago today, my Dad went into the hospital and never came out...... He died on November 7th, 2007. I miss him so much. I still wonder even though I know, that we did the right thing by turning off his oxygen. He waited to die until my sisters and I were not in the room. I love you Daddy and I know you are not sick or hurting anymore, but I want you here with me..<br /></span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-86593106317653174312008-10-29T19:03:00.000-07:002008-10-29T19:05:55.239-07:00No more quietWell we went to no kids for quite awhile to three.... Yes I said three....... We now have two seventeen year olds and a fifteen year old. Three new foster sons. We are excited, but a little nervous........We have been working all night moving things out of bedrooms and getting the new one settled.... Well wish me luck!karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-4102232221265683482008-10-23T04:24:00.000-07:002008-10-23T04:42:47.582-07:008 meme's tagged by Jen<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">8 T.V. shows I love to watch</span><br />Little people big world<br />Extreme makeover home edition<br />my shocking story<br />nanny 911<br />Andrew Zimmern<br />medical incredible<br />reruns of little house<br />Jon & Kate Plus 8<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">8<span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"> Favorite Restaurants</span></span><br />Groggs<br />The Olive Garden<br />Chili's<br />Joes crab shack<br />chuck your grandmas' as Emily would say<br />playoffs<br />taco time<br />Bucca de bepo (Don't know how to spell it)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">8 Things that happened yesterday</span><br />went to work<br />chased kids around all day<br />had taco time for lunch<br />went to walmart<br />picked up my foster son from school<br />went to Tanners birthday party<br />did respite for a kid from my school<br />had spaghetti and meatballs for dinner<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">8 Things I am looking forward to</span><br />going to mesquite<br />Getting together with my Family,for birthday pies<br />getting new kids in preschool<br />my great grandbaby being born<br />Taylor coming home for Christmas<br />paydays<br />going on a trip with my mom and sisters<br />warm weather<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">8 things I love about</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Fall</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The leaves changing colors</span><br />Wearing Hoodies<br />Halloween party at school<br />getting together with all our kids<br />Cooler weather<br />(thats it.............sorry)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">8 Things on my wish list</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span>A New Bed<br />More Money<br />my patio just being painted on it's own<br />Better Health for my family<br />Taylor being happy<br />a Mazda 8<br />winning the lottery (so I could help everyone) Wait, I guess I have to buy tickets first<br />seeing my grandkids more oftenkarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-39366392887074203692008-10-16T14:07:00.000-07:002008-10-16T14:15:16.297-07:00Superstar..................<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Well there is a celebrity among us. My cousin(My dads sister's son) Greg, is on the second season of the pick up artist on VH1. I have never seen the show and I missed the first season, but will be watching now.. It looks like a kooky show but, hey I am open....... If you want to tune in, it is on Sunday nights.</span></span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-49410940478684915392008-10-13T10:13:00.000-07:002008-10-13T10:14:35.405-07:00Kyle is 15 today<blockquote></blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: webdings;"> Happy Birthday Kyle.......................Wow 15<br /></span></span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-25022651380356753272008-10-05T19:39:00.000-07:002008-10-05T19:46:04.902-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7HMd8D9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/1wx7_pmIaCw/s1600-h/family++in+Goblin+Valley.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7HMd8D9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/1wx7_pmIaCw/s320/family++in+Goblin+Valley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253865803840491474" border="0" /></a>Aimee and family came down and we went to Goblin Valley and Arches. It was a fun trip<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7HiK3TDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/woFnORkYBJw/s1600-h/Web+Heads.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7HiK3TDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/woFnORkYBJw/s320/Web+Heads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253865809666067506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7HzV3rhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/u0OidXnOB3Y/s1600-h/grandpa+and+Zach_edited-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7HzV3rhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/u0OidXnOB3Y/s320/grandpa+and+Zach_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253865814275632658" border="0" /></a>Jen and family came to visit and Grandpa let Zachy have a ride, well actually a sit, on his motorcycle.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7IbEocrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/k_N-gHno6fI/s1600-h/P1030716_edited-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7IbEocrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/k_N-gHno6fI/s320/P1030716_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253865824940749490" border="0" /></a>The boys patiently (ha ha) waited while we took Brandon and family to the dino mine adventure park. It was nice spending time with the grandkids.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7IkbSiVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/szbhT24qVhI/s1600-h/P1030728_edited-2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl7IkbSiVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/szbhT24qVhI/s320/P1030728_edited-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253865827451701586" border="0" /></a>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-89900776247555114732008-10-05T19:33:00.000-07:002008-10-05T19:38:00.011-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl5_FYnBvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_51HJkf7prU/s1600-h/P1030715_edited-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOl5_FYnBvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_51HJkf7prU/s200/P1030715_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253864564988511986" border="0" /></a><br />We have had some fun visits this summer with some of the kids. I am just getting to the pictures now..... So I will be posting them off and on. We got a new foster son, and will be getting another one hopefully in a week. So life will be picking back up at our house. Enjoy the picskarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-1397391995144078022008-09-29T16:11:00.000-07:002008-09-29T16:29:04.398-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTJyruBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5FBX7YHeVOY/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTJyruBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5FBX7YHeVOY/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251588920699500562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTc0T4BI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ydZtXp9b8p8/s1600-h/9.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTc0T4BI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ydZtXp9b8p8/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251588925806600210" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTWt1HfI/AAAAAAAAAE8/p_iWQIFaMK0/s1600-h/funny+zach.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTWt1HfI/AAAAAAAAAE8/p_iWQIFaMK0/s400/funny+zach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251588924168805874" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTgDSkMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bE81roQfowI/s1600-h/grandpa+and+Zach_edited-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTgDSkMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bE81roQfowI/s400/grandpa+and+Zach_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251588926674735298" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTyeOhBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QJn9ucCt0u8/s1600-h/zach111.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFkTyeOhBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/QJn9ucCt0u8/s400/zach111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251588931619554322" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFiAVZ-XAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_bwZMb0Hlyc/s1600-h/ducks3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFiAVZ-XAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_bwZMb0Hlyc/s400/ducks3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251586398376320002" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFiA0U1I-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UT3MJsQzrAw/s1600-h/Zachy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFiA0U1I-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UT3MJsQzrAw/s400/Zachy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251586406676243426" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFiBG12bXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vK9HmJjmWHs/s1600-h/zach+and+bee.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SOFiBG12bXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vK9HmJjmWHs/s400/zach+and+bee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251586411646578034" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">My grandson Zach is in the hospital again with another seizure....... I think he will have these all his life but I can not wait for the day that when he does have one, that he can stay home with his mom and dad and not have to go through all this pain, prodding, poking.... He is such an amazing boy, and has come so far....... I wish all the seizure stuff would just go away.... Here are some of my funnest memories with him</span></span><br /></span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-11058728229145078912008-09-13T10:03:00.001-07:002008-09-13T20:00:47.069-07:00What the ?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SMvz-o5rG0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/lWCfUGeyAcs/s1600-h/smooch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SMvz-o5rG0I/AAAAAAAAAD0/lWCfUGeyAcs/s400/smooch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245554448459832130" border="0" /></a><br /><ol><li>Ok...........</li><li>So foster son #1 got into some trouble-----got sent to detention...... Foster son #2 got mad and ran away and was sent to detention............................Both came home...................We were doing respite for two foster sons of someone else one weekend and both ours were back home........................During the night foster son #2 and the loaners ran away....................................In the meantime foster son #1 got into trouble and got sent to detention.................................So we got a new one on Thursday............................What the hell? He ran away last night! Do we smell? Are we stupid.... I don't get it! lol </li></ol><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">This picture explains about how I feel right now!</span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-4276744222005718272008-08-24T12:10:00.000-07:002008-08-24T12:11:33.198-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SLGyXjuu3VI/AAAAAAAAADU/UTOXYir5J6Y/s1600-h/DSCN9033_edited-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SLGyXjuu3VI/AAAAAAAAADU/UTOXYir5J6Y/s320/DSCN9033_edited-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238163959406583122" border="0" /></a>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-72527443801969408272008-08-24T11:52:00.001-07:002008-08-24T12:09:31.561-07:00Wonderful visit with old friends<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SLGx3ltE8II/AAAAAAAAADM/FmHuSsdzp0U/s1600-h/DSCN9029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SLGx3ltE8II/AAAAAAAAADM/FmHuSsdzp0U/s320/DSCN9029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238163410180698242" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"></span></span><blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" >I got to spend the weekend with some old friends.... My friend Laverne and her daughters Cookie (Chasity) and Precious. They came and stayed with us. I have not spent time with them for years. It was like they have not even been gone.........The girls have grown so much........ It has been probably 6 or seven years since we have really got to spend time with them.....They are soooo</span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" > beautiful. Here are some of the pictures......................</span></blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" ></span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-68753156376025843802008-08-17T19:59:00.000-07:002008-08-17T20:08:41.971-07:00My cute Zachy...... I sure miss him<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SKjnok-bO1I/AAAAAAAAABA/LTy9AhJaStA/s1600-h/zach+and+bee.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SKjnok-bO1I/AAAAAAAAABA/LTy9AhJaStA/s320/zach+and+bee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235689251124493138" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I feel like a kid on the first day of school... I am so excited to go tomorrow.... I am working with a three year old, I will call Lovey.......... I started working with her at the end of the school year last year. I only get to work with her two days a week because she is only in Pre-school. Next year it will be three days and then four the next year, and then five after that...... The other three days I work in my regular classroom... I have not seen the school age kids for awhile , so it will be nice to see them. I am also so excited to see all the school age kids from the other classes. It is such a wonderful place to work.... Well off to bed<br /></span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-34274379089643935612008-08-15T16:25:00.000-07:002008-08-15T16:30:48.463-07:00My Crazy husband<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SKYRmh9YNrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6wSux4rG7pY/s1600-h/7+peaks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SKYRmh9YNrI/AAAAAAAAAA4/6wSux4rG7pY/s400/7+peaks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234890970513290930" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >Well I have always said that my husband has always had the fun jobs. Well all summer he has worked with boys doing an outdoor group. They go hiking and such. This week was the end of the outdoor group, so they took the older group to seven peaks. What a cushy job! Going to seven peaks on a work day and have someone else pay for it. Well one of the counselors got this great picture........... I love it!</span>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2258997253705664573.post-2175750017017403312008-08-05T19:40:00.000-07:002008-08-05T19:48:09.958-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SJkQNMGKIAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s_MNZcnSoIo/s1600-h/blue+and+malibu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YRASQ7W2lH8/SJkQNMGKIAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/s_MNZcnSoIo/s320/blue+and+malibu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231230260938940418" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><ul><li><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I am not much for telling all my feelings and such, but thought this would be a good place to show off some of my pictures and let people know when we do fun things or have news to tell. It might take me some time to figure it all out(computer illiterate as I am), so be patient... Thanks for looking at my site..............................</span></li></ul></div>karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412873848283022631noreply@blogger.com2