<?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-1180546631926900674</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:31:45.791-05:00</updated><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Arizona'/><category term='Trip'/><title type='text'>♥Two Peas in a Pod♥</title><subtitle type='html'>Families are Forever</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8711321611254816142</id><published>2011-02-27T05:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:36:48.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ADELE  'Rolling In The Deep' (Studio Footage)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lazyDlfaptM?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had some time to listen to MTV in Germany here ( songs are still in English) and have found some I like. This one in particular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8711321611254816142?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8711321611254816142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8711321611254816142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8711321611254816142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8711321611254816142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2011/02/adele-rolling-in-deep-studio-footage.html' title='ADELE  &apos;Rolling In The Deep&apos; (Studio Footage)'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lazyDlfaptM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6708379479718051728</id><published>2011-02-21T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T20:51:59.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kickin Chicken</title><content type='html'>Guess that would help huh. Apparently I was at work about to start my shift when I fell on the ground and had a seizure. I had another seizure before I came to. They said I was pretty incoherent for a while there. I know I had a hard time telling the nurse when I got to the ICU what month it was.... very frustrating. VERY frustrating when a chunk is just missing from your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I think I'm taking this thing private. Email me your info. Smooches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-6708379479718051728?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6708379479718051728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6708379479718051728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6708379479718051728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6708379479718051728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2011/02/kickin-chicken.html' title='Kickin Chicken'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-5915032925747068942</id><published>2011-02-21T01:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T01:48:04.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I had to be different</title><content type='html'>Well some of you may have heard from my chain of command or Steve but 2 days (was it 2?) ago I was medically evacuated from theater. I was medevaced up to Kandahar where they did some testing before flying me up to Landstuhl in Germany. I hope to come home soon for further treatment not be stuck up here for too long. It's nice and snowy here but I just want to go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-5915032925747068942?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5915032925747068942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5915032925747068942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5915032925747068942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5915032925747068942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-had-to-be-different.html' title='I had to be different'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-4145410973975273190</id><published>2010-11-13T06:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T06:36:27.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert Title Here _____________</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I never know what to put as a title. Do I be witty? Ironic? Do I throw in a comical dry twist that only has meaning to those of us who got the speech " you'll understand when you're older," and now qualify in that catergory? Well seeing as how I am tired and all wittiness is lost upon me or is simply tired as well, I'll keep my Titles to myself for now. Who knew I could put together a paragraph just about a title? Haha&lt;br /&gt;Not to much is going on. I have my room almost to the way I like it with some flower stickers on the wall to make it evident that a girl lives in that room. Funny story... In between our rows of rooms there are these huge concrete barriers. Well last night I had to go super bad so I dashed out the door. I was half way to the bathroom when I realized that I didn't have a flashlight and I have really bad night vision. I opened my eyes super-wide; contrary to popular belief this DID NOT help, and was about to put my arms up in front of me when splat! face full of T-wall. Awesome. I win the graceful person of the week contest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-4145410973975273190?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/4145410973975273190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=4145410973975273190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4145410973975273190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4145410973975273190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/11/insert-title-here.html' title='Insert Title Here _____________'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6847493533036179919</id><published>2010-10-31T08:31:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T09:40:54.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnamon rolls, rain and other such goings on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TM1th7P0nvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/AhKo1FQDwhE/s1600/IMG_1284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TM1th7P0nvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/AhKo1FQDwhE/s400/IMG_1284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534199946715373298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well here I am in Afghanistan going into my 4th month and it's been much of the same that it was the first month. Lots of sand and dirt EVERYWHERE... However. There was 1 day... this one day was different. I stepped outside and what did I see? Clouds! Spots of prior rain drops from the night before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TM1w_IzPSoI/AAAAAAAAAfc/78jbaONtcTg/s1600/IMG_1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TM1w_IzPSoI/AAAAAAAAAfc/78jbaONtcTg/s320/IMG_1262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534203747104672386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more clouds with potential for rain! It was hot hot hot then one day and then someone flicked a switch and it's been cold at night and in the early morning and semi-warm during the day. Feels alot like AZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TM1vk8VahhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rjbZIN4bVX8/s1600/IMG_1265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TM1vk8VahhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/rjbZIN4bVX8/s320/IMG_1265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534202197570127378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately my current love has been these semi-cinnamon rolls that they have in the DFAC for breakfast. I say semi cuz it's more like a donut thats shaped like a cinnamon roll. It's the little pleasures that are the best... Enough about the weather. Not much else has been going on... Had a little medical scare ( not new for me for those of you who know me). My heart rate went super high and stayed up there. Had to spend the night at the aid station hooked up to the heart monitor. Then had to go up to KAF for more medical tests. When I got there the Dr. was even more concerned and decided to run some more tests. Nothing was super scary abnormal so it was decided that I could stay in country provided that I stay on my seizure meds and don't do anything crazy. So that was that.&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 more months and I get to go home on leave! Looks like Steve and I will drive my car out to AZ since trying to buy tickets last minute will be pretty expensive. I can only get a round about date when I'll be home..&lt;br /&gt;More updates to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. ... Thats my Ambulance... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-6847493533036179919?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6847493533036179919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6847493533036179919' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6847493533036179919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6847493533036179919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/10/cinnamon-rolls-rain-and-other-such.html' title='Cinnamon rolls, rain and other such goings on'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TM1th7P0nvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/AhKo1FQDwhE/s72-c/IMG_1284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6467840407427800148</id><published>2010-10-04T13:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T14:21:46.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am!!!</title><content type='html'>Phew! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry it's been so long but it's hard get good access out here. Well in September I got to my temporary home in Afghanistan.. Least for the time being.  And let me tell you it wasn't easy getting here! We got to Kandahar in July safely and waited there for our new FOB to be ready.  For the time being I was able to work at the hospital there and work in the Medevac and trauma sections in addition to working at our sick call location. It was truly amazing to work in the role that we got trained in; going out to the flightline and performing compressions, holding pressure over a wound etc. I love my job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well it came time to leave and we found out that all the medics minus me and my Doc were going to one FOB and I was going to a completely different location than I thought. So right before I was going to leave, I performed a vehicle inspection and noticed lubricant leaking from the rear axle of my vehicle. So I drove over to the repair yard only to find out I didn't have ALL the paperwork needed to turn my vehicle in for repair so I had to come back the next day. On my way back to park my vehicle... I had an accident. Suffice it to say my vehicle tore the roof off another vehicle and dragged it a few feet without blinking... It happened so fast I looked before I turned but the vehicle was small and in my blind spot so when I rounded the corner and with the position the were in at the intersection... wow. Thank GOD no one amazingly was hurt. My vehicle had a few scratches. I called Steve crying; It was my first accident ever! And, the first time I had done anything even slightly wrong in my military career. I was scared I would lose my "stripes." But all was well... my commander and platoon sergeant came flying down there and stood by me... Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well. So into the shop it goes. A week goes by and it's still not ready. My doc called and said he needed me down at the FOB now so they put me on the next convoy. Turns out since I was licensed, I had to drive on the convoy! Yikes! Let me tell you I know the road was considered relatively safe but I was still nervous. It's a big truck and that was a bumpy road filled with crazy drivers that cut you off. White knuckle all the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obviously I made it. I got settled into my room with my room mate and started working at the aid station with the other medics that work down here. Well it came time to go get my truck. I got to fly on a Helicopter! It was pretty cool but a short ride.  It was nice to be back where I could get a cup of coffee and go in a toilet that flushes (simple pleasures). When we went to leave I did a check on the vehicle again, tied down the spine boards, filled fluids, air pressure, latched things down; Check. We got a good bit down the road when we went over a pretty big bump and the hood flipped right up.  What the H? What else could truly go wrong? Well once we got that resecured we got back on our way; albeit slowly as my vehicle refused to go faster than 35 mph. Sigh... I still love it. Well I made it safely to the FOB. More updates later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-6467840407427800148?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6467840407427800148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6467840407427800148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6467840407427800148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6467840407427800148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/10/here-i-am.html' title='Here I am!!!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6398597245205461790</id><published>2010-07-20T02:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T02:44:54.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The final countdown~</title><content type='html'>Well this is it! Only a few more days before I leave for my deployment! I'm as ready as I'll ever be I suppose. I've always known this day would come and have been kinda looking forward to it. I know I will gain some valuable experience and I love my boss. I'm going to miss my honey so much. Tomorrow is our 1 year anniversay! I can't believe we've already been married been married 1 year and come this November it will be 3 years we'll have been together. Sadly I won't be back then yet either. It's good that he has been through this and understands better than anyone I know. My mid-tour leave should be around January so I can't wait to be back and see everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Steve had his surgery today to correct the shrapnel injury to his right ankle. Thus far he is doing good. Just sleeping alot and still pretty numb. He was in alot of pain and will be when the nerve block wears off completely. I hate that I half to leave him so soon after his surgery and when he can't drive or really do anything much for himself. I've stocked him up on tha man food essentials and about a month's worth of cat food so hopefully he will at least be good till his sister in law can come by. It kills me so much that me, being medical, have to leave when my husband needs me. Of all the times...&lt;br /&gt;Well I will post again before I leave and depending on our internet capability as much as I can when I get there. Love to all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-6398597245205461790?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6398597245205461790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6398597245205461790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6398597245205461790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6398597245205461790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/07/final-countdown.html' title='The final countdown~'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-5663163897870411045</id><published>2010-06-30T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:39:00.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Stuff!</title><content type='html'>Thought this was priceless. Needless to say our little Oreo has put on a little weight and has now gained a new nickname. Time to find a little treadmill. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCasLSpg4BI/AAAAAAAAAek/whqM8KD7EeI/s1600/May+2010-Jun2010+167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487262505982025746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCasLSpg4BI/AAAAAAAAAek/whqM8KD7EeI/s400/May+2010-Jun2010+167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1180546631926900674-5663163897870411045?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5663163897870411045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5663163897870411045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5663163897870411045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5663163897870411045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/06/double-stuff.html' title='Double Stuff!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCasLSpg4BI/AAAAAAAAAek/whqM8KD7EeI/s72-c/May+2010-Jun2010+167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8213761462218022003</id><published>2010-06-26T20:29:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T21:35:13.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Steve and I just got back from leave in AZ. I had an amazing time with the family playing with Riley-bug and my little peanut (Ivy). I got to see my grandma too and spend lots of time with my sisters! This was all time well spent as I just found out this week that I am deploying next month. I was going to have surgery but it turned into a "wait and see" and now am medically deployable... and have a laundry list of drugs. Sigh. At least I'll be with my Doc. He said he will keep me close and take care of me so now I can look at the silver lining. I have wanted to deploy. I get to see parts of the world that not many people get to see. Plus, and it's a big plus, the money is a nice bonus. Steve and I plan on taking an Alaskan cruise. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has surgery on the 19th to try and correct his ankle and will be in a full leg cast for a couple weeks. At least I'll be here for the surgery and for the first week before I leave. Hopefully this works!After I leave his brother and sister are going to take care of him thankfully. I will update this more I promise! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Time for more Pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCalSVvOdnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fWANMNTdNok/s1600/May+2010-Jun2010+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487254930488981106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCalSVvOdnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fWANMNTdNok/s200/May+2010-Jun2010+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCalSVvOdnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fWANMNTdNok/s1600/May+2010-Jun2010+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's&lt;/strong&gt; not how it looks... ok it is.. I taught them how to scrub baseboards for mommy's birthday. :) They had fun and wanted to do more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487255341184592482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCalqPssKmI/AAAAAAAAAd8/ABTq6dyAZYI/s200/May+2010-Jun2010+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCalSVvOdnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fWANMNTdNok/s1600/May+2010-Jun2010+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCalSVvOdnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fWANMNTdNok/s1600/May+2010-Jun2010+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCamkyjjDVI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xjARTnVIRfk/s1600/May+2010-Jun2010+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCamkyjjDVI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xjARTnVIRfk/s1600/May+2010-Jun2010+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487256346973900114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCamkyjjDVI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xjARTnVIRfk/s200/May+2010-Jun2010+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; the Cheesy Smiles and the happy Kids! They just love posing for the camera! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCanHfGEwEI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2j35TBwjckg/s1600/May+2010-Jun2010+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487256943045427266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCanHfGEwEI/AAAAAAAAAeM/2j35TBwjckg/s200/May+2010-Jun2010+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCamkyjjDVI/AAAAAAAAAeE/xjARTnVIRfk/s1600/May+2010-Jun2010+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family&lt;/strong&gt; Pics! First was one Ivy wanted for John the second one Mom wanted to get taken for Grandma McGee (Mom's mom) 90th Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487257782447668706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCan4WHKfeI/AAAAAAAAAeU/GzveRn5q3W8/s320/May+2010-Jun2010+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487259353121736882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCapTxVCyLI/AAAAAAAAAec/5dhwGqV6Sxg/s320/May+2010-Jun2010+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8213761462218022003?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8213761462218022003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8213761462218022003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8213761462218022003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8213761462218022003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-news.html' title='New News'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TCalSVvOdnI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fWANMNTdNok/s72-c/May+2010-Jun2010+046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8506702005168720623</id><published>2010-05-28T21:36:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T10:29:01.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanwhile back at the Wright-Clark Residence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TACTu7tS7QI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6-TUIyjah24/s1600/IMG_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well so as of late we've been pretty busy. Steve is finally getting all his medical issues straightened out and has a surgery scheduled on for his ankle. This is much welcomed as he is constatntly twisting his ankle and falling. Last night was the final straw... he fell in the bathroom after twisting his ankle and cut his head. The cut was small but head wounds like to bleed... thankfully I had my aid bags and put on some steri-strips. I'm getting put the barrage again too. I have to go see another neurosurgeon before I deploy to see if I ( once again ) am going to have the surgery. YIKES!! When is enough enough??? Seriously, 3 opions and 2 cancelled surgeries and all the while I'm in no less pain but more is asked of me? Heck we got a deployment coming up and with low numbers medic-wise I know I'll be going surgery or no. So geez lets go! Grrr.... Venting over...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so we've been getting ready for deployment (well, just me not Steve), packing bags and such. Goodness what a pain! It's expensive preparing for deployments having to buy all the stuff you think you may need or may not have have access to for at least 6 months. I bought a little LCD TV and also packed my Wii and DVD player and a bunch of games and movies. Of course the staples such as stationary, hair stuff and nice sheets were sent in my tuff box too. Those left in April tho. Steve bought me a Kindle to keep me happy. Oh my goodness... I love this thing. I gotta go to a book store to find more things to download! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I am reading: Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. It's a classic. Or at least should be. Next on the list: Sense and Sensibility and Seamonsters. Hmmm... loving the show True Blood...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476544429094294738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TACYJGzPVNI/AAAAAAAAAds/YWkIAZggkRQ/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TACXI6umCXI/AAAAAAAAAdk/XETeFLgspEs/s1600/IMG_0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476543326341958002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TACXI6umCXI/AAAAAAAAAdk/XETeFLgspEs/s320/IMG_0941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too much else so it's random picture time!!! The picture with the thumbs up is myattempt at artichoke and orange roughy. It actually tasted good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476519169979360226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TACBK1Q8o-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/I37jDlHw_UE/s320/IMG_0938.JPG" /&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/1180546631926900674-8506702005168720623?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8506702005168720623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8506702005168720623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8506702005168720623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8506702005168720623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/05/meanwhile-back-at-wright-clark.html' title='Meanwhile back at the Wright-Clark Residence...'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/TACYJGzPVNI/AAAAAAAAAds/YWkIAZggkRQ/s72-c/IMG_0952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3633957040735177010</id><published>2010-05-18T20:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:40:57.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Man of Steel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S_Mzi9fjJhI/AAAAAAAAAdM/6j_MrZ-njhM/s1600/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 104px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472774647900743186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S_Mzi9fjJhI/AAAAAAAAAdM/6j_MrZ-njhM/s320/pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh.. Fond memories. My lovely man of steel is gracing the screen once again. Oh how I've missed my boyfriend Superman (the real one; Christopher Reeves). No one can ever hold a candle to his style and that curl. And Jennie not matter what you say.. at the end he smiles at me. I saw it with my own eyes. Yes ladies and gentlemen... I have a crush. These movies are true classics of our time. The man has style. I mean no one else has so many cool points to spare that he can wear his undies on the outside of his tights and still look stylin doing it! Must be the cape! Thought I'd share my rant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1180546631926900674-3633957040735177010?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3633957040735177010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3633957040735177010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3633957040735177010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3633957040735177010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-man-of-steel.html' title='My Man of Steel!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S_Mzi9fjJhI/AAAAAAAAAdM/6j_MrZ-njhM/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7587242645260175470</id><published>2010-04-23T12:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T12:49:59.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost put on the side of a milkjug</title><content type='html'>I promisse I'm still here! I have been so super busy lately. I've been packing my bags and working long days at my unit packing all our quadcon's and milvans to get them ready to be shipped to Afghanistan. I can't wait till we get all these things to the railhead and on their way! But I will this weekend I finally have time to update! So I'll be back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-7587242645260175470?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7587242645260175470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7587242645260175470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7587242645260175470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7587242645260175470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/04/almost-put-on-side-of-milkjug.html' title='Almost put on the side of a milkjug'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3953494838990242107</id><published>2010-03-23T23:51:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:57:48.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family times!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452071988207657090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mmlkL5oII/AAAAAAAAAcU/qO_i__qyyBM/s200/IMG_0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Well it finally feels like I am nearing the piont of being settled in... Finally. I know I have posted my true goings on in awhile so I will be playing cath up in the next few days. I could n&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mnkU3IbXI/AAAAAAAAAck/U_gMWpugSyo/s1600-h/IMG_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452073066425773426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mnkU3IbXI/AAAAAAAAAck/U_gMWpugSyo/s200/IMG_0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ever had gotten this far in this short amount of time without my family being here (that and the extra time the Army&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mm-ZY4EaI/AAAAAAAAAcc/eUQ3IcbgBIo/s1600-h/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452072414806020514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mm-ZY4EaI/AAAAAAAAAcc/eUQ3IcbgBIo/s200/IMG_0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gave me off)! Jennie and John helped tremendously by helping move stuff around and unpack things. Generally it was such a pleasure having my family here. I was a little down in the dumps about this move given the fact that we will only be here for 4 months as our unit is deploying soon.I really like our apartment too!! I had so much fun though playing with Ivy and Riley which I of course have to show off. Riley has picked up Ivy's penchant for being a ham. Loving it. Ivy is still posing it up as usual so nothing has changed there. Pre-warning. I love taking pictures of the kiddos and my family.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mofl0apwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ZLPXSO4IEhc/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452074084590069506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mofl0apwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/ZLPXSO4IEhc/s200/IMG_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452073477609978018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mn8QpFeKI/AAAAAAAAAcs/4PjWflZZnls/s200/IMG_0906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ivy and I on the night she left. She kept hugging me and saying "I Know.. I know..." such a cutie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452074986073847810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mpUEG5eAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/TmPNB0CDDd0/s320/IMG_0931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3953494838990242107?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3953494838990242107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3953494838990242107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3953494838990242107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3953494838990242107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/03/family-times.html' title='Family times!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S6mmlkL5oII/AAAAAAAAAcU/qO_i__qyyBM/s72-c/IMG_0876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1526286727807361369</id><published>2010-03-07T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:15:31.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the irony....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S5MaAVL95hI/AAAAAAAAAcM/mgPvDsKookc/s1600-h/Chocolate_Chip_Cookie_Dough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445724967410722322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S5MaAVL95hI/AAAAAAAAAcM/mgPvDsKookc/s200/Chocolate_Chip_Cookie_Dough.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I had outsmarted my stomach. Hear me out. Many of you know my adversion to wheat and greasy foods. But as of late I really have not had much of a problem... I mean the occasional cookie, sandwich... nothing much. But I must have taken it too far by combining the two. Oh me... Chinese food. How I used to love thee. We can no longer be on speaking terms. You have simply made my life unbearable. With my lack of gallbladder (deplorably named "dumping-syndrome") and my body's dislike of all things wheat... it's simply not meant to be. Your white rice can keep me from visiting the porcelain throne after an all night sweet and sour chicken binge. But I digress... I'll skip that part now and divert straight to the bland and blanche. But feel no remorse. I shall move on somehow... I'll pick my battles... Chocolate chip cookie dough anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-1526286727807361369?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1526286727807361369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1526286727807361369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1526286727807361369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1526286727807361369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-irony.html' title='Oh the irony....'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S5MaAVL95hI/AAAAAAAAAcM/mgPvDsKookc/s72-c/Chocolate_Chip_Cookie_Dough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1704352221111985945</id><published>2010-03-06T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:03:45.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the pictures</title><content type='html'>Well while I am sitting here waiting to mve into my house, I thougt I would get back into my tradition of posting some favored random pictures. This one that I am about to post is one of my favs. Whenever it pops up on my screensaver it puts a smile on my face and makes me long to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445705608280875170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S5MIZezvIKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XOas9Mub1Cc/s320/April+2008-December+2009+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;For anyone who doesn't know this is my nephew Riley. He is such a cutie-patootie! At this point we were camping and I believe he had just woken up wondering where his daddy was (bathroom). Can't wait to go camping again! More pics to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-1704352221111985945?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1704352221111985945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1704352221111985945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1704352221111985945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1704352221111985945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-to-pictures.html' title='Back to the pictures'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S5MIZezvIKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XOas9Mub1Cc/s72-c/April+2008-December+2009+081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8526354093980046820</id><published>2010-02-23T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T00:43:43.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew boys were icky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nestle Crunch's answering service has insight. And a great sense of humor. I was looking around the internet after way too much packing and found this gem. Call this number:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1-800-295-0051&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait quietly while it asks for your language preference (pig-latin?) as it uses voice recognition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Press option 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then press option 7. Awesome. I knew all along. Had I this information when I was a child it could had saved me many unsightly cootie-removal techniques thought to be fool proof by my friends. Circle circle dot dot now I have my cooties shot. Safe now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441310201512191586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S4NqzInX5mI/AAAAAAAAAb8/EWk6WCYV_2c/s320/10111849A~Boys-are-Stupid-Cooties-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out option 3. It's just delightful randomness as well.. just my cup of tea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8526354093980046820?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8526354093980046820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8526354093980046820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8526354093980046820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8526354093980046820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-knew-boys-were-icky.html' title='I knew boys were icky!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S4NqzInX5mI/AAAAAAAAAb8/EWk6WCYV_2c/s72-c/10111849A~Boys-are-Stupid-Cooties-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-166732215228461841</id><published>2010-02-20T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:08:29.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goings on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well as some of you may know, Steve and I are in the process of moving to Ft. Bragg, North Carolina. This move is mixed in reception for me. For one I have been at Ft. Campbell for almost 4 years which in Army time, is a long time. On the other hand... I am not one of those people who likes change too much. I know I know I didn't exactly chose the right profession what with moves duty station assignments on average lasting 2 years. Plus, I really really liked my job in the ER. I learned so much and wanted to learn more. I was supposed to go to paramedic school in April. Oh well... At my new duty station I'll be at a regular unit back with soldiers... Which I miss. Having to work at the hospital with civilians (do not take that in a bad way... around the Army Soldiers get treated differently when we work with civilians... some feel second rate) just drains ya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are packing... it's nice though. The Army pays for a moving company to come pack up our house and transport it down for us. So we're just packing the stuff we'll hand carry. Our packing is often impeded however by my little black and white menace:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440202430312979186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S397SXUFmvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/26yUJJagLgA/s400/IMG_0840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every box once it's opened soon finds itself the temporary home of this little bugger. Any open and unsuspecting dryer door or cabinet must also be explored. This is a fun and confusing time for little Oreo. I can only look forward to the 8 hour drive. At least he'll be with Steve. By for now and wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1180546631926900674-166732215228461841?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/166732215228461841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=166732215228461841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/166732215228461841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/166732215228461841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/02/goings-on.html' title='Goings on'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S397SXUFmvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/26yUJJagLgA/s72-c/IMG_0840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8219448816838504237</id><published>2010-02-10T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:03:00.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban Dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Go to urbandictionary.com, type in your first name, copy and paste this as your status, and put the first entry for your name under comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Kimberley:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Sexy, Adorable, fun to be around, Dates only one man at a time: doesn't go for great looking. Loves to flirt and an amazing kisser and great partner never selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; A kind and caring girl usually one with exceptional natural beauty and good skin, doesn't rush into things, dates one man at a time. A good listener who doesn't feel the need to fill every moment with gossip and chatter. Someone you can trust. An easy laugher and a positive thinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Kimberley is a woman of unparalleled beauty, a woman that defines pulchritudinous in every way. She is graceful and elegant. She is confident and kind. There in no other woman that could replace Kimberley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like these definitions!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8219448816838504237?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8219448816838504237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8219448816838504237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8219448816838504237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8219448816838504237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/02/urban-dictionary.html' title='Urban Dictionary'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6372109391143480966</id><published>2010-02-04T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:32:19.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlie Confessions</title><content type='html'>1.Do you sleep in your bra? &lt;strong&gt;Yeah just because I normally pass out from my medicine... sad but true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you enjoy drama? &lt;strong&gt;On TV but not in real life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you a girly girl? &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes... and yes Jennie I can be even when I'm in the Army. When I come home I turn back into a girlie girl... just one who can kick but and get dirty when the situation calls for it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who was the last person you hugged?&lt;strong&gt;Hubby!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Small or large purses?I&lt;strong&gt; have a couple of small purses that I rarely use. Usually when I go out Steve holds my cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Are you short? &lt;strong&gt;No about average height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What would you do if someone smacked your butt?&lt;strong&gt;If it was my honey I would return the favor... anyone else... whew... trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you care if your socks are dirty? &lt;strong&gt;Ew! You feel all grimy and it smells! Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you dress up on Halloween? &lt;strong&gt;If I'm going out. Last Halloween Steve and I stayed in and watched scary movies while trick or treaters came by&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you double jointed?&lt;strong&gt;Ask Steve.... haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where is the weirdest place you have slept? &lt;strong&gt;Bathroom Stall at Boot Camp... on my aid bag in the middle of a field... in the back of truck on the way to the range with my head propped against my M-4 (rifle)... If the Army has taught me anything it's sleep when you can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Has anyone touched/smacked your butt in the past 24 hours? &lt;strong&gt;Gosh shouldn't be in the last 24 minutes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Is there a rumour going around about you? I&lt;strong&gt; hope not but who knows... I stay out of that stuff at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you call anybody by their last name? &lt;strong&gt;Everybody.. I'm in the Army. We don't know first names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. How many guys will read this just because it says "Girl Confessions"?&lt;strong&gt;Any creepy perve that trolls through the blogs looking for perverted things to read?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X" Marks the spot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] I do wear make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have cried at a movie theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] I can put mascara on without opening my mouth. (See the first question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I get jealous. (Not too often though... only when girls are hitting on him... I trust him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] I like death/grind/black/&lt;strong&gt;heavy metal&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like rap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] I like country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I carry a purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I’d be lost without my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own a Spice Girls CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own a Britney Spears CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own a boy band CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I get bored watching football. (Steve and I had our own Super Bowl party!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Guys are confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X] I've been called a bad influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have/had a piercing other than my ears. (HEHE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on ladies, be truthful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What colour is your bra that your wearing?&lt;strong&gt;Magenta with black lace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you prefer light or dark haired guys? In&lt;strong&gt; between... Steve has light brown hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you currently frustrated with a boy? &lt;strong&gt;Nope! Well Maybe a coworker... But not my man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have a best friend(s)?&lt;strong&gt;Definitely.. My husband, Jennie and Bridget and Christy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever had your heart broken? &lt;strong&gt;Definitely but thats apart of life... you don't know true love without heartache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever thought of having plastic surgery? &lt;strong&gt;Yeah...still toss around the idea but someone I know just got it done and it seems like a huge hassle and too much money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like your life? &lt;strong&gt;I love my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Has one of your friends ever stolen a boyfriend from you? &lt;strong&gt;Actually no... no drama there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you ever jumped in the pool with your clothes on? &lt;strong&gt;Nope.. I skinny dip! Haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have more friends that are girls or boys? &lt;strong&gt;It's pretty even there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How long have you had Facebook?&lt;strong&gt;Um... little over a year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever slapped a boy in the face? &lt;strong&gt;Oh yeah... and it was totally deserved&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What are your biggest fears? &lt;strong&gt;Haven't really thought of a specific one... got a bunch of random ones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep? &lt;strong&gt;See the previous question... and I'm sure I cried myself to sleep over a boy when I was younger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever not been able to get someone off of your mind? &lt;strong&gt;Oh my goodness after my first date with Steve it was insane... I could not sleep and I was on cloud nine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you believe in the saying “Once a cheater, always a cheater”? &lt;strong&gt;Kinda... it's really hard to trust that person...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you ever had a good feeling about something? &lt;strong&gt;Of course! How sad would life be if you didn't!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you ever wish you were famous? &lt;strong&gt;Oh heck no... too many crazy stalkers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you currently missing someone? &lt;strong&gt;Goodness yes! My Ivy and Riley and Jennie and of course the rest of my family! I hate being so far away! I can't wait to see Jennie and John in March!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Questions.&lt;br /&gt;01. Eyeliner or Mascara?: &lt;strong&gt;Neither&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Louis Vuitton or Dooney &amp;amp; Bourke?: &lt;strong&gt;Dooney &amp;amp; Bourke babe!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Skirts or pants?: &lt;strong&gt;Love me a good pair of jeans... ooh... American Eagle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Socks or leggings?: &lt;strong&gt;Socks.. Ooh argyle!!!. Oh! Or a new pair of white cotton socks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Hoodies or jackets?: &lt;strong&gt;Hoodies... Sooo comfy. I do love my peacoat though&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Heels or sneakers?: &lt;strong&gt;Ya know I thing I only own 1 pair of heels and thats for... ya know... hehe When I dress up I tend to wear nice ballet flats so I'm not taller than Steve.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Straight or curly hair?: &lt;strong&gt;Naturally wavy but straight with a flat-iron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Hoop or dangling earrings?: &lt;strong&gt;None... Don't wear earrings anymore. Can't wear them in uniform anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. White or black?: &lt;strong&gt;Depends on what for... love my little black dress.. I tend to wear more black than white.. I'm messy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Victoria’s Secret or Bath and Body Works?: &lt;strong&gt;Bath and Body works... I think Victoria's Secret has become kinda trashy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Smoothies or lattes?: &lt;strong&gt;Protein Smoothie from Green Beans and I live for my Vanilla Lattes? :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Diet or regular sodas?: &lt;strong&gt;Regular. Diet tastes too super fakely sweet. Totally agree Jennie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Pearls or diamonds?: &lt;strong&gt;Diamonds are my birthstone and oh my goodness they are my best friend but you just can beat a classy pearl necklace... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Vintage or boho? &lt;strong&gt;Only if no one else wore it... Boho looks like Hobo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Mary-Kate or Ashley Olsen?: &lt;strong&gt;Cute when they were on Full House but now... Goodness who knows what happened&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Lindsay or Hilary?: &lt;strong&gt;If I had to chose I'd say Hilary. Lesser of two evils&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Ipod or cell phone?: &lt;strong&gt;For what? I have both... can't live without either!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Friends or family?: &lt;strong&gt;Love and need them both! Would be truly lost without my sister Jennie. She has been my rock through some really hard times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Lip gloss or lip stick?: &lt;strong&gt;Neither... Only wear chapstick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Manicure or pedicure?: &lt;strong&gt;Manicure... don't like strangers touching my feet (and Jennie I can't believe you haven't had either one. I mean to fix that... think Sisters Day)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Tiffany’s or Chanel: &lt;strong&gt;Oh my Tiffany's.... That little blue box..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.24: Peace or love?: &lt;strong&gt;Both! Peace and love go together, no? Again I agree with Jennie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Sunglasses or purses?: &lt;strong&gt;Well I'm not super into either one so seeing as how I wear glasses I'll have to say purses... I have always been a fan of dooney &amp;amp; bourke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-6372109391143480966?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6372109391143480966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6372109391143480966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6372109391143480966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6372109391143480966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/02/girlie-confessions.html' title='Girlie Confessions'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-39570875289418634</id><published>2010-01-23T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T02:32:33.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused, Cold Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S2kluApCzXI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lia5Qbl4VCA/s1600-h/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433915897775574386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S2kluApCzXI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lia5Qbl4VCA/s400/IMG_0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; a couple weeks ago, we got a little snow here at Fort Campbell. We thought it would be fun to introduce Oreo to the snow since he is always whining to go outside.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S2kl4IWs4JI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZI11HlhQASM/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433916071644815506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S2kl4IWs4JI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZI11HlhQASM/s400/IMG_0808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; got more snow (about 4-5 in) last weekend and took more fun pictures so I'll post those soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S2kmGZ56tnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YYZ-UnfSj7I/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433916316874094194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S2kmGZ56tnI/AAAAAAAAAbs/YYZ-UnfSj7I/s400/IMG_0807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-39570875289418634?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/39570875289418634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=39570875289418634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/39570875289418634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/39570875289418634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/01/confused-cold-kitty.html' title='Confused, Cold Kitty'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S2kluApCzXI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lia5Qbl4VCA/s72-c/IMG_0805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8850705893492034584</id><published>2010-01-14T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T15:10:41.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>So I am finally getting around to posting some pictures from my recent trip to AZ for Christmas. Lets say I was recently inspired by Jennie for her "catch up" efforts. That and the fact that I really need to make an effort to keep in touch. Moving to Ft. Bragg sucks big time so I need all the help I can get! Love y'all! More to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3098476543672029878&amp;amp;site=widget-b6.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3098476543672029878&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/p1/3098476543672029878/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3098476543672029878&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/p2/3098476543672029878/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S0V-_nRD7zI/AAAAAAAAAbU/TjvYlzkYOvI/s400/April+2008-December+2009+258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And like the others it explains itself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; These seem to involve hubby eating alot..... hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-5924494096621545018?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5924494096621545018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5924494096621545018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5924494096621545018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5924494096621545018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/01/yet-another-random-picture.html' title='Yet another random picture!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/S0V-_nRD7zI/AAAAAAAAAbU/TjvYlzkYOvI/s72-c/April+2008-December+2009+258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7620975920138859407</id><published>2010-01-06T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:39:00.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>Dear January,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suck. I really don't like you. You have invited the meanest coldest temperatures to somehow seep through every crack and every uncovered inch of my skin. I don't like not being able to feel my ears. Not knowing that you have buggers running down your face cuz your nose is numb? WRONG. January. You are mean. Did I hear you laughing? Jerk. Florida did nothing to deserve this, I know I didn't. I want oranges this year so please stop. I find it necessary to feel my extremities so now is the time to stop. Much obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your's Truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-7620975920138859407?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7620975920138859407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7620975920138859407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7620975920138859407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7620975920138859407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2010/01/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-146893014249140393</id><published>2009-11-19T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:18:32.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Time!</title><content type='html'>This particular picure has a story behind it. Many of you know that my husband Steve has been through a lot during his deployments. Ask him and he'll tell you how he got each of his 4 purple hearts. This picture shows one such story. He has the minute details of the story but on Christmas day 2005, his Iraqi interpreter turned on him and demanded his computer full of confidential info at gunpoint. Steve, thinking quickly agrees so that the guy turns his back on Steve. Steve unholsters his weapon and hearing this, the guy turns and shoots Steve in the chest causing Steve to fall to the ground where he returns fire and delivers the kill shot. Well when the bullet hit him in the chest it hit his badge on his bullet proof vest. This picture shows the side view. His guardian angel was on his shoulder that day... the badge is barely bigger than a silver dollar. The curvature was the dent made by the bullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next picture! - Smooches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SwXpP6FlltI/AAAAAAAAAag/thv3mSzW7ZM/s1600/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405983387228149458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SwXpP6FlltI/AAAAAAAAAag/thv3mSzW7ZM/s400/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-146893014249140393?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/146893014249140393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=146893014249140393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/146893014249140393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/146893014249140393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/11/picture-time.html' title='Picture Time!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SwXpP6FlltI/AAAAAAAAAag/thv3mSzW7ZM/s72-c/IMG_0092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-810094903585640516</id><published>2009-11-10T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:22:09.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Touching</title><content type='html'>I had to post this when I saw it. Honestly brought me to tears for obvious reasons. Jennie you know it pains me to say who made the commercial but it is a wonderful reminder during the holiday season of the men and women fighting for our freedom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9lkmd-mMJ0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9lkmd-mMJ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-810094903585640516?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/810094903585640516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=810094903585640516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/810094903585640516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/810094903585640516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/11/very-touching.html' title='Very Touching'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3256340143928444889</id><published>2009-11-05T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:20:24.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Picture Time Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you looking at????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SvOjuFiFwNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/_bG6WoE2IAU/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400840390301827282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SvOjuFiFwNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/_bG6WoE2IAU/s400/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1180546631926900674-3256340143928444889?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3256340143928444889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3256340143928444889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3256340143928444889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3256340143928444889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-picture-time-continues.html' title='Random Picture Time Continues'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SvOjuFiFwNI/AAAAAAAAAaY/_bG6WoE2IAU/s72-c/IMG_0412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7826441334834085102</id><published>2009-11-03T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T02:09:18.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen From Karen</title><content type='html'>So this was an email, but I felt like posting my answers here. Feel free to do this and "tag" people if you like!USING ONLY ONE WORDNot as easy as you might think! Copy, change the answers to suityou and pass it on. It's really hard to only use one word answers. Besure to send back to the person you received it from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your cell phone?  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your significant other? Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Your hair? Red&lt;br /&gt;Your mother? Coralie&lt;br /&gt;Your father? William&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite thing? Love&lt;br /&gt;Your dream last night? Steve&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite drink? KoolAid&lt;br /&gt;Your dream/goal?  Pediatrician/Parent&lt;br /&gt;What room are you in? Living&lt;br /&gt;Your hobby? Crafting&lt;br /&gt;Your fear? Alone&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to be in 6 years? Mom&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last night? Home&lt;br /&gt;Something that you aren't? unhappy&lt;br /&gt;Muffins? Pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;Wish list item? Time&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you did? Ate&lt;br /&gt;Your pets? Oreo&lt;br /&gt;Friends? Many&lt;br /&gt;Your life? Fabulous&lt;br /&gt;Your mood? Perky&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone? Always&lt;br /&gt;Drinking? Never&lt;br /&gt;Smoking? Never&lt;br /&gt;Your car/truck? Car&lt;br /&gt;Something you're not wearing? Socks&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite store? Gap&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color? Tie: Purple/Teal&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you cried? Today&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to over and over? Work&lt;br /&gt;My favorite place to eat?  Hananoiki&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place I'd like to be at right now? Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-7826441334834085102?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7826441334834085102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7826441334834085102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7826441334834085102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7826441334834085102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/11/stolen-from-karen.html' title='Stolen From Karen'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7836970404739410913</id><published>2009-11-03T01:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T01:54:19.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Picture Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_TU8DD0HI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/izqG84DNTQ0/s1600-h/IMG_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399766834910318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_TU8DD0HI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/izqG84DNTQ0/s400/IMG_0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Need I say more?&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/1180546631926900674-7836970404739410913?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7836970404739410913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7836970404739410913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7836970404739410913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7836970404739410913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-picture-time.html' title='Random Picture Time'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_TU8DD0HI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/izqG84DNTQ0/s72-c/IMG_0380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8571356672506129262</id><published>2009-11-03T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T01:51:24.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Travels to Ohio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; many of you know I recently travelled to Ohio for a Neursurgeon consult (which of course left me with more pain and less answers.) But I did get a few interesting pictures. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;first one disserves a paragraph all to it's own. I've attached a link so you can hear the song that named after it. I got the best picture that I could from the road. The statur is called Big &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_Ha2MrOII/AAAAAAAAAZg/Q6CBT3OS3tc/s1600-h/butter+jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399753742279719042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_Ha2MrOII/AAAAAAAAAZg/Q6CBT3OS3tc/s200/butter+jesus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buttter Jesus because over time the white paint has turned yellowish. Also in front of Him there is a long shallow pool so he allso has the nicknames: drowning Jesus and Touchdown Jesus, "I can't believe it's not Jesus."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gq01UYiMyHg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gq01UYiMyHg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_KnFk2c1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/o9hzGnsngn8/s1600-h/IMG_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399757251100963666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_KnFk2c1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/o9hzGnsngn8/s200/IMG_0385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; If I remember correctly that was south of Cincinnati. It was pretty right between the two boards there are these small rolling hills and when you get up over the last one, Cincinnati comes into view. It was actually ver pretty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_LRxXGZVI/AAAAAAAAAZw/crNjHH40sGU/s1600-h/IMG_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399757984408954194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_LRxXGZVI/AAAAAAAAAZw/crNjHH40sGU/s200/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399762763312296722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_Pn8KccxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aEHE2ieBmLU/s200/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when we finally g&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_N5yJlhyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/I-iE_dxL9NQ/s1600-h/IMG_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399760870838732578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_N5yJlhyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/I-iE_dxL9NQ/s200/IMG_0401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ot to Wright-Patterson AFB we checked into the Fisher house and got settled in. The ladies that work there are so super sweet! I couldn"t have asked for more caring accomodating people. Especially after the mix up we had when they scheduled me with the wrong person who would be in until the next day. Geez. It at least gave us time to get to know the area and check out the mall. I got this huge porterhouse steak at Logan's but had to leave early cuz of my head. Sigh....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_OjO04u0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/uQQAkinuBjU/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399761582911175490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_OjO04u0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/uQQAkinuBjU/s200/IMG_0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I finally got to see my real doctor and I'm back at square run! Sigh again. Anyway we snuck in some pretty pictures on post.... hehe I'll be posting another random pic here soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love always!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1180546631926900674-8571356672506129262?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8571356672506129262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8571356672506129262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8571356672506129262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8571356672506129262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/11/travels-to-ohio.html' title='Travels to Ohio!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Su_Ha2MrOII/AAAAAAAAAZg/Q6CBT3OS3tc/s72-c/butter+jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1825517587377426422</id><published>2009-11-01T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T01:07:30.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Halloween pictures that never posted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SxNgFDPqcCI/AAAAAAAAAbI/5YOCD4JrVPA/s1600/IMG_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409773217288712226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SxNgFDPqcCI/AAAAAAAAAbI/5YOCD4JrVPA/s400/IMG_0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SxNeP_CwaxI/AAAAAAAAAbA/CRiZ1CiLRtw/s1600/IMG_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409771206116141842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SxNeP_CwaxI/AAAAAAAAAbA/CRiZ1CiLRtw/s400/IMG_0433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knowI am super late on posting the Halloween posting&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SxNcEbaM7HI/AAAAAAAAAa4/z1Fw-MZpZmY/s1600/IMG_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409768808548985970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SxNcEbaM7HI/AAAAAAAAAa4/z1Fw-MZpZmY/s400/IMG_0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o here is one picture of our pumpkin after it was lit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409765153559281218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SxNYvrgv_kI/AAAAAAAAAao/vNWdbSTLLso/s400/IMG_0434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a pumpkin before. We again layed low plaing games, watching scary movies and waiting for the trick-or-treaters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See What what happens when you've had too much to drink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1180546631926900674-1825517587377426422?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1825517587377426422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1825517587377426422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1825517587377426422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1825517587377426422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-halloween-pictures-that-never.html' title='Some Halloween pictures that never posted.'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SxNgFDPqcCI/AAAAAAAAAbI/5YOCD4JrVPA/s72-c/IMG_0437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-140648299125103796</id><published>2009-10-27T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:26:05.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SuedVv6SQTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Rn0kecFOa50/s1600-h/stevegun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397455675390574898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SuedVv6SQTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Rn0kecFOa50/s200/stevegun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've become quite the little &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;shutter-bug&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since Steve bought me my new camera and take pictures of everything. So I decided from time to time that I would post some random pictures. This week is a familiar sight around my house and anyone who knows Steve and I will agree with this. Yes this is legal BTW for anyone worried...&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/1180546631926900674-140648299125103796?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/140648299125103796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=140648299125103796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/140648299125103796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/140648299125103796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/10/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SuedVv6SQTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Rn0kecFOa50/s72-c/stevegun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-970263816507786500</id><published>2009-10-26T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T01:43:30.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SuZ8L32tbQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/nR_IsJ3nkSs/s1600-h/Oreo+hungry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397137746863942914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SuZ8L32tbQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/nR_IsJ3nkSs/s200/Oreo+hungry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know I've posted many times how close Steve and Oreo are. But since we've been back from Ohio he's even been snugling up to me! Guess he wasn't a fan of that much alone time. So I thought I'd snap a few in pictures. Who knows how long this sweetness will last! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oreo Watching Steve Doing his coin collecting&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397145976223471970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SuaDq4m6mWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/t7im6RJg94w/s200/Steve+and+Oreo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O&lt;strong&gt;reo taking a brief nap... again.. shocking!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397117233352783762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SuZph1Eht5I/AAAAAAAAAYY/sMAuNvxPPHI/s200/kimandoreo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ever wonder if cats really love us or if they just like a warm roof over their heads? After all the sweetness I thought I'd hurry and capture those moments while they last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397148192182485970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SuaFr3stw9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ITVfkwahyws/s200/looking+at+Oreo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-970263816507786500?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/970263816507786500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=970263816507786500' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/970263816507786500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/970263816507786500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-buddies_26.html' title='Little Buddies'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SuZ8L32tbQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/nR_IsJ3nkSs/s72-c/Oreo+hungry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1900662684596841577</id><published>2009-10-22T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T23:46:32.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth Tag ~ Passing it on!</title><content type='html'>Here is a tag I stole from Jennie's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth? Hmmm... My night-time meds. Fun huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where was your profile picture taken? At Blanchfield Army Community Hospital here at Fort Campbell. Had to enjoy the fresh snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Can you play Guitar Hero? No.. But Steve and I are contemplating getting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Name someone who made you laugh today? Steve. He's a goober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How late did you stay up last night and why? Not too late. Maybe 10 or 11. Getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you could move somewhere else, would you? Back to Arizona would be my dream. Although seeing the rest of the country has been nice I miss home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been kissed under fireworks? hehe... yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Which of your friends lives closest to you? Most of my good good friends are in AZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you believe ex's can be friends? Yes one of my long time friends is an ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you feel about Dr Pepper? I agree with Jennie. Heaven. Steve and I go through a case every few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When was the last time you cried really hard? Really really hard? Man... I have been crying alot lately... this hole headache-seizure-brain-surgery-we-never-know-if we-will-or-won't-do-it issue has been crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who took your profile picture? One of my co-workers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who was the last person you took a picture of? Steve and Oreo. Before that? "Big-butter Jesus!" To be explained...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Was yesterday better than today? Hmmm that was a long time ago. Today was ok... I'd say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Can you live a day without TV? Yeah, but it's so habitual it would be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you upset about anything? I'd rather be home than here right now.. kinda upset about not being able about taking leave for halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it? Always! I love love my hubby! despite any minor bumps along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you a bad influence? Me? I am an Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Night out or night in? Depends on the mood. Sometimes curling up on the couch with my honey and a good movie is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What items could you not go without during the day? My phone... chocolate..coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? Um... I visit my own patients alot... Or I get visited.. Kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What does the last text message in your inbox say? One from my mom tell me what Halloween things she bought for me. Super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How do you feel about your life right now? Pretty good... Wished health was better but have good frends family and an amazing husb&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate anyone? Hating someone only poisons your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If we were to look in your facebook inbox, what would we find? Probably junk mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass? Hey it's all prescribed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Has anyone ever called you perfect before? He said I was perfect for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What song is stuck in your head? "Let me clear my throat" from the beginning of Hancock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Someone knocks on your window at 2:00 a.m., who do you want it to be? Someone with a damb good excuse or a deathwish. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Wanna have grandkids before you’re 50? Maybe. Bout to start having kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Name something you have to do tomorrow? PT at 5 Get a dressing chang work 7am - 7pm go home and snuggle with Steve then off to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you think too much or too little? I always over think things and can never make a decision on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you smile a lot? Way to much. I smile at strangers hoping it will pass on in their day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-1900662684596841577?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1900662684596841577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1900662684596841577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1900662684596841577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1900662684596841577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/10/truth-tag-passing-it-on.html' title='Truth Tag ~ Passing it on!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-5870444943251704405</id><published>2009-10-02T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:53:24.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Elmo</title><content type='html'>So that first Elmo video was so cute I wanted to find another. I found two really cute ones!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAR5Vw9Bvts&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SAR5Vw9Bvts&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-c3fvqNlFvc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-c3fvqNlFvc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-5870444943251704405?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5870444943251704405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5870444943251704405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5870444943251704405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5870444943251704405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-elmo.html' title='More Elmo'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7082128778278003343</id><published>2009-09-30T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:07:15.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So close... yet..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;beginning to sound like a broken record and by no means does it put a smile on my face. No sooner had I informed my family and finalized preparations AGAIN for my surgery did I get the dreaded call. It was at the end of a long hard day at the ER and often I'm in areas where I don't get reception. I was walking to my car around 1900 ( 7 pm for you civilians ) when all the sudden I got notification of a voicemail. Honestly my stomach dropped into my toes... my presurgery was the next day and somehow I just knew that it was &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; call. All it said was to call... nothing more and that the office would be closing at 1700 and opening at 0730 the next day. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I call the next morning... after having no sleep mind you even with sleep meds. And it's my worst fear. Some Doc whom I've never met has decided that need ANOTHER opinion, but it was not certain as to when that would happen. Instead of wallowing (that comes later) I throwing on a uniform and run down to the hospital determined to yell. I made a pit stop with my doc and change plans and go to the ER to talk to our OIC ( Officer in Charge; head Doc) and also our department director who was there as well to explain the wall I was hitting. I refused to be on meds the rest of my but yet it felt like the Army knew of only one way to treat; symptomatically. Basically I needed an advocate with power. So he took my info and sent me home and said it would be handled that day. No more that a few hours later did I get a call informing me of an appointment at Wright-Patterson AFB in Ohio with Neurosurgery there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just sucks it had to go to those lengths. On the day I was told my surgery was canceled I was told I could write an appeal letter to the disapproving authority but I knew it would get denied. This person has know idea about my quality of life, about my daily headaches, the severe limit in activities or the strain on my family. If anyone should decide it should be left to my physician. But that takes logic and well lets face it... Army. All but our OIC. I am very thankful for that man. He helped me so that Steve can go with me to my Appointment too. Especially since I have to drive. Yikes! Doc wants to give me something to help my neck muscles relax in the car and driving would be a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm done rambling. Just thought I'd give a quick update!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-7082128778278003343?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7082128778278003343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7082128778278003343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7082128778278003343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7082128778278003343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-close-yet.html' title='So close... yet..'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7936707977447572789</id><published>2009-09-06T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T01:00:17.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More cute stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.widdlytinks.com/myfamily/stick/stickfamily.swf" FlashVars="t1=&amp;t2=The Clark Family&amp;sc=0x330033&amp;pv1=0&amp;pn1=16&amp;px1=255.55&amp;pf1=1&amp;pv2=0&amp;pn2=18&amp;px2=186.8&amp;pf2=0&amp;pv3=0&amp;pn3=20&amp;px3=317.85&amp;pf3=1&amp;pv4=1&amp;pn4=9&amp;px4=290.8&amp;pf4=0&amp;pv5=0&amp;pn5=25&amp;px5=358.8&amp;pf5=1&amp;pv6=1&amp;pn6=1&amp;px6=248.8&amp;pf6=1&amp;pv7=0&amp;pn7=34&amp;px7=397.8&amp;pf7=1&amp;pv8=1&amp;pn8=37&amp;px8=212&amp;pf8=0" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="500" height="230" name="My Stick Family" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="samedomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.widdlytinks.com/"&gt;My Stick Family from WiddlyTinks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought this was cute. I made sure to put Oreo next to Steve.. many of you are familiar with his and my shall I say... disagreements? So on this side of the world I got promoted and my surgery finally got rescheduled. Steve's orders are on hold for my 8-10 weeks of recovery so that he can take care of me. Bout time is all I can say and I am ready to get this over and done with. I just hate that it came so close to Ivy's birthday. It kills me when I can't go home for that but I'm be on con leave for 30 days or more so I will try to fly home for Halloween or just a visit if my Dr. lets me. Well it's this old lady's bed time! Smooches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-7936707977447572789?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7936707977447572789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7936707977447572789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7936707977447572789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7936707977447572789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-cute-stuff_05.html' title='More cute stuff!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1156500634862277025</id><published>2009-08-24T00:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:26:35.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The cutest thing ever!</title><content type='html'>So Steve and I were bored and searching around the internet and came across the cutest thing!!We originally were looking for just the song after having watched Step-Brothers (still my most highly recommended favorite!). We found the Sarah Brightman version which is beautiful but this one is completely adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lv38j4lPzd0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lv38j4lPzd0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-1156500634862277025?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1156500634862277025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1156500634862277025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1156500634862277025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1156500634862277025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/08/cutest-thing-ever.html' title='The cutest thing ever!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7778682561296936581</id><published>2009-08-08T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:29:44.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping Busy!</title><content type='html'>So update on life... looks like Steve and I have to wait 3 more months before we get to go to AZ. There is some logistical-type stuff that Steve needs before we get there and it can take up to 3 months to get it done. I was going to wait to change my name officially to Clark (my new last name) till we got to AZ so as to not confuse our PCS paperwork but looks like I will go ahead and take care of it now. So it'll be Mrs. Clark soon.&lt;br /&gt;Well work is keeping me busy. I am learning more everyday and doing a lot of cool stuff.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Sn0Mizp9nNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/n0OP6vnM1jA/s1600-h/wound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Sn0Mizp9nNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/n0OP6vnM1jA/s200/wound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367460123016797394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture is a wound that I was taking care of for a lady. She wanted me to take a picture and send it to her because her husband was overseas... It started as a pretty gnarly wound but it's on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;So other than that nothing much has been going on. I just work, eat and sleep! I feel old.. haha.  Catch ya later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-7778682561296936581?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7778682561296936581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7778682561296936581' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7778682561296936581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7778682561296936581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/08/keeping-busy.html' title='Keeping Busy!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Sn0Mizp9nNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/n0OP6vnM1jA/s72-c/wound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6072495735672190356</id><published>2009-07-21T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T12:33:55.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me is now a.... We!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SmXt34VNXgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/uVL8_lBZzlk/s1600-h/knot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 121px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SmXt34VNXgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/uVL8_lBZzlk/s200/knot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360952475724373506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's happened! Yes you guessed it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; Steve and I tied the knot!&lt;/span&gt; I know.. finally.. It was very special. We had to push up the date as many of you know due to Steve's PCS (permanent change of station) orders. We had the ceremony performed by a local minister. A lot of our friends wanted to attend but Steve and I both agreed that we wanted it to be just us. It was a special moment we that we wanted to share between just the two of us. We'll have our bigger wedding/celebration once we get to Arizona and get settled. Thank you Jennie and John and the rest of the family for the gift card! We're thinking (or at least I am) MICROWAVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3026418949617395894&amp;amp;site=widget-b6.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3026418949617395894&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/p1/3026418949617395894/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3026418949617395894&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/p2/3026418949617395894/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3026418949617395894&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b6.slide.com/p4/3026418949617395894/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1180546631926900674-6072495735672190356?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6072495735672190356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6072495735672190356' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6072495735672190356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6072495735672190356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-is-now-we.html' title='Me is now a.... We!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SmXt34VNXgI/AAAAAAAAAX8/uVL8_lBZzlk/s72-c/knot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-9199519273449867590</id><published>2009-07-18T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:54:48.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post this as 'i have 18 boy traits and 14 girl traits'</title><content type='html'>Well Who woulda guessed it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BOY SIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] you love hoodies&lt;br /&gt;[x] you love jeans&lt;br /&gt;[x] dogs are better then cats&lt;br /&gt;[X] its hilarious when people get hurt&lt;br /&gt;[X] you've played with/against boys on a team&lt;br /&gt;[ ] shopping is torture&lt;br /&gt;[X] sad movies suck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you own an XBOX&lt;br /&gt;[X] you own a Wii&lt;br /&gt;[X] you played with Hot Wheels as a little kid&lt;br /&gt;[] at some point in life you wanted to be a firefighter&lt;br /&gt;[X] You own/owned a DS, PS2 or Sega&lt;br /&gt;[] you used to be obsessed with Power Rangers early morning cartoons&lt;br /&gt;[X] you watch sports on tv&lt;br /&gt;[x] you go to your dad for advice&lt;br /&gt;[] you own like a trillion baseball hats&lt;br /&gt;[] you used to collect football collector cards&lt;br /&gt;[x] you love baggy sweatpants&lt;br /&gt;[] its kind of weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people&lt;br /&gt;[x] black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors&lt;br /&gt;[X] you love to go crazy and not care what other people think&lt;br /&gt;[X] sports are fun&lt;br /&gt;[x] you talk with food in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;[X] you sleep at night with your socks&lt;br /&gt;[x] you have fished at least once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL= 18/25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UR GIRL SIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]you love to shop&lt;br /&gt;[] you wear eyeliner sometimes&lt;br /&gt;[X] you wear the color pink&lt;br /&gt;[X] you go to your mom for advice&lt;br /&gt;[] you consider cheerleading a sport&lt;br /&gt;[] you hate wearing the color black&lt;br /&gt;[X] you like going to the mall&lt;br /&gt;[X] you like getting manicures and/or pedicures&lt;br /&gt;[X] you like wearing jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[ ]you cried watching The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;[] Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;[X] shopping is one of your favorite hobbies&lt;br /&gt;[] you don't like the movie Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;[X] you are/were in gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;[X] it takes you around Half an hour to shower&lt;br /&gt;[X] you smile a lot more than you should&lt;br /&gt;[X] you have more than 10 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;[X] you care about what you look like&lt;br /&gt;[] you like wearing dresses&lt;br /&gt;[X] you like wearing body spray&lt;br /&gt;[] you like high heel shoes&lt;br /&gt;[x]you used to play with dolls as a kid&lt;br /&gt;[] you like putting makeup on others&lt;br /&gt;[] you like being the star of almost everything&lt;br /&gt;[] you love shoe shopping&lt;br /&gt;[] pink is one of your favorite colors&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL= 14/27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post this as 'i have 18 boy traits and 14 girl traits'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-9199519273449867590?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/9199519273449867590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-2908719378393348983</id><published>2009-07-10T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:52:17.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Dear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlgJezTiX2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/e49e_NCyGTo/s1600-h/June+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlgJezTiX2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/e49e_NCyGTo/s200/June+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357042181530083170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as some of you may or may not know.. Today was the day Steve and I had set to get Married. Well... As many of you know one must get a license before getting married. That wasn't the easiest of tasks this week... between work and all my medical we couldn't get down during their business hours. Poor Steve doesn't even have a shirt! I had the dress and all... So we are waiting to hear what dates he is given at his briefing and we'll make a decision then. Sorry all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-2908719378393348983?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/2908719378393348983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=2908719378393348983' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2908719378393348983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2908719378393348983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-dear.html' title='Oh Dear...'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlgJezTiX2I/AAAAAAAAAX0/e49e_NCyGTo/s72-c/June+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-4167813057698507182</id><published>2009-07-06T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:25:24.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's something Wrong With Us</title><content type='html'>And now for another installment in the things you may not know... I couldn't think of anything better coming up on what was supposed to be my original ETS (day I was getting out) date than quoting Stripes, one of my favs. If you haven't seen it... You must. Another recommendation. Bill Murray at his best I think. Laughs all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlK8ypeyiTI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vMOLyXOIFTA/s1600-h/stripes88sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlK8ypeyiTI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vMOLyXOIFTA/s200/stripes88sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355550485211416882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"We're all very different people. We're not Watusi. We're not Spartans. We're Americans, with a capital 'A', huh? You know what that means? Do ya? That means that our forefathers were kicked out of every decent country in the world. We are the wretched refuse. We're the underdog. We're mutts! Here's proof: his nose is cold! But there's no animal that's more faithful, that's more loyal, more loveable than the mutt. Who saw "Old Yeller?" Who cried when Old Yeller got shot at the end? Nobody cried when Old Yeller got shot? I'm sure. I cried my eyes out. So we're all dogfaces, we're all very, very different, but there is one thing that we all have in common: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;we were all stupid enough to enlist in the Army&lt;/span&gt;. We're mutants. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's something wrong with us, something very, very wrong with us. Something seriously wrong with us - we're soldiers. But we're American soldiers! We've been kicking ass for 200 years!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A quote from a most awesome movie that I had to post... If you don't know what this is from then I am sad for ya! Kidding it's from Stripes; totally recommend it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-4167813057698507182?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/4167813057698507182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=4167813057698507182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4167813057698507182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4167813057698507182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-something-wrong-with-us.html' title='There&apos;s something Wrong With Us'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlK8ypeyiTI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vMOLyXOIFTA/s72-c/stripes88sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1391839135503044788</id><published>2009-07-06T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:42:31.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Camping Shots</title><content type='html'>So Karen posted some shots of camping so I thought I'd finally get around to posting some of mine. So off I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ivy posing with one of the mill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ions of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; flowers she had to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKtOHR0cXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/f0mqEDxreMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKtOHR0cXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/f0mqEDxreMQ/s200/IMG_0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355533364880503154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ivy and Lexie being silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKtrnsNzSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/AfffF90CuK8/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKtrnsNzSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/AfffF90CuK8/s200/IMG_0161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355533871797357858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bridget, Lexie, Jennie and Mom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKucVP780I/AAAAAAAAAW0/_NlHZNRD8MM/s1600-h/IMG_0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKucVP780I/AAAAAAAAAW0/_NlHZNRD8MM/s200/IMG_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355534708660499266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John and Ryan... John.. need I say more?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKvbzBMUUI/AAAAAAAAAW8/P91-ElIi4xU/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKvbzBMUUI/AAAAAAAAAW8/P91-ElIi4xU/s200/IMG_0183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355535798983479618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Jennie and Bridget with their impromptu birthday surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKv2LmN8vI/AAAAAAAAAXE/qy8UGaakWns/s1600-h/IMG_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKv2LmN8vI/AAAAAAAAAXE/qy8UGaakWns/s200/IMG_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355536252257825522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silly little &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Riley-Bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKxFViC_kI/AAAAAAAAAXM/T-J2daJg07Q/s1600-h/IMG_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKxFViC_kI/AAAAAAAAAXM/T-J2daJg07Q/s200/IMG_0224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355537612134350402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karen just smiling away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKyPJxEy7I/AAAAAAAAAXU/nBSzEn_K-w4/s1600-h/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKyPJxEy7I/AAAAAAAAAXU/nBSzEn_K-w4/s200/IMG_0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355538880286477234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me, Karen and Mom getting chilly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKzJ5U_7gI/AAAAAAAAAXc/P1yCyuFNzhc/s1600-h/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKzJ5U_7gI/AAAAAAAAAXc/P1yCyuFNzhc/s200/IMG_0237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355539889486032386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-1391839135503044788?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1391839135503044788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1391839135503044788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1391839135503044788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1391839135503044788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-camping-shots.html' title='Some Camping Shots'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SlKtOHR0cXI/AAAAAAAAAWk/f0mqEDxreMQ/s72-c/IMG_0150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-2931381231320549572</id><published>2009-06-27T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:23:28.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be... Mrs. Me?</title><content type='html'>So I never thought it would be this fast. Now those close to me know all about Steve getting moved to AZ. Well sooner than we ever thought... he got his orders. His report date is 10 August. Which means if we want to go together we get to push up the wedding like super super super early... We've picked a date of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;July 10th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Yay!! It's so fast but we are so happy. We are still having a wedding celebration in AZ for the family out there! We will still do the silly lovey-dovey pictures out there and try and get a few here (you know me with a camera). Smooches all!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkbUEXcu5CI/AAAAAAAAAWc/YJ1dzMqE5w0/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkbUEXcu5CI/AAAAAAAAAWc/YJ1dzMqE5w0/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352198378655507490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-2931381231320549572?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/2931381231320549572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=2931381231320549572' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2931381231320549572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2931381231320549572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/06/could-it-be-mrs-me.html' title='Could it be... Mrs. Me?'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkbUEXcu5CI/AAAAAAAAAWc/YJ1dzMqE5w0/s72-c/March+Showers+and+Flowers+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6649158986076327666</id><published>2009-06-27T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T17:50:36.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie killing... Lady-like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I have a new interest to add to my tradition! On my recent trip to Arizona I found a interesting book that I had to read.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkaPachyTrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Om5PE5xcRsA/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkaPachyTrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Om5PE5xcRsA/s200/pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352122891673685682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who could resist that cover? I had to find out more! So far it is a lot like the other version if you've read it, except imagine zombies ruining the fun. Nice. Instead of girls practicing their curtsies, it's the unique skills of dismembering a &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;zombie&lt;/span&gt;! Truly a remarkable novel. Of mention, if you haven't read this book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkaSKQTS2NI/AAAAAAAAAWM/qDHYlD_ryNc/s1600-h/zombbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkaSKQTS2NI/AAAAAAAAAWM/qDHYlD_ryNc/s200/zombbie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352125912048654546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On one last note if you ever find yourself and your family in the position where zombies are knocking at the door and there are precious few moments to spare? Enter the &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;Zombie Survival kit&lt;/span&gt;! Combined with the Survival guide, you and your loved ones are sure to survive to undead horde!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkaTxCZSJzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Tr-devmtjrA/s1600-h/survival.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkaTxCZSJzI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Tr-devmtjrA/s200/survival.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352127677842204466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkaNRREAjrI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6wMWx4g864A/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-6649158986076327666?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6649158986076327666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6649158986076327666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6649158986076327666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6649158986076327666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/06/zombie-killing-lady-like.html' title='Zombie killing... Lady-like?'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SkaPachyTrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Om5PE5xcRsA/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3436450397463588884</id><published>2009-06-23T03:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:39:37.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Crazy Bunch!</title><content type='html'>So I'm back from my AZ va-kay and missing the family already. I am glad to be home though with my honey. For those of you who don't already know, Steve and I are &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;engaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!Yay! I saw this commercial on TV and thought to myself... hmm... I'm marrying this loony? Why yes he will fit in perfectly with the rest of us! If you've heard the stories of Steve and his video game... issues.. this will make sense. Thought it was pretty funny. The Second video cracks me up too! These are alot like the video that I posted earlier to describe Steve's unique characteristics... he's gotten better though. That game was returned. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting pics of camping soon! Had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="viddler" width="437" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.viddler.com/player/1342a891/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.viddler.com/player/1342a891/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" name="viddler" width="437" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="viddler" width="437" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.viddler.com/player/79a5719b/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.viddler.com/player/79a5719b/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" name="viddler" width="437" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3436450397463588884?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3436450397463588884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3436450397463588884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3436450397463588884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3436450397463588884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome-to-crazy-bunch.html' title='Welcome to the Crazy Bunch!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7246727095110713201</id><published>2009-06-12T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:52:42.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm...</title><content type='html'>Not really too much to report as of late. I've just been super crazy busy in the emergency room. Still loving it BTW and more everyday. I'm getting ready for my trip to AZ to go camping with my family. I am super excited to finally get some leave and go home to see my family. So more blogging and pictures when I return on the 24th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-7246727095110713201?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7246727095110713201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7246727095110713201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7246727095110713201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7246727095110713201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm...'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-4453314999653041724</id><published>2009-05-31T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:27:28.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Traditions</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I will routinely (like monthly or weekly whatever I have time for) talk about stuff people may or may not know about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks installment was actually unknown to me until yesterday. I love the movie "The Legend of Bagger Vance." Now it's surprising because I hate Golf. I suck at put-put and the regular game. That story about the club slipping out of someone's hand mid-swing? That was me. Well anyway there is this one part in the movie that makes me tear up everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Mk2Tca88Xo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Mk2Tca88Xo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie has Golf in in but uses it as a way for a man who has been to war to truly find his way home and to find himself. Some people may find it boring but I love and recommend it to anyone with a free second. The music is beautiful and I love the time period it was set in. &lt;br /&gt;So there ya go. Bet ya didn't know I loved that movie! More to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-4453314999653041724?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/4453314999653041724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=4453314999653041724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4453314999653041724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4453314999653041724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-traditions.html' title='New Traditions'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3205065985828780102</id><published>2009-05-27T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:04:43.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Chocolate You Say?</title><content type='html'>I read this and almost peed my pants I was so excited. So I immediately followed the link. How lovely! Everyone needs free chocolate! Simply follow this &lt;a href="https://realchocolate.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to get your free tasty goodness! Too tasty not to share!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3205065985828780102?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3205065985828780102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3205065985828780102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3205065985828780102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3205065985828780102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/05/free-chocolate-you-say.html' title='Free Chocolate You Say?'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-856757652775815295</id><published>2009-05-25T19:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:38:51.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Memorial Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShtaJsgbjxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rJh3dI1JVrc/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShtaJsgbjxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rJh3dI1JVrc/s200/IMG_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339960905790361362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; if you haven't read Jennie's Blog ( &lt;a href="http://jjirmcguire.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt; ), you should. She gave a wonderful and often forgotten view of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memorial Day&lt;/span&gt;. She even went back through the years and named some of our family members who have served and are serving.  I could get on my soap box about what should be remembered on this day but instead I will continue to properly honor those who have served by continuing to fight for those beliefs that they gave their lives for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; Steve and I decided to go to the Veterans Cemetery to pay our respects then we went to the Museum here at Ft. Campbell. It was fun to learn the history of Ft. Campbell and the 101st Airborne Division. We had a great time looking at the exhibits and finally going out to look at the planes and helicopters. I had a fun taking pictures including the one up top of the flag in front of the Division headquarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve's&lt;/span&gt; favorite was the "warthog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShtbTjdPmGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cCDEwHAP2Q8/s1600-h/IMG_0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShtbTjdPmGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/cCDEwHAP2Q8/s200/IMG_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339962174671394914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; favorite was the UH-1 Cobra. In my picture I'm trying to Grrr like the helicopter but I look kinda scrunchie faced. Steve wanted a picture too... Next to the gun turret it says "Warning gun will fire if rotated by hand." Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Shte6qVWtNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/9FxcavbOFss/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Shte6qVWtNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/9FxcavbOFss/s200/IMG_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339966145067136210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShteOga64ZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ShMSzyoI-Wc/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShteOga64ZI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ShMSzyoI-Wc/s200/IMG_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339965386491879826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve's&lt;/span&gt; absolutest most favorite at the exhibit was what I termed the Heliplane or the Planicopter. It was called Cheyenne something or other and was the fastest heliopter because of it's plane/helicopter design.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Shth-h4ygiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8vjU3xh-XxQ/s1600-h/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Shth-h4ygiI/AAAAAAAAAU0/8vjU3xh-XxQ/s200/IMG_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969510054199842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShtjhmKfWZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/uHvdVbcYERY/s1600-h/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShtjhmKfWZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/uHvdVbcYERY/s200/IMG_0095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339971212009232786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShticocpUyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/NsEU3YM6nFo/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShticocpUyI/AAAAAAAAAU8/NsEU3YM6nFo/s200/IMG_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339970027211281186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                     And&lt;/span&gt; some other random pics...&lt;br /&gt;I Hope everyone enjoyed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memorial Day&lt;/span&gt; and remembered those it truly belonged to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-856757652775815295?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/856757652775815295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=856757652775815295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/856757652775815295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/856757652775815295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-memorial-day.html' title='Happy Memorial Day!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShtaJsgbjxI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rJh3dI1JVrc/s72-c/IMG_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6160317564090753833</id><published>2009-05-19T23:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:48:55.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Updating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShN8bzzqVrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/zYkaCQXbxR4/s1600-h/emergency-arrow-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShN8bzzqVrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/zYkaCQXbxR4/s200/emergency-arrow-sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337746800569374386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I finally got a few minutes that I wasn't falling asleep as soon as my tush hit the couch so I thought I'd update. Well... lots of goings on. For those who didn't already read or know, I recently transferred to the Emergency Room here at Fort Campbell from working at the WTU. Let me tell you it is crazy hectic and there is always something knew. I am learning new stuff everyday on top of the stuff Combat Medics (me) are already required to know. I can't tell you how many times a day I draw blood and start IV's in from infants to the elderly.&lt;br /&gt;Most days tend to blend into another just because of the speed and "hectic-ness" of it all. One day that didn't was and probably never will was my first day. Ahh... the first day... So I was practicing an IV on one of our NCO's and we've backtracked the incident and still to this day are not entirely sure of what happened...Anyway I was withdrawing the needle and holding pressure when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BAM!&lt;/span&gt; the blood literally shot out like in the movies and sprayed the front our my uniform and badge. I quickly stopped it and got a new top but have not lived down the stigma and nickname " Doc Vampire" to this day.&lt;br /&gt;More to Come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-6160317564090753833?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6160317564090753833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6160317564090753833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6160317564090753833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6160317564090753833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-updating.html' title='Finally Updating'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ShN8bzzqVrI/AAAAAAAAAUM/zYkaCQXbxR4/s72-c/emergency-arrow-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8456917237830574932</id><published>2009-05-06T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T06:53:40.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update Time!</title><content type='html'>So Jennie has been after me all week to Blog about my goings on at the EC where I now work. Needless to say things are interesting, funny and challenging. SO at the end of my shift this week I will be posting one crazy post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8456917237830574932?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8456917237830574932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8456917237830574932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8456917237830574932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8456917237830574932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-time.html' title='Update Time!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-9045175053151328350</id><published>2009-04-24T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:35:06.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the Old (But Loved)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SfKStuq6o0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/BmP5IxlUumU/s1600-h/January2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SfKStuq6o0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/BmP5IxlUumU/s200/January2009+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328482623452521282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we say goodbye to a very dear friend, my 1999 VW Jetta. This dear car has seen me through many trips and adventures and will always be remembered as a reliable friend that saw me through hard times. While other cars we breaking down constantly, my Jetta stood by my side. So, I pay tribute to VW and bought another Jetta!  I know, I know, before you sneer and jeer that I should be buying American, I'm sorry. I simply could not find an American product that compared in reliability history or gas mileage (30 MPG). Besides, the dealer and all the service personnel are American workers and my purchase helps them keep a job. :) Anywho, I shall my beloved 1999 but am excited to break in the 2009! Definitely more pictures to come soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SfKLanpTekI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HPPqUhaEglk/s1600-h/newcare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SfKLanpTekI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HPPqUhaEglk/s200/newcare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328474598567803458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-9045175053151328350?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/9045175053151328350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=9045175053151328350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/9045175053151328350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/9045175053151328350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/04/out-with-old-but-loved.html' title='Out with the Old (But Loved)...'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SfKStuq6o0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/BmP5IxlUumU/s72-c/January2009+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1903695679867519077</id><published>2009-04-22T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:37:42.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I tried&lt;/span&gt; to think of ways to contribute today and looked at ways I already do. Small things like reusable bags at the grocery store, rechargeable batteries and those power saving light bulbs all help. Turn off those lights! Don't stand in front of the fridge with the door open idly thinking of a good snack. Car pool! All good and helpful advice. I mean these are all small things that I do and I know granted there are more, but I'll start small. I've got 5 bags of cans to take to the recycle place! Steve got out of it by having a small car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;When I&lt;/span&gt; was younger, I loved to read stories and poems by Shel Silverstein and I thought The Giving Tree fit perfectly for today. It always made me sad when I was a kid. So I loved my environment even then! Plus I added in some pics that I took with my new camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Se_g5KIZowI/AAAAAAAAATk/KcFV7EH--rQ/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Se_g5KIZowI/AAAAAAAAATk/KcFV7EH--rQ/s200/IMG_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327724156779340546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Once there was a giving tree who loved a little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;eryday the boy would come to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Swinging from the branches, sleeping in the shade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Laughing all the summer’s hours away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And so they love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the tree was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the tree was glad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;e boy grew older and one day he came and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Can you give me some money, tree, to buy something I’ve found?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I have no money," said the tree, "Just apples, twigs and leaves."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"But you can take my apples, boy, and sell them in the town."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And so he did and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the tree was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the tree was glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But soon again the boy came back and he said to the tree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I’m now a man and I must have a house that’s all my home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I can’t give you a house" he said, "The forest is my house."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"But you may cut my branches off and build yourself a home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And so he did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the tree was&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the tree was glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And time went by and the boy came back with sadness in his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"My life has turned so cold," he says, "and I need sunny days."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I’ve nothing but my trunk," he says, "But you can cut it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And build yourself a boat and sail away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And so he did and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the tree was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the tree was glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And after years the boy came back, both of them were old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I really cannot help you if you ask for another gift."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I’m nothing but an old stump now. I’m sorry but I’ve nothing more to give"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"I do not need very much now, just a quiet place to rest," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The boy, he whispered, with a weary smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Well", said the tree, "An old stump is still good for that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Come, boy", he said, "Sit down, sit down and rest a while."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And so he did and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the trees was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh, the tree was glad.&lt;/span&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/1180546631926900674-1903695679867519077?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1903695679867519077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1903695679867519077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1903695679867519077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1903695679867519077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Se_g5KIZowI/AAAAAAAAATk/KcFV7EH--rQ/s72-c/IMG_0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-9064114522792597747</id><published>2009-04-15T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:34:40.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember me?</title><content type='html'>My dear friend memory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized today that you left but I can't remember when. You left me without saying goodbye. And in my time of need. So you have forced me to announce how much you suck. You have failed me much in the past and left me lost and and confused after a few of Christy's famous drinks. You led me a stray and even caused me to fail tests.  Many a time I have sat here scratching my head with nothing but a dial tone to fill my thoughts. Therefore I have no choice but to replace you. I plan to buy a small child to remember things for me. Memory, we had our good times but it is time we see other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&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/1180546631926900674-9064114522792597747?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/9064114522792597747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=9064114522792597747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/9064114522792597747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/9064114522792597747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/04/remember-me.html' title='Remember me?'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8835028172459761572</id><published>2009-04-15T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:22:33.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it not Spring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SeaNWK_eknI/AAAAAAAAATc/RGJA4OIaQS0/s1600-h/awesome+shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SeaNWK_eknI/AAAAAAAAATc/RGJA4OIaQS0/s200/awesome+shoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325099021459427954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may think me odd (Haha try not to choke laughing), but I actually love to run (hence the super cool shoes). Yes my face is red, I'm all sweaty, stinky and out of breath when I'm done but it's actually fun. So when the trees started to bloom the little white purple and white flowers and the yellow flowers showed up everywhere I was super excited ( even though the thunderstorms and tornadoes come with it). After having to spend all winter inside I was starting to understand cabin fever! I guess someone forgot to tell mother nature. It has been raining nonstop and then cold as heck. Grr... And I soooo wanted a reason to get those shoes. This is my brand of crack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8835028172459761572?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8835028172459761572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8835028172459761572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8835028172459761572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8835028172459761572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-not-spring.html' title='Is it not Spring?'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SeaNWK_eknI/AAAAAAAAATc/RGJA4OIaQS0/s72-c/awesome+shoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-4132618749063584240</id><published>2009-04-11T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:51:07.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Weeks Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SeAgvOowY8I/AAAAAAAAATM/8170YFixDxw/s1600-h/tornado+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SeAgvOowY8I/AAAAAAAAATM/8170YFixDxw/s200/tornado+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323290755306906562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crazy week. Lately around here, according to some local weather guy, it's been like tornado alley. We keep getting these crazy lines of storms. Last night one blew through that woke me up but I thought it was over. Then, while I was at work I found out another one was coming and I received an email from my commander that there was some storms coming that were producing rotations. I knew my clinics evacuation policy and how to get everyone to safety so I wasn't too concerned. Then the post sirens off. If you've ever heard the air raid sirens they just sound creepy and only mean a small amount of things. Then came the email from the commander that the trailers were evacuated. The hospital was safe (bomb shelter-like) and were were advised to stay away from the windows. Dang...  I kinda wanted to look out the window but got sassed. But that ended up being it. Now if I was home I would have been a ball of nerves ( I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SeAg3gHddCI/AAAAAAAAATU/inkjAMdYMEI/s1600-h/Tornado1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 115px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SeAg3gHddCI/AAAAAAAAATU/inkjAMdYMEI/s200/Tornado1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323290897438045218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; don't like Tornados being that I've never officially been in one) and Steve the level headed one. I think I did well. This is like the 4th time this is happened. But at least now I'm ready! BTW I tried to get Steve to get a picture for me but since there actually was a tornado in his area he was seeking shelter in the bathroom so these are from a news page from our area. Still crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-4132618749063584240?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/4132618749063584240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=4132618749063584240' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4132618749063584240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4132618749063584240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-weeks-happenings.html' title='This Weeks Happenings'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SeAgvOowY8I/AAAAAAAAATM/8170YFixDxw/s72-c/tornado+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3621491914563757833</id><published>2009-04-06T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:34:17.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm not the only one!</title><content type='html'>Ok so if any of you have gotten any of my late night phone call rants 1. I'm sorry and; 2. This is familiar territory. Steve and I were relaxing tonight after my birthday fun and I just had to share. I will preface this in saying that he has never been violent towards me. I sit quietly on the couch and usually watch the action from my front row seat. Case in point: we are now down 1 PS3 controller. Sigh.... Heres the video. Pretty funny. I can actually see me doing the running down the stairs thing. But more on a regular day thing. * Mental note ensure glass in frames are Kim-proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=54604572"&gt;GameFly Commercial "Bad Game" March 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=54604572,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=54604572,t=1,mt=video" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3621491914563757833?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3621491914563757833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3621491914563757833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3621491914563757833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3621491914563757833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-im-not-only-one.html' title='So I&apos;m not the only one!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-5832942570635765856</id><published>2009-04-06T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:30:28.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SdoedTOJYHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/J8L42lJEUfA/s1600-h/starrynightcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SdoedTOJYHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/J8L42lJEUfA/s200/starrynightcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321599398416310386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Today is my birthday and this is as I see it the most perfect cake ever. Never mind the four layers of wheatie-not-so-goodness. Just look at that beautiful art. Van Gogh's night paintings are my favorite and this one is at the top. Hence the choice. So I plan on spending the commencement of my 27th year on this planet just at it began. Sleeping, eating and being generally lazy. Sounds like a great day to me. I am looking forward to tonight's sushi though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-5832942570635765856?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5832942570635765856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5832942570635765856' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5832942570635765856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5832942570635765856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SdoedTOJYHI/AAAAAAAAAS0/J8L42lJEUfA/s72-c/starrynightcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3250638040432157190</id><published>2009-03-29T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:23:13.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-tide-pettiskirt-giveaway.html"&gt;Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are so so super cute. I had to follow suit with Beverly. I can see Ivy wearing one with some rainbow tights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3250638040432157190?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-tide-pettiskirt-giveaway.html' title='Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3250638040432157190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3250638040432157190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3250638040432157190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3250638040432157190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-tide-pettiskirt-giveaway.html' title='Twilight Tide Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-2502578755883480416</id><published>2009-03-29T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:39:15.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve's Randomness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Sc77YkrZGBI/AAAAAAAAASk/i6jssf6qEn8/s1600-h/January2009+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Sc77YkrZGBI/AAAAAAAAASk/i6jssf6qEn8/s200/January2009+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318464609552242706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So following the tradition of John and with the gentle prodding of Kim, I have been encouraged to post my answers to this. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like blue cheese? Ehh... No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever been drunk? Haha Yeah. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you own a gun? Haha Wow again. Anyone who knows me knows the answer to this one. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What flavor of Kool Aid was your favorite? Thinkin Cherry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think of hot dogs? Awesome. A must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Christmas movie? A Christmas Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Milk. Does a body gooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you do push ups? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? I think cameos are pretty. Being a guy people might look at me odd... but they are pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite hobby? Shooting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have A.D.D.? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's your favorite shoe? Sandals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Middle name? Warren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment? I like Tacos, I like Oreo and I love Kim... not in that order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Dr. Pepper, Water and Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Current worry? Worried about Car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Current hate right now? My headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How did you bring in the New Year? Champagne, Pizza and my Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where would you like to go? Montana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Name three people who will complete this? The first three people who have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you own slippers? No.... Wish I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What color shirt are you wearing right now? Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like sleeping on Satin sheets? Yes. They make ya sweat but feel nice against the skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Can you whistle? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite color? Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Would you be a pirate? Yes! I would so be a pirate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What songs do you sing in the shower? I really don't sing in the shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite Girl's Name? Allison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite boy's name? William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What's in your pocket right now? Lint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Last thing that made you laugh? My baby tickle the crap out of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Best bed sheets as a child? Superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Worst injury you've ever had as a child? Broken right arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you love where you live? No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37: What is your favorite mythical character? Superman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Who is your loudest friend? Michael Brandon Alexander Roberts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. How many dogs do you have? None. One crazy cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Does someone have a crush on you? Yes.... my baby I hope. I got a crush on her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your favorite book? Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your favorite candy? Snickers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Favorite Sports Team? Atlanta Braves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Song you want played at your funeral? Omg... Umm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-2502578755883480416?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/2502578755883480416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=2502578755883480416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2502578755883480416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2502578755883480416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/03/steves-randomness.html' title='Steve&apos;s Randomness!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Sc77YkrZGBI/AAAAAAAAASk/i6jssf6qEn8/s72-c/January2009+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-2736716118059940787</id><published>2009-03-28T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:56:19.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay Earth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Sc7jPwgsliI/AAAAAAAAASc/coaKBVopTtk/s1600-h/HPIM2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Sc7jPwgsliI/AAAAAAAAASc/coaKBVopTtk/s200/HPIM2591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318438069830719010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Today was Earth Hour and of course Steve and I participated. We tried to get everything together before it was lights out time so we wouldn't have to go fumbling around in the dark or with a candle like it was the 1800's. Well I forgot there was a good smelling candle upstairs and Steve needed some sniffle medicine. So we ended up using my super crazy bright flashlight to look around (anyone who went backpacking with us will remember this thing). No worries... rechargeable batteries Jennie. If someone happened upon our window they might worry about a break in! But we did our part (even in the smallest way)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-2736716118059940787?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/2736716118059940787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=2736716118059940787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2736716118059940787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2736716118059940787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-earth.html' title='Yay Earth!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/Sc7jPwgsliI/AAAAAAAAASc/coaKBVopTtk/s72-c/HPIM2591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6965870961650940433</id><published>2009-03-24T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:30:06.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stochastic Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mkamking.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6672021055680779705"&gt;Random Questions&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Random questions..... borrowed from Kristy... Jennie and anyone else! Your turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you like blue cheese?Oddly enough... Sometimes yes in small amounts in a salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever been drunk?I had a bad patch in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you own a gun? Oh wow... Steve has like 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What flavor of Kool Aid was your favorite? oh yum cherry and grape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?Nope. Love Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think of hot dogs? Guilty pleasure. DO NOT want to know truly what is in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Christmas movie?Muppet Christmas Carol! Family Tradition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Starbucks. A must to function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you do push ups? Yuppers. But not a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? Hmm don't really wear jewelry. I like the necklaces Steve got me! Can't wear jewelry in uniform tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Favorite hobby? Scrapbooking and making cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have A.D.D.? not that I'm aware of... my thats a pretty bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's your favorite shoe? I love my running shoes and flip flops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Middle name? Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment? I am tired... I can't wait till the weekend... and I'm thirsty. I am seriously focused on immediate needs right now. Normally my thoughts revolve around fanciful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Smart water, Root Beer and Star Bucks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Current worry? Neurosurgery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Current hate right now? people who interrupt me. Seriously. It is getting out of control as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How did you bring in the New Year? Steve at home. Very laid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where would you like to go? Arizona. Always and forever Arizona. I just like home. I love San Fran and other places but hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Name three people who will complete this?Um... not sure, someone and somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you own slippers? Nope. Socks or barefoot is the way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What color shirt are you wearing right now? Purple and white stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you like sleeping on Satin sheets? I thought I would but no. I slip all over the place and they make me way too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Can you whistle?yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite color? You know... I like everything depending on the day but orange.... Purple and pink rock tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Would you be a pirate ?The cool kind with striped shirt and shoulder parrot. Not these new ones who can't behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What songs do you sing in the shower? I only have a few minutes in the shower in the morning so I really don't sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite Girl's Name? McKenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite boy's name? Wyatt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What's in your pocket right now? No pocketts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Last thing that made you laugh? Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Best bed sheets as a child? Probably Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Worst injury you've ever had as a child?Jennie was the one getting hurt as a kid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. Do you love where you live?Um... welll... it's nice and green...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37: What is your favorite mythical character? Mythical like sleeping beauty? Well then that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Who is your loudest friend? April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. How many dogs do you have? Sign. Evil cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Does someone have a crush on you??Hopefully Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your favorite book?I like (like everybody else) the Twilight series but I'm reading Peony in Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What is your favorite candy?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOCOLATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Favorite Sports Team?ASU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Song you want played at your funeral? Dead on arrival by Fall Out Boy... kidding haven't given it much thought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-6965870961650940433?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6965870961650940433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6965870961650940433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6965870961650940433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6965870961650940433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/03/stochastic-questions.html' title='Stochastic Questions'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8051803655234186507</id><published>2009-03-21T09:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:37:24.130-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arizona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Enchantingly delightful Capriciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT7mEfi8XI/AAAAAAAAASU/FQnW0jjnD5Y/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT7mEfi8XI/AAAAAAAAASU/FQnW0jjnD5Y/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315650091663683954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT0Xtl5VxI/AAAAAAAAARM/bE62ZKIUNCM/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT0Xtl5VxI/AAAAAAAAARM/bE62ZKIUNCM/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315642148416739090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I have w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ay too many pictures to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; I recently went home to AZ with Steve and saw my family. I took oodles and oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;dles of pictures! So I just thought I'd pick out a few...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTpLKXjRdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ijQtiHqKsaI/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTpLKXjRdI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ijQtiHqKsaI/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315629838174995922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peeps! Jennie w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as not pleased with the blue mouth and fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTquOYzHzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mdLRV-s7yIY/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTquOYzHzI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mdLRV-s7yIY/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315631540061019954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTrCSBnr0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/YegzCf-jWKc/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTrCSBnr0I/AAAAAAAAAPs/YegzCf-jWKc/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315631884634926914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Family! Well Minus Ivy who couldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;sit still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;, Steve took the picture and Uncle Fred didn't get up in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTsZmrvQtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/S0HO2kzgqiM/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTsZmrvQtI/AAAAAAAAAP8/S0HO2kzgqiM/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315633384828912338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Playing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;at Grandma 'Gees... Ivy found th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;e airvent and Riley found some flags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTtfkz-XmI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ns5wzQjnVY0/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTtfkz-XmI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ns5wzQjnVY0/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315634586917428834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTuH6Q6kNI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FPCJ1MUMC2w/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTuH6Q6kNI/AAAAAAAAAQM/FPCJ1MUMC2w/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315635279870726354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next came Riley's B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;irth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTyG0bJJrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xvesQEXRDJI/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTyG0bJJrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xvesQEXRDJI/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315639659169654450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT05xqDp8I/AAAAAAAAARU/0yk_jqEf0Do/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT05xqDp8I/AAAAAAAAARU/0yk_jqEf0Do/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315642733623486402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScTywXJ57II/AAAAAAAAAQ0/wrfOtowQdiE/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT2IYM_YyI/AAAAAAAAARk/kjR0X6SwPB8/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315644084000351010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT3fQDfQfI/AAAAAAAAARs/U-rN5nxo5CE/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT3fQDfQfI/AAAAAAAAARs/U-rN5nxo5CE/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315645576461631986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My cute little snuggle-bunny... time to say goodbye... :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT6qWmk-CI/AAAAAAAAASM/pyRome1b2WU/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT6qWmk-CI/AAAAAAAAASM/pyRome1b2WU/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315649065732864034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT4-cngSgI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ioMWZO2HOuk/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT4-cngSgI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ioMWZO2HOuk/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315647211921492482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1180546631926900674-8051803655234186507?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8051803655234186507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8051803655234186507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8051803655234186507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8051803655234186507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/03/enchantingly-delightful-capriciousness.html' title='Enchantingly delightful Capriciousness'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/ScT7mEfi8XI/AAAAAAAAASU/FQnW0jjnD5Y/s72-c/March+Showers+and+Flowers+153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8278292386693149088</id><published>2009-03-15T02:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T03:05:49.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conundrum of the Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SbymqB0xXHI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mEpaUmQ6H7I/s1600-h/icicles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SbymqB0xXHI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mEpaUmQ6H7I/s200/icicles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313304901364833394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SbymBFRoz2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/dNDQbVSK88M/s1600-h/March+Showers+and+Flowers+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SbymBFRoz2I/AAAAAAAAAOE/dNDQbVSK88M/s200/March+Showers+and+Flowers+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313304197916577634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love snow but hate the cold and ice that comes with it. This came to mind because yesterday we had a fabulous snow storm (in March!). So around here when it snows I bundle up as tight as I can... dash out... take oodles of pictures and dash back inside. Seems to work well. This year I prepared for winter with gloves, jackets and scarves. I just think snow is so pretty. Last year at the clinic I remember standing outside with my Doc and just listening to the silence that comes with the snow. Almost magical. And almost as magical is Spring! I heart spring and all being able to start running outside again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Starting to snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SbyoAaGipQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6IDPRTZ7Ra8/s1600-h/HPIM2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SbyoAaGipQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6IDPRTZ7Ra8/s200/HPIM2585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313306385350567170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess No BBQ-ing tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SbyoQ3vptHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/8c3vggPaPhk/s1600-h/HPIM2589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SbyoQ3vptHI/AAAAAAAAAOc/8c3vggPaPhk/s200/HPIM2589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313306668185531506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8278292386693149088?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8278292386693149088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8278292386693149088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8278292386693149088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8278292386693149088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/03/conundrum-of-day.html' title='Conundrum of the Day...'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SbymqB0xXHI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mEpaUmQ6H7I/s72-c/icicles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-2592680043856854588</id><published>2009-03-14T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T16:02:03.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too True</title><content type='html'>It's like all wars, I guess. The undertakers are winning. And the politicians who talk about the glory of it. And the old men who talk about the need of it. And the soldiers, well, they just wanna go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;home&lt;/span&gt;. - Charlie Anderson (Shenandoah) talking about the Civil War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have pictures from my trip up shortly. I just thought I'd share this quote... Watched the movie today and it totally rang true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-2592680043856854588?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/2592680043856854588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=2592680043856854588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2592680043856854588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2592680043856854588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-true.html' title='Too True'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-2026371655091841837</id><published>2009-03-01T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:55:30.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecstatic</title><content type='html'>So I am super elated, ticked pink, joyous and pleased as punch! As some of you may know, the day after tomorrow I get to fly with Steve to Arizona to see my family and  my little peanuts Ivy and Riley-Bug! This is a welcome respite as again some of you may or may not know I will soon be having surgery. Again. Sign... let me tell you how elated I am. It's an occipital subcraniectomy. Long story short it's to help my migraines, passing out, chiari malformation, numbness and tingling in my hands and face... I get it on the 16th! So it'll be nice to go home. So I might be out of the loop for the while. I have the probably wear a device and whatnot for awhile...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-2026371655091841837?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/2026371655091841837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=2026371655091841837' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2026371655091841837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2026371655091841837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/03/ecstatic.html' title='Ecstatic'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3121378737981412736</id><published>2009-02-15T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:10:48.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned... This Week...</title><content type='html'>So I had planned on posting this earlier this week as a lesson I learned but it quickly became another lesson I learned. I will explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Do not attempt to use quick drying glue after you take your sleeping medication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Some times after I take my medication I get "inspired." Please help me. Lock   up the supplies. If you decide to glue half asleep you will wake up with your thumb and index finger glued  together. You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. When the wind is gusting outside over 30 mph and you weigh barely 'a buck o' five' DO NOT attempt to run. You will fall. And look like a tooth pick caught in the wind... And pretty darn silly when your butt hits the ground.  No Explanation needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Under NO circumstances should you attempt to blog after you have taken your medication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oh my. Thankfully I remembered the next morning that "Oh, No.. I didn't.. Did I?" It looked like alphabet soup towards the end. It was comical in the beginning but at the end.. made no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;fan&lt;/span&gt; of all this medication.  But hey it's good for a laugh some times and some valuable lessons right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3121378737981412736?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3121378737981412736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3121378737981412736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3121378737981412736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3121378737981412736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/02/lessons-learned-this-week.html' title='Lessons Learned... This Week...'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8964746182855113135</id><published>2009-02-15T12:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:07:40.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I cook... Just not often.. or Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;- No person or animal was harmed in the making of this dinner ... I cannot say the same for my poor oven mitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhdGWAk_4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/Xho9bOLs3I4/s1600-h/February+2009+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhdGWAk_4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/Xho9bOLs3I4/s200/February+2009+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303090924797362050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhg269speI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Sf4DkXTsOnI/s1600-h/February+2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhg269speI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Sf4DkXTsOnI/s200/February+2009+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303095057885996514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;/span&gt; Valentine's Day Steve and I decided to cook dinner for each other. Now, for those of you that know me, you are familiar with my burning water fiasco. Great. Long ago I did&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhhjUgx5pI/AAAAAAAAAM0/y7VkehXjYSY/s1600-h/February+2009+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhhjUgx5pI/AAAAAAAAAM0/y7VkehXjYSY/s200/February+2009+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303095820658271890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have a few successes with shrimp scampi so I thought I'd go with what I knew. We had some red potatoes left over too so I thought I'd make my good-ole garlic mashed potatoes. Everything was going according to plan; I had a rhythm.. shrimp in the broiler, watch the boiling potatoes, watch the boiling asparagus... got it. Ok. Time to take out the shrimp. I needed room to put the hot pan from the oven so I decided to move both the pots to the back burner. Now... By this point I have already mashed my potatoes and am on the home stretch. Just gotta remove the shrimp from the oven. I have banned Steve from the kitchen even though we agreed to cook for each other; I was determined to prove I could cook! Now... just had to actually do it... Ok. So I moved the pots to the back pulled the shrimp out put it on the plate arranged it all pretty... Oh my goodness, I did it! Wait... Whats that smell?? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Aaack!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yeah...I did turn the burner off.. but... They were still very hot. My poor oven Mitt. Never saw&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhkc4lokVI/AAAAAAAAANU/Cc6itOKHLRU/s1600-h/February+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhkc4lokVI/AAAAAAAAANU/Cc6itOKHLRU/s200/February+2009+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303099008618107218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it coming.  Dinner was great though. We had Strawberry's and Cool Whip for Desert. Delicious.. Steve Enjoyed the cool Whip a little too much and of course Oreo became interested as soon as he heard the sound of the Cool whip can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all... It was a wonderful Valentine's Day. We were going to go out of town but oh my... wouldn't you know it... our luck we got sick. So we stayed in. Steve surprised me with a Nintendo DS which I have want&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhibs-1HbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mSd-CJqb2ec/s1600-h/Stevewhipcreme"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhibs-1HbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/mSd-CJqb2ec/s200/Stevewhipcreme" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303096789299436978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed forever! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OVE&lt;/span&gt; it! Love my man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8964746182855113135?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8964746182855113135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8964746182855113135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8964746182855113135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8964746182855113135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cook-just-not-often-or-well.html' title='I cook... Just not often.. or Well'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZhdGWAk_4I/AAAAAAAAAMk/Xho9bOLs3I4/s72-c/February+2009+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8987458977599670584</id><published>2009-02-03T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T00:46:01.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8008 Typed in a calculator spells BOOB.</title><content type='html'>How often have we found ourselves needing to know the time and also needing to know the square of pi? Or having to add large numbers? Enter the calculator watch. Many of us remember this gem from our childhood. I remember it being banned from math classes for it's wonderful ability to gives us a leg up on tests. These days it simply hasn't been able to keep pace with today's current math curriculum but I still find myself longing for the good ole days of slyly clicking away beneath my desk checking the likes of 455*999. Tonight when I saw it on a recent episode of my favorite show, my those happy memories were reignited and I promptly picked up my laptop and began my search. I found many results including one that appeared promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uncrate.com/men/style/watches/paul-frank-calculator-watch/"&gt;http://www.uncrate.com/men/style/watches/paul-frank-calculator-watch/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  But there was one product that caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYkRAyzx5kI/AAAAAAAAAMU/T0RdprUlsp4/s1600-h/felt_calculator_watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYkRAyzx5kI/AAAAAAAAAMU/T0RdprUlsp4/s200/felt_calculator_watch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298785141914723906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty certain it is love at first site. These are keepers... Not necessarily practical but I can not seem to pull my eyes away. I must have both. One for practical purposes such as telling time and adding up spots on the ceiling or times I space out during the day... and one merely because it is awesome. It it is a necessary complement to my awesomeness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYkR9zMXiMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aLglRSbfQlw/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYkR9zMXiMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aLglRSbfQlw/s200/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298786189989873858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days the calculator watch no longer says "I live in my mom's basement." It's no longer for the geeks and pocket-protecting patrons. Oh no. The market has expanded. It's now in the Retro market. I'm there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8987458977599670584?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8987458977599670584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8987458977599670584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8987458977599670584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8987458977599670584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/02/8008-typed-in-calculator-spells-boob.html' title='8008 Typed in a calculator spells BOOB.'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYkRAyzx5kI/AAAAAAAAAMU/T0RdprUlsp4/s72-c/felt_calculator_watch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1714293631128518283</id><published>2009-02-01T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:59:35.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim-Sicle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297871124667705266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYXRt_OeJ7I/AAAAAAAAALk/VskUz-gKUZQ/s200/Frozen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So it finally decided to snow! And freeze... Many of you may have heard on the news about this huge ice storm that rolled through&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYXUsEh0faI/AAAAAAAAAME/ODIfcbnWe_E/s1600-h/January2009+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297874390266183074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYXUsEh0faI/AAAAAAAAAME/ODIfcbnWe_E/s200/January2009+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here. At Fort Campbell at least the ice storm that came through a few months ago was worse, but this one hit some of my coworkers up north pretty bad. But this time it snowed pretty good. Like I've said many times, I don't like the cold. But I don't mind it if I can run outside for a second, catch a few snowflakes on my tongue and run back in. In the morning it started out raining then everything it froze (hence the first picture). It got pretty bad caused the roads that had previously been wet from the rain were now huge sheets of ice. And then it snowed for a couple hours. Alot of people didn't have to come in to work but I got labeled as essential personnel so had to come in and stay. I got to watch &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYXTb-fJ_NI/AAAAAAAAALs/Bh8agl561dA/s1600-h/January2009+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297873014254861522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYXTb-fJ_NI/AAAAAAAAALs/Bh8agl561dA/s200/January2009+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to snow tho!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYXT_o9nq_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/rc1zZ-NQiag/s1600-h/January2009+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297873626952346610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYXT_o9nq_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/rc1zZ-NQiag/s200/January2009+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/1180546631926900674-1714293631128518283?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1714293631128518283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1714293631128518283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1714293631128518283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1714293631128518283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/02/kim-sicle.html' title='Kim-Sicle'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SYXRt_OeJ7I/AAAAAAAAALk/VskUz-gKUZQ/s72-c/Frozen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-2632950545983333260</id><published>2009-01-29T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:22:19.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat + Couch = Squished Kittie</title><content type='html'>As bad as it sounds I swear it was not on purpose. So lately I've been making cards and doing scrapbooking. The other day I went to Hobby Lobby and bought a couple of spools of ribbon. Oreo made quick work of this ribbon and while we were at work one day played with it and hid it somewhere. So I went and bought some more. Coming home tonight I see again the bag pulled off the table, paper on the floor and the ribbon nowhere to be found. So I figure maybe he's knocked it under the couch. Steve is nice enough to lift up the couch so I can look under there. Success! Some of the ribbon I just bought and some from a while ago! Booger. And about 4 Chapsticks... and pens... little turd. So I scoot out from under the couch as Steve slowly lowers it... just then I realize that while under there I saw Oreo batting around some of his toys that had ended up under there. Just as the couch hit the floor I ask Steve "where's Oreo?", and instantly see a tail twitching angrily from under the couch... oh man. Steve immediately lifts it back up and we see Oreo crouching down looking confused still attempting to get his toys. Thankfully all was well... on the underside of the couch it's like a big air pocket so I don't think any long term harm was done... although he did run into the wall trying to catch his ball...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-2632950545983333260?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/2632950545983333260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=2632950545983333260' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2632950545983333260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2632950545983333260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/cat-couch-squished-kittie.html' title='Cat + Couch = Squished Kittie'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-9156741535256386763</id><published>2009-01-28T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T21:20:00.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldies but Goodies</title><content type='html'>Why does the AMC channel play newer movies and sci-fi? What happened to the Movie Classic part? I miss the good ole' black and whites and movies from the 40's, 50's and 60's. When I used to sit down and what movies with my family, my Dad would often turn to this channel first. If you don't have satellite you're kinda limited on your choices for the oldies. Gone are the days of the grand epics and memorable actors/actresses. Yes I am aware of TMC and they do have a good selection... but maybe "Classic" is not the correct word to use when the majority of the movies are from the 80's and newer. Now, I'm all about some 80's movies, 90's are great as well! But gosh darn it! I do miss movies like Gone with Wind, Breakfast At Tiffany's, North by Northwest... I'm sure you see the trend. Sigh... Down I step from my soapbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-9156741535256386763?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/9156741535256386763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=9156741535256386763' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/9156741535256386763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/9156741535256386763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/oldies-but-goodies.html' title='Oldies but Goodies'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3568060917007966758</id><published>2009-01-27T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:34:04.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things About Little Ole Moi</title><content type='html'>1. I Hate the little crumbs at the bottom of a bag of potato chips. Can not, will not eat. Steve is my little garbage disposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have a younger sister and an older sister that totally rock. My brother in law is the best any one could ever hope for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a devil cat named Oreo that could never be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love white cotton socks fresh out of the package. I will buy new socks just so I can have a pair of new ones on hand... If I get manly looking ones Steve'll take my hand-me-downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Once again I own a car that I can't drive... even worse I am shopping for a new car. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Like I've said before. Coldness and I ARE NOT friends. Not even acquaintances. I think it is horrible to be cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When I am nervous I talk super fast. Like super super motor mouth fast. The more nervous I get the louder and faster I get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I just started making cards and doing scrapbooking. Lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love playing mindless-time-wasting games like Diner Dash and the Sims. Wii rocks cuz I love Mario games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I am seriously working on my New Years procrastinating Resolution... yet my Homework still remains by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When Someone speaks to me in a language I don't understand I smile and say No alot... I figure it's a universal word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Some of the funniest things I've ever seen involve someone falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I always have chapstick in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I prefer Star Trek over Star Wars. I figure it's the lesser of 2 evils. I don't go to conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I know my Dad definitely hung the moon and my mom completely rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I am a combat medic in the US Army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I love that Steve and I still go on dates and have game nights. He definitely keeps life fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I take pictures of everything. I mean EVERYTHING. You never know what could be a good picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I have a niece Ivy and a nephew Riley. Ivy is a fabulous little lady and Riley it my adorable little prince. They keep me motivated everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. This year I get my ACLS and EMT-I with the Army and will be turning in my PA packet. I am completely passionate about medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I suffer from occasional seizures. I have pretty much nailed down the warning signs so I can let Steve know ahead of time. I still get surprised though (hence the no driving).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I am a hopeless romantic and always look at life with optimism. I wake up every day choosing to be in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I love to read. I just finished reading Some short stories by Jack London so I think I'll hop on the bandwagon and finish the Twilight series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I've had some friends since I was 6 years old and some since I was 12. I am making it my goal to keep them in my life. I believe friends and family come above all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I really love my life. Yup. That'll just about sum it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Turn!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3568060917007966758?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3568060917007966758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3568060917007966758' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3568060917007966758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3568060917007966758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/25-things-about-little-ole-moi.html' title='25 Things About Little Ole Moi'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7215515288251277509</id><published>2009-01-20T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:22:44.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Delightful Randomness</title><content type='html'>So Steve and I were watching the movie Alien today which started inevitable conversations... first topic: Self Destruct Options. You see this offered on so many movies but not in real life. So next time I buy a new car I plan on asking the sales guy if they offer a self destruct option. I can imagine why this may be a bad idea initially (think numerous cars exploding on the highway). But I have an answer: Aliens. The self destruct option will be extremely useful in the case of an unfriendly alien attack on the family minivan. Think about it. This may catch on. Also this can lead to other uses : Carnies, backseat drivers, cousins that you're not particularly attached to... For a not so definitive choice the ejection seat is always an option; albeit played out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thought posed of the night came from the kitty. The cat Jones is awesome. That cat knew all. I mean if that one guy paid attention he may have been in a better place. Also, in the end kitty was on display for the Alien like a Kitty buffet under glass. But no dice; not impressed. Key to survival in space? Cat. That and guns. Mainly Guns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we need to find a hobby that catches and holds our attention... amateur time travel is always an option.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-7215515288251277509?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7215515288251277509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7215515288251277509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7215515288251277509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7215515288251277509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-delightful-randomness.html' title='More Delightful Randomness'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7279356603302424130</id><published>2009-01-20T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:53:41.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you may or may not know....</title><content type='html'>1. I love Robot Chicken&lt;br /&gt;2.  There is nothing better than a good fart ... especially when you have others locked in the car with you.&lt;br /&gt;3.  When I was a kid I loved playing with He-man dolls.. but hated He-man. My favorite charactor was Skeletor. He has style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold The Best of Both Worlds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="JavaScript"&gt;var sid=134;var vid=10421;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.networkn3.com/scripts/vplay4-start-paused.js" language="JavaScript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-7279356603302424130?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7279356603302424130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7279356603302424130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7279356603302424130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7279356603302424130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-you-may-or-may-not-know.html' title='Things you may or may not know....'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3443028051437072124</id><published>2009-01-17T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T00:15:06.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargic Cream Filled Cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK4zImkeFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MkYhTBBQCmw/s1600-h/January2009+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 111px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK4zImkeFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MkYhTBBQCmw/s200/January2009+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292495700735850578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Known as Lazy Oreo. He is gradually becoming a lazy Double-stuffed Oreo. Like I said before I am adamantly keeping the kitty talk to a minimum as I do not want to appear like a crazy cat lady. But, as I currently only own one cat that I do not dress up, talk to or take to kitty shows, I think merely mentioning his little antics is reasonable. So recently as many of you know, Steve and I returned from a trip to visit my family in Arizona. Oh, my. Apparently he was quite the cantankerous kittie while we were gone and proceeded to open all of my friends' presents and try to disassembel their tree. Nice. When we got home he let us know how upset he was. At first he was nice and purrlicious (I think to see if we would leave again). Then he was back to his old antics. First as soon as I started to unpack my suitcase he was in it claiming it as his own. He attacked us as we would walk past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK5IWKpbbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/soxFLOl8hDo/s1600-h/January2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK5IWKpbbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/soxFLOl8hDo/s200/January2009+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292496065154084274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK5pETIIeI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5yjW5HVSOiE/s1600-h/January2009+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 117px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK5pETIIeI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5yjW5HVSOiE/s200/January2009+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292496627293495778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later on, we went shopping and as usual used the reusable bags. Oh my. Steve put one in the corner of the kitchen when he was done unloading it. Next thing we knew, Oreo was inside, dragging to the center of the kitchen making it his very own kittie cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK6ffyeiYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AVKxBnSTdzg/s1600-h/January2009+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK6ffyeiYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/AVKxBnSTdzg/s200/January2009+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292497562385680770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK6HzC2cLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/r7lIs6eweYs/s1600-h/January2009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK6HzC2cLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/r7lIs6eweYs/s200/January2009+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292497155237769394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and attacking us as we walked past. At least he keeps us entertained. What can I say.. the little demon is growing on me... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3443028051437072124?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3443028051437072124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3443028051437072124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3443028051437072124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3443028051437072124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/lethargic-cream-filled-cookie.html' title='Lethargic Cream Filled Cookie'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK4zImkeFI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MkYhTBBQCmw/s72-c/January2009+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3298333839102160610</id><published>2009-01-17T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:56:33.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't Your Mom Ever Warn You About Having An Open Flame?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK2FUPATEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1bL8UY3FM7c/s1600-h/January2009+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK2FUPATEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1bL8UY3FM7c/s200/January2009+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292492714560998466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. As the title suggests.. tonight was Steve's night. It had started innocently enough.. we had recently returned home after running errands and he was about to settle in to play his new video game. Well he recently had a sour tummy an needlessly to say I had asked him&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK2QE6_D9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/G7h_2Ik5Xjs/s1600-h/January2009+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK2QE6_D9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/G7h_2Ik5Xjs/s200/January2009+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292492899429060562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to light a candle and it happened to be those trio-candle-thingies. Well when Steve goes to play his game he sets up my flatscreen on the table so I can still watch TV on the the bigger tv. He had bent over to grab his PS3 when he says he smelled something funny... he then said he heard that sound of hair burning and then his head getting kinda warm..Poor honey... Then when he went to sit down in his chair he somehow managed to kick himself in his jibblets. Not his night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3298333839102160610?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3298333839102160610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3298333839102160610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3298333839102160610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3298333839102160610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/didnt-your-mom-ever-warn-you-about.html' title='Didn&apos;t Your Mom Ever Warn You About Having An Open Flame?'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SXK2FUPATEI/AAAAAAAAAKE/1bL8UY3FM7c/s72-c/January2009+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-3909629716775534479</id><published>2009-01-15T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:51:42.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't Sign Up for this....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SW_CWN5uoJI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/byLqTkAIwUc/s1600-h/ice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SW_CWN5uoJI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/byLqTkAIwUc/s200/ice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291661774128324754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I did... so tonight the forecast is for 3 degrees. Oh My Goodness. I am not a fan of cold. I don't hide this fact. Today the temperature outside was 18 degrees. My goodness. Being a Native of the WARM state of Arizona this is an unknown frigid time for me. Ugh. You will never see a faster dash than a cold Kim from the car to the front door of the hospital. I reiterate. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3 DEGREES.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh and it feels like -1!&lt;/span&gt; Inhumane. I digress... I am officially refusing to leave my house tomorrow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-3909629716775534479?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/3909629716775534479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=3909629716775534479' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3909629716775534479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/3909629716775534479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-didnt-sign-up-for-this.html' title='I didn&apos;t Sign Up for this....'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SW_CWN5uoJI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/byLqTkAIwUc/s72-c/ice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-5683072005985688608</id><published>2009-01-12T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:31:51.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I like Pictures... Oh and Answering Tags</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWvdiqCxcTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/b9mHpWynxyw/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290565774747988274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWvdiqCxcTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/b9mHpWynxyw/s200/Christmas+2008+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1. Started your own blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Played in a band- Drumline!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Held a Praying Mantis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Sang a solo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch- The art of scratching?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Been to the Statue of Liberty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa at the Louvre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Slept on a train -Disneyland train to be exact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Had a pillow fight- who hasn't?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Built a sn&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWvgXCRK2EI/AAAAAAAAAI0/WhDEDxGCobo/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ow fort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill- oh man lost count!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;25. Held a lamb &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWvpZnZ8w1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/6mz_4jS35bI/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290578813560603474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWvpZnZ8w1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/6mz_4jS35bI/s200/Christmas+2008+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Gone skinny Dipping- Now thats a prett image huh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors-um... been to Provo and my Dad's hometown...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Seen an Amish community- Well.. Close. Menonite...They got the carts and the hats!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language- Klingon! HAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant- It was a sidewalk cafe and he was homeless... I'm not a psycho stalker I swear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight - Canyon Lake...I Remember Jennie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance- Ugh... Sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. Gone dee&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWvgqkZ2ttI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9RgD9YSVBRg/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290569209208026834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWvgqkZ2ttI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9RgD9YSVBRg/s200/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p sea fishing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Been in a movie- Oh man no one is supposed to know bout that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Started a business -See #55 Haha Kidding...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason- From my Honey and I buy them for the house just cause...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;67. Bounced a check- &lt;strong&gt;Float like a butterfly...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWv2NNJDvxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kgLEtKzwCZU/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290592894003166994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWv2NNJDvxI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kgLEtKzwCZU/s200/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;68. &lt;strong&gt;Flown in a helicopter- Air Assault! Haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Tied a quilt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;77. Broken a Bone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;80. Published a book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;81.Visited the Vatican&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86 Visited the White House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating- Fish count&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88. Had chickenpox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Saved someone's life- Yes sir... thats my job...Medic!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290596884527371186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWv51fAK07I/AAAAAAAAAJs/k7HHjL9ZClA/s200/CombatMedicPhoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;John McCain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;92. Joined a book club- Does Oprah's Count?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Owned a cell phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100. Visited Italy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1180546631926900674-5683072005985688608?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5683072005985688608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5683072005985688608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5683072005985688608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5683072005985688608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/because-i-like-pictures-oh-and.html' title='Because I like Pictures... Oh and Answering Tags'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWvdiqCxcTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/b9mHpWynxyw/s72-c/Christmas+2008+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-4634143932358234307</id><published>2009-01-06T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:02:39.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Onesies, Mittens and other Delightful Dorkiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWQ0Uz4-BYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Tp9lPs-XRgQ/s1600-h/awesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWQ0Uz4-BYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Tp9lPs-XRgQ/s200/awesome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288409394570986882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a well known fact that when I become bored I find interesting things on the internet. Newest fantastic find? Onesies. Not the baby kind. Onesies for adults. These musings started one night after Steve curled up in a cute ball on the couch and the inevitable blanket war ensued between the toes, chin and a much to short blanket.. and then the horror... what happens when you have to visit the powder room? Got ya covered there too! Life is complete! Almost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWQ1D87A_yI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hFTu-_wkLws/s1600-h/omg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 80px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWQ1D87A_yI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hFTu-_wkLws/s200/omg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288410204449341218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWRFWLJLUrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rQc8voxe3Pg/s1600-h/Mittens%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWRFWLJLUrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rQc8voxe3Pg/s200/Mittens%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288428109690524338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search continued... My face and hands were still cold and lonely... in comes the adorably wonderful &lt;a href="http://www.smitten.com/"&gt;Smitten Mittens!   &lt;/a&gt;And for those men on your list who may not have gotten all they wanted on Christmas this last one is sure to take the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?ref=sr_gallery_18&amp;amp;listing_id=18774642"&gt;The Bearded Ski Mask&lt;/a&gt; is way past it's time and is on my Christmas list!This one needs no explanation. Simply follow the line and prepare to giggle. Maybe it's time I crack open my homework book! Hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-4634143932358234307?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/4634143932358234307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=4634143932358234307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4634143932358234307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4634143932358234307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/onesies-mittens-and-other-delightful.html' title='Onesies, Mittens and other Delightful Dorkiness'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SWQ0Uz4-BYI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Tp9lPs-XRgQ/s72-c/awesome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-5895323654086451882</id><published>2009-01-06T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:07:42.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terror and a Basketball-Sized Chocolate Mudbaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="400" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3" valign="top" width="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.spikedhumor.com/images/vcleft.gif" width="5" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="390" height="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.spikedhumor.com/images/vctop.gif" width="390" height="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td rowspan="3" valign="top" width="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.spikedhumor.com/images/vcright.gif" width="5" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" height="273"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.spikedhumor.com/player/vcplayer.swf?file=http://www.spikedhumor.com/videocodes/110874/data.xml&amp;amp;auto_play=false" quality="high" scale="noscale" bgcolor="#000000" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="100%" align="middle" height="100%"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" height="22"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spikedhumor.com/articles/110874/Robot-Chicken.html" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.spikedhumor.com/images/vcbot.gif" width="390" border="0" height="22" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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Mudbaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Constantia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; color: rgb(194, 214, 155);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A humongous Piece of Sh**. Always look before you percolate some butt coffee, for this hidden danger could be lurking in the next stall... A dimension not only of sight and smell but of grime. There is a sign post up ahead: Next Stall- The Turd Burglar Zone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I truly almost peed my pants. This is what Steve and I do when we are bored.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-5895323654086451882?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5895323654086451882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5895323654086451882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5895323654086451882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5895323654086451882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/terror-and-basketball-sized-chocolate.html' title='Terror and a Basketball-Sized Chocolate Mudbaby'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1143681660154391802</id><published>2009-01-01T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:26:36.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to 2009!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! Okay so my postings are coming in groups and this is the last one today I swear. Steve and I decided for New Years to have a good Ole' Low Key Redneck New Years! Hence the Picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV16A2WvxqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JYBHNV7Kt2c/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286515692612339362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV16A2WvxqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JYBHNV7Kt2c/s200/Christmas+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We rang in the New Year together with some bubbly, Pizza, firecrackers and some poppers. It was nice to lay low together this year. Even Oreo partook of the festivities! No worries... It's just water. He was still plenty interested though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV168ClwjsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/haRjrnRtQ9o/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286516709508812482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV168ClwjsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/haRjrnRtQ9o/s200/Christmas+2008+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV17GH7zFmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/KB5hN6HXBkg/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286516882742122082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV17GH7zFmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/KB5hN6HXBkg/s200/Christmas+2008+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course it was followed by the traditional New Years toast and Kiss! It was super cold out so (in the 'teens!) so we were wearing beanies. From house to yours&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy New Years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV19EVYzJ-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/R1_cmiNyvCI/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286519051016939490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV19EVYzJ-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/R1_cmiNyvCI/s200/Christmas+2008+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV18x3mr4MI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XI5k4mdRa90/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286518733784473794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV18x3mr4MI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XI5k4mdRa90/s200/Christmas+2008+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV17GH7zFmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/KB5hN6HXBkg/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-1143681660154391802?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1143681660154391802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1143681660154391802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1143681660154391802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1143681660154391802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-2009.html' title='Welcome to 2009!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV16A2WvxqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JYBHNV7Kt2c/s72-c/Christmas+2008+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-2050208775421388249</id><published>2009-01-01T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:35:45.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Ways to Keep Busy in 09</title><content type='html'>In addition to the infamous year end review it's time for the favored resolutions. I found it too hard to narrow down to 1 so I decided in honor of the year 09 the make it a rounded out 9. So, with no further adieu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop Procrastinating.. starting tomorrow. Just kidding. I really need to work on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Organize. Organize. Organize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Start dating more. Think Steve will mind? Once again joke. Really want to make our minimum monthly dates a priority again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get going on all my scrapbooking. This one should not be hard at all. I got lots of goodies for Christmas and I'm super excited to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stay in touch with old friends and family. This one is substantially significant as friends and family are super important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV1xO4wyByI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RQn0WvLG6VU/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV1xO4wyByI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RQn0WvLG6VU/s200/Christmas+2008+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286506038171928354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV1yEiaIHtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OGj8X-Y621M/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV1yEiaIHtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OGj8X-Y621M/s200/Christmas+2008+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286506959884263122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do more outdoorsy stuff... hiking, camping, backpacking etc. All the stuff I love to do yet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROCRASTINATE&lt;/span&gt; and always miss the opportunity (See the trend?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV1r7SqH-II/AAAAAAAAAGE/ldStLiw7PX8/s1600-h/camping2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV1r7SqH-II/AAAAAAAAAGE/ldStLiw7PX8/s200/camping2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286500203967805570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Get all my finances in order and pay off few credit cards. This one is definitely do-able. Not a fan of the plastic. Planning on buying a new car too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV1zssE47HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dqqDwVPws4E/s1600-h/tiguan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV1zssE47HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dqqDwVPws4E/s200/tiguan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286508749185936498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Read more. And not just my homework... not to say homework isn't important (number 1 will take care of that) but there are sooo many books out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have more me time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO.... Now Tag your it!!! Especially Jennie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-2050208775421388249?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/2050208775421388249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=2050208775421388249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2050208775421388249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2050208775421388249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2009/01/9-ways-to-keep-busy-in-09.html' title='9 Ways to Keep Busy in 09'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SV1xO4wyByI/AAAAAAAAAGM/RQn0WvLG6VU/s72-c/Christmas+2008+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-4358343352839621986</id><published>2008-12-31T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:54:46.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (Almost) New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SVwiXneXqgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eM6Nmez9uLc/s1600-h/huginsnow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SVwiXneXqgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eM6Nmez9uLc/s320/huginsnow.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286137851754818050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it time for the traditional Year-in-Review. I hope that this is finding everyone in good spirits and good health. Steve and I have just recently returned from our Christmas trip to Arizona where he met my family for the first time. I'll say it went swimmingly. I'm happy to report that he spoke to my mom and dad and asked if he could ask for my hand in marriage! He even divulged his ideas for the actual proposal to my dad but is keeping those plans top secret. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;So back to my year-in-review. We've both met each others families this year and the meetings went well on both sides. Steve got promoted to SSG this year and I was made cadre and was put in charge of the warrior care clinic and made medical NCO for our company. We took our first trip; both road and by air together this year and gained a cat named Oreo. Our year anniversary was in November and hope to have many more! Steve enjoys his video games when he is not working and looks forward to getting more! I look forward to playing my little games and (honestly) doing homework. We both go home as often as we can but as both pretty busy with work. &lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to 2009!! We've already got plenty of plans in the works. Steve has 2 MONTHS of training scheduled March-April at Fort Huachuca. Yikes! I'll be flying out for Rileys b-day in February then riding out with Steve in March. We'll be going backpacking in Az before steve has to go to Southern Az for training. Then I'll most likely fly out for my b-day in April. Lots to do already! &lt;br /&gt;Well Happy New Year! Lots of Love from an AZ girl lost in Kentucky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-4358343352839621986?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/4358343352839621986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=4358343352839621986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4358343352839621986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4358343352839621986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-almost-new-year.html' title='Happy (Almost) New Year!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SVwiXneXqgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eM6Nmez9uLc/s72-c/huginsnow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7212864137457452927</id><published>2008-12-28T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:27:34.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Festivities and Whatnot</title><content type='html'>Hello All! Here I am after visiting from my wonderful Arizona home with Steve and having loved every semi-warm minute of it. I loved every second of it and took a heap of pictures. On Christmas Eve Jennie did her normal get-together with the family with all sorts of goodies. We played holiday bingo again this year which was a lot of fun. It was fabulous to see my friend Christy again. Christmas morning we went over to my Mom's house where she had made up warm muffins, rolls and baked apples. Of course she had a warm fire going. That night we all went to my Dad's house where he made dinner which included his famous homemade Oyster Stew. Fan-Fricken-tastic. On the 28th-ish we took our snow trip up to northern Arizona. We actually didn't have to go that far past Pine/Strawberry to find snow. We just kinda turned a corner and it was like a snow bomb exploded. It was Riley's first time in the snow but Ivy soon remembered how to successfully peg people in the head. Steve was really good at finding the deep patches of snow. Mom brought along the hot cocoa and Jennie brought cheese and crackers. All in all it was a great day. I loved just playing with Ivy and Riley and playing Wii marathons with John (and whooping Karens but at MarioKart Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-69.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731709432169&amp;amp;site=widget-69.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731709432169&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-69.slide.com/p1/3242591731709432169/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731709432169&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-69.slide.com/p2/3242591731709432169/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3242591731709432169&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-69.slide.com/p4/3242591731709432169/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1180546631926900674-7212864137457452927?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7212864137457452927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7212864137457452927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7212864137457452927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7212864137457452927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-festivities-and-whatnot.html' title='Christmas Festivities and Whatnot'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-7514753460658771701</id><published>2008-12-12T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:05:14.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrr!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SUMlQaBcrzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sgYE3MVDkxE/s1600-h/Fierce!"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279104152001883954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SUMlQaBcrzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sgYE3MVDkxE/s200/Fierce!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture I sent Steve. He is in North Carolina this weekend with his brother. He texted me to tell me that they were in a limo on the way to dinner. I promptly hit #3 on my speed dial and got Outback. They know me by name. Ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1180546631926900674-7514753460658771701?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/7514753460658771701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=7514753460658771701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7514753460658771701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/7514753460658771701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/12/grrrr.html' title='Grrrr!!!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SUMlQaBcrzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sgYE3MVDkxE/s72-c/Fierce!' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-9039179105052710181</id><published>2008-12-07T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T15:24:49.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's wrong to laugh when kids fall... right?</title><content type='html'>This the video I promised Jennie... What did I say about when people fall? Even the little ones is funny. No worries she didn't get hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b9d7faa02b931c73" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9d7faa02b931c73%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331912211%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C8357696075DD4149BD1B3A647B21FF7326B149.552B3348C16DD47F33B5D6CE220B5FABB0CE6ED3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9d7faa02b931c73%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DftNspLk68wSp5OHpv1OJGu7GB_w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9d7faa02b931c73%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331912211%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C8357696075DD4149BD1B3A647B21FF7326B149.552B3348C16DD47F33B5D6CE220B5FABB0CE6ED3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9d7faa02b931c73%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DftNspLk68wSp5OHpv1OJGu7GB_w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-9039179105052710181?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b9d7faa02b931c73&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/9039179105052710181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=9039179105052710181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/9039179105052710181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/9039179105052710181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-wrong-to-laugh-when-kids-fall-right.html' title='It&apos;s wrong to laugh when kids fall... right?'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-5059876422489161602</id><published>2008-12-07T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:55:37.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The whole kittencaboodle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So Karen almost peed her pants and Liz thought it was cool... so here is my actual complete profile... myspace lets you post as much as you want so I wrote the whole thing there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/STws07hLZII/AAAAAAAAAEI/vWqHReZ341A/s1600-h/eeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/STws07hLZII/AAAAAAAAAEI/vWqHReZ341A/s200/eeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277142151213048962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m kind of a big deal… Oh yeah. People know me. I know people. I’m from the great state of AZ. I currently live at Ft. Campbell, KY and make that place fricking fabulous.  I loooove to travel. I am addicted to shopping and Barqs Root Beer oh and those little gummy cherries. I love hiking, backpacking and canoeing. I believe God made someone special for everyone: I am no longer accepting applications. I'm head over heals- stupid-crazy-in love with Steve. This man makes my heart skip a beat, keeps me laughing and always on my toes... perfect. I’m learning to cook. I completely love steak and chocolate but not necessarily together.  I’m a night owl but am annoyingly perky in the early morning hours. I feel guilty if I sleep past 11am. I hate folding laundry so I hang most of it. Dancing in the rain takes style. When all my panties are in the wash I go commando. I’m addicted to cherry chapstick. I thinks it's hilarious when someone falls. I like to play in the mud. I love to laugh and smile ALL THE TIME. I love hanging out with my family especially my niece and nephew. My sister is my best friend.  I am organized to an annoying point. I love school and taking endless classes when I get bored. I say sorry too much. Hugs are necessary for good health. I hate the bottom of a bag of potato chips so Steve always has to finish off the bags for me. I love coffee… any way shape or form. When I get cupcakes I lick off the icing but hide the cake in the trashcan so I can get more icing. I love wearing big sweaters and wrapping up in blankets on a cold day. I actually like running but am allergic to flutter kicks and pushups. I love my abs and actually like my body. I’m a bitchin combat medic. I love sticking people with needles and wrapping them up with tape. When I grow up I wanna be a doctor and still be in love with my husband even after 50 years. I will age gracefully. I can watch ER over and over. I watch Full House. I don’t think that it is bad to be conceited- Gotta love yourself first! Then others will follow. I believe taking pictures of yourself can be an art… some art is ugly. I love my niece and nephew more than anything. My sister is my hero! My dad makes me giggle and my mom rocks. My idea of heaven is San Francisco and room service. Tube tops and spandex are the work of the devil.  I have a thing about wearing someone else's clothes. I don't like thrift stores; If you didn't want it I won't either. Gap is my weakness. Black and white photography is beautiful. I love the heat. I take pictures of everything. I call people honey and sweetie cuz it’s cute. I believe in God.  I am fearless and I love myself! I am bold, random, unique, adorable, spontaneous, thankful, loud, crazy and proper. I still believe in being a lady. Life is too short to worry about the small stuff... so be silly, have fun and love. Love with all your heart and never look back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-5059876422489161602?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5059876422489161602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5059876422489161602' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5059876422489161602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5059876422489161602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/12/whole-kittencaboodle.html' title='The whole kittencaboodle'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/STws07hLZII/AAAAAAAAAEI/vWqHReZ341A/s72-c/eeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-5857962684960022793</id><published>2008-11-29T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T17:18:14.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting on the Fat Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So Steve and I just got back from our little road trip from his brother's house for Thanksgiving. It was pretty cool. I love road trips. It took about 8 hours to get there though. On the way down I slept most of the way. I kept just dozing off randomly while I was reading... it was crazy. We left around 0300 our time and got to Ft. Bragg around 1300. We did stop at a this rest stop that had a pretty overlook and took a few pictures. It was pretty chilly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274206766069649634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/STG_HBuLEOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-4Pe18pEJH4/s320/Thanksgiving+2008+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274206051579976034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/STG-dcCj2WI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZirQRaMo4R0/s200/Thanksgiving+2008+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274206044954740530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/STG-dDW-xzI/AAAAAAAAADs/-xt8LqAUetQ/s200/Thanksgiving+2008+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I chowed down on as much wheat-free goodness as I could. I tried to sneak a spoonful of the stuffing; trying all the while to ignore the memories of the inevitable stomach pains that would plague me later on, but Steve caught me. So I stuck to heapfuls of turkey, mashed potatoes, acorn squash (plenty of that for me; I've noticed a trend in the south away from healthy food), a cranberry concoction and deviled eggs. Yum. I had a nice conversation with Rebecca's (Steve's sister-in-law)mother and father. But after that I was kinda left to myself. Which is kinda normal I guess for a new person to a family. Everyone is getting caught up on the the years happenings and of course reminiscing so I kind of sat on the couch and smiled. I wanted Steve to have plenty of his time with his brother, whom I know he misses alot. I did miss being home but I'll see everyone for Christmas and they'll get to meet Steve so I'm super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274204009805614258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/STG8ml1njLI/AAAAAAAAADc/6mlart4i3LI/s200/Thanksgiving+2008+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Steve (on the right) and his older brother Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274203402008944018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/STG8DNnmXZI/AAAAAAAAADU/6lFZAhGbL6o/s200/Thanksgiving+2008+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Steve with his niece Olivia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Olivia is a cutie-patootie. She is a few weeks older than Riley, my nephew. All in all I had a pretty good time.. Too bad we had to leave the next day, supposedly a storm was coming so we had to hurry home. But we might get snow! So hopefully more pictures to come!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-5857962684960022793?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5857962684960022793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5857962684960022793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5857962684960022793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5857962684960022793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/11/putting-on-fat-pants.html' title='Putting on the Fat Pants'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/STG_HBuLEOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-4Pe18pEJH4/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2008+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-1212609889657648946</id><published>2008-11-21T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:20:41.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Cat Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok So apparently I've been tagged for this 4th of the 4th picture thingie... And it's a picture of my crazy cat. Now this is like my 6th picture of the goober... I worry I'll look like a crazy lat who only talks about her cat.. truly that is not me... SOOOOO here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271281088114017330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SSdaOKBFRDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/L3vnVKPI6Oo/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Oreo in a Shopping bag. Most cats freak out and run away but Oreo would not let me take it off... just wore it around like a cape. Little weirdo... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TAG Anyone else!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-1212609889657648946?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/1212609889657648946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=1212609889657648946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1212609889657648946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/1212609889657648946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/11/crazy-cat-lady.html' title='Crazy Cat Lady'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SSdaOKBFRDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/L3vnVKPI6Oo/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6466474799826797089</id><published>2008-11-16T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:40:07.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So sweet I need a Dentist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SSCgSqmGWfI/AAAAAAAAACs/6ZLXWiZa9tM/s1600-h/Kimandsteve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269387806555658738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SSCgSqmGWfI/AAAAAAAAACs/6ZLXWiZa9tM/s320/Kimandsteve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just wanted to put up a picture of Steve and I. It's just about our one year anniversary (November 20th) and I am crazy about this little booger.  I'll be going to Thanksgiving with him to his family and he'll be flying home with me to meet my family for the first time for Christmas. Don't know who to warn first! :)&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/1180546631926900674-6466474799826797089?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6466474799826797089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6466474799826797089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6466474799826797089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6466474799826797089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-sweet-i-need-dentist.html' title='So sweet I need a Dentist...'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SSCgSqmGWfI/AAAAAAAAACs/6ZLXWiZa9tM/s72-c/Kimandsteve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-949205025602651530</id><published>2008-11-15T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:15:13.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An "Oreo" made from pure evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048795946672978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SR9r9pqZ41I/AAAAAAAAACU/JlvXKXCORtY/s320/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this morning I was getting ready to do errands when Oreo decided to go CRAZY. If you've ever seen Jacka** and seen Bam attack his father randomly, THIS IS MY CAT!!! He will just run up to me smack me; literally smack, no claws just paws, and then run away. Then to top it off as I was walking into the kitchen he launched himself at he and flew up onto my back (again no claws) and was sprawled across my back and then took off! PSYCHO cat has it in for me. Then he's all purlicious with Steve. Friggin Boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269049081626176162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SR9sOR5tKqI/AAAAAAAAACc/nQW45g50sY8/s320/HPIM1796.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh and he's also developed a taste for Dr. Pepper... Really anything that doesn't belong to him he'll try and steal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269048382273978370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SR9rlknJgAI/AAAAAAAAACM/vrs1Am3wiJ4/s320/HPIM1799.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269049706106180594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SR9syoRV0_I/AAAAAAAAACk/-rDlk9HLI6E/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/1180546631926900674-949205025602651530?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/949205025602651530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=949205025602651530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/949205025602651530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/949205025602651530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/11/oreo-made-from-pure-evil.html' title='An &quot;Oreo&quot; made from pure evil'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SR9r9pqZ41I/AAAAAAAAACU/JlvXKXCORtY/s72-c/126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-5917314152044137316</id><published>2008-11-15T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:31:12.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As embarassing as a stain in your shorts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SR9kzI-AKPI/AAAAAAAAACE/28C0LWMYmLs/s1600-h/stain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269040918790416626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SR9kzI-AKPI/AAAAAAAAACE/28C0LWMYmLs/s320/stain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is a stain in the seat of your car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so this is not how it looks. I had gone to Capt D's for lunch and the lady wasn't as competent as one would hope. She had only half put the lid on and as I drove home I started to get a strange feeling that hopefully you haven't had in a LONG time. Now any small amount of fluid leaves my car seats looking like someone had an accident.  Then I was left having to do the walk of shame with said stain on my pants from my car to my apartment. Steve had a good laugh. Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was a " You had to be there " moment. But I promised Jennie I would take a picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-5917314152044137316?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/5917314152044137316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=5917314152044137316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5917314152044137316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/5917314152044137316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-embarassing-as-stain-in-your-shorts.html' title='As embarassing as a stain in your shorts...'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SR9kzI-AKPI/AAAAAAAAACE/28C0LWMYmLs/s72-c/stain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8171833755699566371</id><published>2008-10-23T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:57:05.761-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to get a sail boat and a mistress</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 Most Like John F. Kennedy&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/whatmodernuspresidentareyoumostlikequiz/jfk.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live a fairy tale life that most people envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you may have a few dark secrets, few people know them.&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/whatmodernuspresidentareyoumostlikequiz/"&gt;What Modern US President Are You Most Like?&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/1180546631926900674-8171833755699566371?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8171833755699566371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8171833755699566371' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8171833755699566371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8171833755699566371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-to-get-sail-boat-and-mistress.html' title='Time to get a sail boat and a mistress'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-4486129749953646141</id><published>2008-10-23T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:57:19.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So again Jennie is wanting me to update my Blog... this week has surely been interesting... from being moved from 5 different clinics in a week to fighting with a couple nurses over my 1SG to starting my new class.. Phew! And thats not even the weird part. So on tuesday this week, I was having a bad day. I had loved working at Carentan clinic. I got to do procedures and work with my favorite doctor. On that day I got word that I would be moved to a new clinic at the hospital and would be doing vitals and sitting at the front desk. BLAH. So I was a little upset. Plus, on my final day at the clinic, we were doing PAPs, and had a particularly difficult one (which actually was cool cuz I got to learn how to do stuff and got to do it; gross I know) which made me late to getting the samples to the lab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had to take it to the lab at the hospital. I parked out front and on my way up I heard a banging sound. I looked up and saw someone standing in the third floor window above the entrance banging on the window waving at me. I waved back not knowing who they were but not wanting to be unfriendly and went inside, not thinking anything of it. I delivered the sample to the lab and went back outside to my car and AGAIN heard the banging sound (mind you I'm in a bad mood) I look up again to see a butt (thankfully clothed) up against the window! Then the individual turns around points at me and flips me off. Sigh... just what I need to end a great day. Plus it turns out that he was in fact on the behavioral health floor (crazy people). Nice. It just fit my day... :) I can only laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least the leaves look nice... HAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260502457857989810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SQEPHTSx3LI/AAAAAAAAABk/n7AlYzu-N8M/s320/leaves.jpg" border="0" /&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/1180546631926900674-4486129749953646141?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/4486129749953646141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=4486129749953646141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4486129749953646141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/4486129749953646141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-people.html' title='Crazy People'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SQEPHTSx3LI/AAAAAAAAABk/n7AlYzu-N8M/s72-c/leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-2809698977818519820</id><published>2008-09-26T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:42:07.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Medical Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SN2rg8vEeGI/AAAAAAAAABc/x0e3VZCnhRE/s1600-h/suture2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SN2rg8vEeGI/AAAAAAAAABc/x0e3VZCnhRE/s320/suture2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250541323131582562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got to do some more fun stuff today! I got to do some sutures after assisting my Doc. At least I'm getting better at me sutures!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-2809698977818519820?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/2809698977818519820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=2809698977818519820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2809698977818519820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/2809698977818519820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-medical-fun.html' title='More Medical Fun!'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SN2rg8vEeGI/AAAAAAAAABc/x0e3VZCnhRE/s72-c/suture2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-8609013073193036090</id><published>2008-09-25T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:19:46.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New News and Random Gobbledegook</title><content type='html'>So Jennie has been after me to update this so I figured hey why not. Whenever I got the inkling to update I always thought to myself that my life was boring and I would inevitably put my reader to sleep. So.. here is your readable Ambien... Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;So life on this side of the world is just about the same. I still work in the clinic for my PA and I work as the MEDNCO for my company. The Warrior Care Clinic approached me and told me that each company would be getting their own clinic tho and I would be the NCOIC. WTF. Now everybody I've told has been so happy for me since this is honestly a great opportunity; to be in charge of an entire clinic. Not just anyone gets this opportunity. And it'll be a great learning experience. I just don't think I'll have time to work with my PA as a medic anymore which was what made me happy. I do love my job... I mean I get to stick people and such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SNxEV2_sDkI/AAAAAAAAABM/I_3tBA0M1Tw/s1600-h/needles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SNxEV2_sDkI/AAAAAAAAABM/I_3tBA0M1Tw/s320/needles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250146407937740354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SNxFWfNKOiI/AAAAAAAAABU/sc-YrmE7AYY/s1600-h/suture.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SNxFWfNKOiI/AAAAAAAAABU/sc-YrmE7AYY/s320/suture.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250147518243289634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still going for my PA packet so this is only temporary... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super excited. In 2 days I get to see my Peanut Ivy and Riley-Bug (Potato). I definitely need to see my sister and brother in law and the rest of my Fam. It'll be nice to go home!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-8609013073193036090?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/8609013073193036090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=8609013073193036090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8609013073193036090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/8609013073193036090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-news-and-random-gobbledegook.html' title='New News and Random Gobbledegook'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SNxEV2_sDkI/AAAAAAAAABM/I_3tBA0M1Tw/s72-c/needles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-406060763845391337</id><published>2008-09-04T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:31:25.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplative and Such</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I've noticed the trend of my blogs.. I'm appearing to be very much contemplative and introverted. Hmm... Not so much me. So in an effort to change this possible misconception; allow me to start anew. Hahaha That sounded eloquent. I'm just going to get back to my random thoughts... Right now I am super obsessed with eating celery. I'm sure this is the last thing I need to be munching on given that I weigh like 2 lbs but it is literally addictive to me! It really doesn't have much of a flavor but whatever is in it... dang I'm hooked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SMCfTfIw_9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/N8G0DBP13o8/s1600-h/September08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SMCfTfIw_9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/N8G0DBP13o8/s400/September08+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242365123383853010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Well here I sit on my first night of Steve's WLC training. And let me tell you... I really do miss the bugger! As much as he pesters me sometimes I am truly crazy about him. Plus he is a buffer between the demon-cat Oreo and I. That cat does run by ankle biting and he steals food right out of your hand if you happen to turn your head to sneeze or something! Evil, Evil kitty. This is a pic of him sneaking up through the couch cushions and batting at our backs and butts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SMCnBC4F1fI/AAAAAAAAABE/Jgos-PRlheo/s1600-h/evilcatoreo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SMCnBC4F1fI/AAAAAAAAABE/Jgos-PRlheo/s400/evilcatoreo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242373602653099506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-406060763845391337?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/406060763845391337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=406060763845391337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/406060763845391337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/406060763845391337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/09/contemplative-and-such.html' title='Contemplative and Such'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SMCfTfIw_9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/N8G0DBP13o8/s72-c/September08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1180546631926900674.post-6477904648251245172</id><published>2008-08-29T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:59:04.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SLiKMhR5vzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3f1fg0ZiKek/s1600-h/Camping+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SLiKMhR5vzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3f1fg0ZiKek/s400/Camping+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240090114142093106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this picture pretty much sums up my expectations for the weekend. This weekend is Labor Day weekend, the official end of summer. Not that that meant tooo much to me; I've been in nonstop classes all summer. But this weekend I'm planning on just relaxin with my honey. Just reflecting on the summer and all in all this has been a pretty nice summer. I loved going camping with my family. I am definitely looking forward to the end of the humidity though. Seeing some snow again would definitely be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SLiMQmHoWrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I70zUNV7zDE/s1600-h/digital+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SLiMQmHoWrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I70zUNV7zDE/s400/digital+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240092383183919794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1180546631926900674-6477904648251245172?l=kimmedic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/feeds/6477904648251245172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1180546631926900674&amp;postID=6477904648251245172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6477904648251245172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1180546631926900674/posts/default/6477904648251245172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmedic.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhh.html' title='Ahhh...'/><author><name>Kimberley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05611532277798111166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SZjd0fo0RcI/AAAAAAAAANk/VfaZLnJljXc/S220/Snowwork2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Q2vq48RNUU/SLiKMhR5vzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3f1fg0ZiKek/s72-c/Camping+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
